chsdbacks Chapter 257 yields the painting "The Wolf Girl Waiting," with the inscription, "I wil
Chapter 257 yields the painting "The Wolf Girl Waiting," with the inscription, "I wil
Chapter 258 yields the painting "The Wolf Girl Waiting," with the inscription, "I will wait until I meet you."
Everyone was staring intently at Ethan.
The inner cry almost transformed into a silent torrent!
Refuse it now! Refuse it now!
This moment.
Wizards of different ages, classes, and positions.
They were surprisingly united.
"Great! I'd be happy to contribute to public service."
Ethan grasped Minister Scrinje's outstretched hand, a hint of approval in his eyes.
They actually invited him to be the organizer of the Flame Cup next semester... Not bad.
This new Minister of Magic is very savvy.
You can leave it for a while.
Upon seeing this.
A groan erupted from the stands.
Oh no—the tentacles of the wicked little painter have infiltrated the Ministry of Magic!
Hermione's eyes darted around, and she exclaimed in surprise:
"Could it be that Ethan orchestrated the grand trial and forced Fudge to step down just so that the more astute Mr. Scringer could take over?"
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"Was all of this part of Ethan's plan?!"
Hermione looked up at the faint smile on Ethan's face.
A stormy sea surged within me!
Too powerful, too incredible.
It's as if they have everyone in their grasp.
Even fate bowed down to him, allowing him to manipulate it at will.
"The distance between me and Ethan is just too great... Ha, I may never catch up with him in this lifetime."
Hermione murmured.
But a strong light shot out from his eyes!
The light of longing.
Luna glanced at the excited Hermione.
Thinking happily:
Ethan has so many friends.
When the holidays come, I'll invite them to come and play at my and Ethan's little house in the center of the space.
Minister Scrinjee met with Isan and agreed.
He also breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He thought to himself:
Although Ethan was suspended.
But that was only because a classmate was seriously injured during a first-year competition.
There shouldn't be any other reason.
Choosing Ethan as the organizer is a perfect way to utilize his intelligence and talent.
This will allow students from other countries to experience a unique and fun competition.
Thinking of this.
Scringer nodded in satisfaction.
I can't wait to see the surprised expressions on the faces of the contestants from those schools.
Minister Scrimgeour: "Besides, Mr. Vincent, would you like to hand over the formula for this potion to cure werewolves to the Ministry of Magic?"
Ethan thought for a moment, then asked sincerely, "Haha, are you dreaming?"
Minister Scringer: "...
"Then buy it at a high price."
Ethan: "I have money."
Minister Scringer:
Who can control this stubborn brat?!
"not to mention."
Ethan added.
"This potion uses materials that only my club members can grow, and light magic that only I possess."
In other words...
..+.
Ethan grinned like a wolf.
His cobalt blue eyes stared intently at the new Minister of Magic.
He said, slowly and deliberately:
"Only I can heal the werewolf."
Minister Scringer remained silent.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down his rock-like face.
What a terrifying boy.
Minister Scrinzer nodded slowly, his attitude becoming increasingly cautious.
He glanced at Professor Lu Ping standing to the side.
A stiff smile appeared on his usually stern face.
"The Ministry of Magic can help settle Professor Lupin, and at the same time, will pay more attention to the social problems of werewolves."
Nevertheless.
It's likely that Ethan possesses the potion that can cure werewolves.
They will undoubtedly remain the object of pursuit in the hearts of werewolves.
even.
It could become a formidable military force.
Minister Scrinjee had a headache.
Suddenly I realized...
Connery Fudge, who was laid off early, is truly damned.
Ethan: "And Scrimgeour."
Minister Scrinzer's lips twitched upon hearing this formal address.
Ethan: "I heard that the Ministry of Magic gave Sirius a lot of compensation for his wrongful conviction."
"But I think something's missing."
Minister Scrimgeour: "You said, Mr. Vincent. Our Ministry of Magic will do everything we can to meet your request."
Ethan shook his head: "I'm a very righteous and law-abiding person."
"I just want the Ministry of Magic to add a little 'fun' to the impoverished life of one of the prisoners in Azkaban."
Ethan took a painting out of his pocket.
It was the remnant soul that defeated Little Tom that unleashed the painting "The Scream".
Ethan smiled and said softly:
"Take this painting to a Death Eater named Bella."
"Just say: Your master is dead."
He seemed to remember...
Bella, you've killed and tormented so many people, haven't you?
Minister Scrimgeour paused, startled: "Bellatrix Lestrange?"
This crazy woman is very famous.
Ethan...::::Does he have a grudge against her?
He took the painting and said knowingly, "No problem. We'll treat her well."
Dealing with the Death Eaters who kill without hesitation.
No pity is needed.
"Then I'll wait for good news."
Ethan's smile widened.
It is very bright and very just.
Even the resolute Minister Scrinker couldn't help but shudder.
The day of the announcement has ended.
But the magical world was in an uproar.
Whether it's overt or covert.
Countless forces were stirred up, frantically searching for the genius boy who created the werewolf potion—Ethan Vincent!
In a short time.
Ethan's name swept through the entire magical world.
It even subtly extends its influence overseas.
Everyone called him the "new savior".
It is certain that it will lead everyone to a bright future!
at the same time.
In a dimly lit corner where no one is watching.
A hand reached out from a former werewolf pulled up one fellow werewolf after another.
They secretly organized themselves together.
Join an organization called the "Dawn of Enlightenment Society".
Meanwhile, a massive "earthquake" was raging outside.
The source of all this.
But they are enjoying peace and tranquility.
Ancient times, 1613.
The Blake family mansion.
Ethan stood beside the dark green bed curtains.
Looking at the beautiful figure slowly opening her eyes on the soft bed.
He smiled and said, "As promised, I've come to see you."
talking.
Ethan shook the empty magic potion bottle in his hand.
Due to precise control over the potion.
On the day of the announcement, Ethan had not used up all the moonflowers.
The rest.
That's just enough to make another potion.
Ethan then used the silver key to travel through time and feed the unconscious Miss Eve Black.
Aside from the werewolf curse on her.
Because it was under a spell.
Even though Miss Blake had been bedridden for nearly a year.
His appearance and physique remained unchanged.
Like Sleeping Beauty in her slumber.
Upon hearing this...
Those deep, dark green eyes, even more so than Harry's, blinked twice.
then.
They didn't ask why or what exactly happened.
Instead, she stretched out her arm with a slight tremor, at a very close distance.
It slowly traced across Ethan's cheek.
A gentle smile appeared on his sharp face:
"We've been waiting for you, 'Wright'."
"I knew you would come looking for me."
In an instant.
This moment is frozen in time.
It coalesced into a portrait and floated in front of Ethan:
【The Wolf Girl Waiting】
[Type: Commemorative Painting]
[Rank: Undetermined]
[Description: "I want to devour you, I want to merge with your flesh and blood, so you will never leave me...: The wolf girl Shan is defeated this time, waiting."]
[Effect: Contains the six protective powers; you can redraw this painting to awaken its power.]
[Comment: "If Little Red Riding Hood doesn't come, what will the Big Bad Wolf do?"]