Hogwarts: Starting as a Card Maker from a Failed Art Student

Chapter 218 The Halloween Attack! The Fairy War Begins

Chapter 219 The Halloween Attack! The Fairy War Begins

The Gryffindor students stood frozen in place, staring at the violently mutilated portrait and the inscriptions that looked like vengeful demons.

Fear, like a giant hand, gripped their bodies!

"Go and call Ethan!"

in the crowd.

Someone blurted out the name.

Then, it suddenly dawned on me.

Embarrassed.

Call him Ethan!

We should go and call Headmaster Dumbledore!

Several students turned around hastily.

Instead, it crashed head-on into a solid, silver-white armor!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The student was knocked to the ground while kneeling.

My forehead throbbed with pain, and I felt completely disoriented.

She looked up, both angry and anxious, just about to question him.

Then I came face to face with a blood-red eyeball.

"Gurgle."

Her eyes darted around, her round pupils staring at him curiously.

The surrounding veins pulsate like blood vessels.

His terrified face was reflected in the mirror.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!! Sirius Black is here!!!"

"Sirius?"

Ethan lifted the slatted visor of his armor.

He weighed the heavy, silver-white hammer in his hand.

Looking down at the screaming Gryffindor students on the ground, he said with concern:

"Are you looking for Sirius? He's not here."

Just now, I saw Sirius Black emerge from under the Pound Willow in his "Spotted Dog" form.

The student stared at Ethan, still shaken.

He thought to himself, "I'm not going to see Sirius! I'm going to see Dumbledore."

But what came out of his mouth was:

Why are you dressed like that?

It looks like a battle royale is about to unfold at Hogwarts!

"oh."

Ethan laughed heartily and shouldered the heavy hammer, which was covered with blood-red eyeballs and could kill dead souls.

"I'm playing a game of 'chase and run' with the ghosts. It's so much fun!"

Not far away.

The ghosts shook their heads vigorously, their faces filled with palpable terror.

Even its appearance has become a bit paler.

Ethan: "This is so Halloween-like, isn't it?"

The students watched in silence as Ethan's bright and cheerful smile shone through.

Sudden.

I felt much more at ease.

When a red-skinned guy covered in skulls stands right in front of you.

A fugitive who can only helplessly and furiously grab at the door panel seems quite "cute".

Ethan put away his hammer amidst the ghosts' cheers of "Yay! We've lived another day!"

He was nominated by the students to go to the front.

When I saw the words "I am watching you" engraved on the wall.

His pupils contracted slightly.

Upon seeing this.

The students all nervously swallowed.

Indeed, it's quite tricky.

Even Ethan, the messenger of hell, fell into deep thought!

I don't know.

At this moment, Ethan was thinking:

It looks like it, very much like it.

This is how you leave messages on the wall.

Isn't this just a repeat of last year's Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets attack?

Perfect timing, I just talked about this with Sirius a few days ago.

Yes, you have a good learning ability.

Teach more in the future.

Ethan knew that Sirius Black didn't come to kill his godson, Harry.

He wanted to kill the traitor Peter Pettigrew.

Therefore, this is a message from Wei Nitt.

It was definitely meant for Peter to see.

Ethan's eyes flickered slightly.

He glanced to the side at the trembling bundle in Ron's pocket.

Suddenly, he grinned maliciously.

That's not bad either.

Fear as much as you want before the final judgment arrives.

Then, at the moment when he thought he could escape.

They fell into the abyss.

"Judging by the time, it's about time."

Ethan's eyes were sharp.

Blood surged through my body like a rushing river.

It was time to lead his Enlightenment Society and the students he had selected.

Travel to the past and begin the final battle against the fairies!

To rediscover the ancient magic that had been lost for so long.

Headmaster Dumbledore arrived quickly.

He looked at the destroyed portraits and walls, and felt a throbbing pain in his forehead.

Must this castle be destroyed?

This familiar way of leaving messages is like a appetizer.

It made Dumbledore feel as if he could see the Stone Mountain at the front of the long table, a sight he couldn't help but savor.

Dumbledore: "Student leader, stay behind. Prefects, organize the students to go to the Great Hall!"

In the midst of conversation.

Ethan caught his eye in the crowd.

Make eye contact upwards.

Ethan gave him an "OK" sign.

Dumbledore was even more worried.

To this day, he still doesn't know what Ethan is up to.

Why research those fairy alchemy techniques and organize practical training for students?

Could it be that Ethan's interest this year is in "making Hogwarts stand up"?

What kind of connection exists between him and Sirius Black?

"—First, close the school and thoroughly investigate every corner of Hogwarts."

Dumbledore sighed and said in a deep voice.

although.

It's highly likely we'll end up with nothing.

After all, Ethan is a bug.

The Light Portal can teleport people to any place without them noticing.

If Sirius Black really teams up with Ethan...

Even Sirius Black, even if he were to enter and leave the school right under the Dementors' noses.

Even the useless Dementor can't be caught.

"Speaking of which, Hagrid told me that Ethan found him a good helper—"

The Great Hall.

Students from all four colleges were gathered together.

At first, everyone was having a heated discussion about how Sirius managed to get into the school.

Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff, who confidently declared that Sirius Black would become a flowering bush, thus infiltrated the group.

As they talked...

The topic has gone off track.

The discussion touched on the practical activities of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course organized by Ethan.

"Thinking about it that way, Ethan is actually doing us a favor! At least with training, we won't be completely clueless—"

"If Sirius dares to come near me, I'll slide tackle him!"

In the Gryffindor seat.

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry with concern.

Sirius's sudden attack.

This shattered the illusion of peace and tranquility.

This inevitably reminded them of Professor Trelawney's prophecy—

The trial is coming.

An evil soul can destroy a hero in the eyes of the world!

Sirius Black will kill Harry!!

Ron whispered words of comfort:

"Hey buddy, look on the bright side."

"The prophecy about opening a sealed mansion or finding hidden treasures behind paintings—none of that happened!"

"Prophecies don't always come true, especially not from that crazy old woman who only knows how to curse people!"

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Besides, aren't you receiving practical training from Professor Ethan and Professor Lupin? Why would you want to fight some monsters?"

You will become even more amazing than Sirius!

"—Thanks, Ron."

Harry managed a weak smile.

My mood has improved a little.

But on the other side.

Hermione remained silent.

She thought of one of the end conditions in the prophecy: "when a war that does not exist is won."

Is Ethan's "Fairy War" a "war that doesn't exist"?

After all.

What do these conditions have to do with Sirius Black ultimately killing Harry?

Hermione's rationality told her that this prophecy was very strange.

It seems they were all wrong.

The thinking has gone astray.

He thought he was struggling.

But in the end, it was discovered that...

They were already deeply entangled in the spider web.

By your own hands, you transform yourself into a delicious meal.

The auditorium transformed into a starry night.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

Although there was chaos and turmoil outside.

But what business is it of Ethan if they're looking for Sirius?

Ethan's skin is in great condition.

the next day.

The Great Hall.

As the students, shivering and staggering, emerged from their purplish-red blouses.

Ethan was already dressed and ready.

The announcement also brought "exciting" news:

"The practical activities for this Defense Against the Dark Arts class will officially begin this Friday evening!"

"We will go and experience a war firsthand, using the magic we have diligently practiced to defend the rights of humanity and defeat the greedy and ferocious demons."

A state of stagnation.

Ethan stood on the podium, arms raised high, looking radiant.

In those cobalt blue eyes, a fiery sparkle shimmered.