chsdbacks Chapter 178 Look at the numbers in this vault, and then think about who to call "Dad".
Chapter 178 Look at the numbers in this vault, and then think about who to call "Dad".
Chapter 179 Look at the numbers in this vault, and then think about who to call "Dad".
Professor Lu Ping, who was always eager to contribute, did not stay long under the "disco sphere moon." He felt restless and uncomfortable.
Lupin smiled wearily. "Just write me a letter whenever you're going to Diagon Alley."
Ethan nodded: "Okay. I believe it will be a very enjoyable trip."
Ethan's lips curved upwards in a smile.
Lupin: ...Why do I feel a chill down my spine?
I stayed there until I left the house and walked a distance away.
Lu Ping suddenly realized:
oops.
I forgot to meet Luna's parents, Mr. Lovegood.
They clearly claimed they were visiting my home.
He only chatted with Ethan for a few words before leaving without even meeting his parents.
It's like Ethan is the father.
Lupin chuckled.
He shook his head, and his figure vanished from the spot with a snap.
at the same time.
Second-floor study.
The true patriarch of the family, Mr. Lovegood, was engrossed in history books, sweating profusely as he researched.
"In 1612, the fairy rebellion occurred—a mysterious figure stole a secret fairy treasure, rumored to be an ancient vault key. The fairy leader, Lanlock, was enraged and searched frantically, but the treasure remained missing, becoming an unsolved mystery."
Lovegood leaned back and let out a sigh of relief.
It must be as if Ethan had nothing to do with it.
Fortunately, Ethan knew his limits.
They did not leave their mark on history.
I misunderstood him.
Lovegood thought to himself.
I got up and went downstairs, wanting to offer my condolences to Ethan.
Underneath a huge, moon-shaped light sphere.
Ethan was holding his daughter's hand, swaying and lost in the melodious dance.
There is no music.
The deathly silence made the scene seem especially eerie.
Lovegood:
"....
He paused in his steps.
They retreated step by step, eventually going back upstairs.
Pretend nothing happened
Two days later.
I made an appointment with Professor Lupin to go to Diagon Alley.
Broken Axe Bar.
Luna sat on a high stool, swinging her legs back and forth as she sipped her orange juice.
Ethan leaned against the bar, glancing sideways at Tom, who was hunched over, sweeping the floor.
Ethan: Staring at O_
Tom: ".—
Tom felt as if a giant squid was crawling on his back.
Finally unable to hold back any longer, he turned around and asked menacingly, "Kid, what do you want?"
Ethan immediately spoke up cheerfully:
"Oh, I think your bar is missing some decorations."
Ethan pointed to the greasy, bare wall and earnestly suggested:
"While the style of a war-damaged kitchen that hasn't been cleaned in ten years is not bad, from a catering perspective, it's better to have more variety, which will better stimulate the guests' appetite."
Tom: "."
Tom looked at the so-called "guests".
An old woman soaking in dentures, a strange man wrapped in a turban eating raw liver, and a gambler using his teeth as dice.
"Eye!"
With a loud bang, Tom jumped.
Then Ethan placed a framed painting on the ground.
His eyes shone brightly, and he shouted:
"Stop pretending, Tom! Here comes your power!"
"With my meticulous setup, I'll make your bar the coolest place on the block!"
I've wanted to do this for a long time!
Hang your own painting in the Broken Axe bar, a must-see on the way to Diagon Alley.
It allows everyone who enters to appreciate their own art!
Ethan: "Free for a limited time!"
Tom:
Listen to what people are saying, hey.
Tom stared at the painting, which was nothing more than a picture of brightly colored fruit.
He waved his hand dismissively, finding it troublesome, and let Ethan do as he pleased.
Anyway, it's just hanging up a few paintings.
It doesn't cost any money.
Having received permission, Ethan curled the corners of his lips and bowed gracefully, saying, "I assure you you won't regret it."
then.
Ethan ran excitedly to the wall.
He carefully hung books like "Vibrant Fruits," "Cut Cheese," and "Raw Food Feast" on the wall.
To prevent it from falling accidentally.
Ethan also thoughtfully cast a permanent bonding spell.
I guarantee that no matter how hard I try to pull them apart, unless the wall collapses, these paintings will remain with this tavern forever.
Ethan looked up.
Looking at his masterpiece, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling with joy.
Even this darkness has come alive.
"Saving a dying little bar is another good deed done."
Ethan rubbed his nose and proudly straightened his back.
Just then.
"Ring ring—"
The wind chimes by the door swayed.
Professor Lu Ping rushed over, looking even more haggard and tired than before.
"Sorry I'm late—"
Lupin suddenly paused.
For some reason, I felt uncomfortable as soon as I stepped into this bar.
It looks like it's gotten dirty.
Following this scent, Lupin's gaze shifted to Ethan, who was standing by the wall.
Like a demon lurking in the shadows, peering out and watching humanity.
Ethan stood there quietly, smiling.
Lupin:
Here it comes again!
That feeling that Ethan is actually an evil villain!
But soon.
Ethan then stepped out of the shadows and into the light, his face gentle and harmless.
Ethan looked Professor Lupin up and down, nodding in approval: "Zombie style? How avant-garde, Professor Lupin."
Lupin:
No, it's just that we just experienced a full moon night.
And they were poor.
"I'm sorry, there's been some unexpected news at the Ministry of Magic..."
Lupin spoke, his expression somewhat gloomy.
However, they quickly adjusted.
He hurriedly led Ethan and Luna to Diagon Alley behind the brick wall.
Their first stop was Gringotts.
Diagon Alley remains as magnificent as ever, with gleaming chandeliers hanging from above and gleaming, clean marble floor tiles.
The fairies on the tall counters on both sides were busy working, weighing gems and counting gold coins.
From the chandeliers to the floor tiles, every corner is out of place with Lupin.
This made him appear somewhat reserved.
Ethan was completely unaware of this.
He examined Gringotts' decor with the scrutiny of a discerning designer entering someone's home.
It makes a "spraying" sound from time to time.
In his opinion, it should be modeled after a coffin, with the floors and walls replaced with gray-black bricks.
We must thoroughly understand and practice the adage that "you can't take your money with you when you die."
Promote wizard spending.
Ethan thought to himself, and then generously said:
However, we should also respect the unique aesthetics of other races.
"Knock knock."
Ethan curled his fingers and tapped the counter.
Looking up at the fairy sitting on the high stool, he politely said:
"Are you sitting so high on purpose because you feel inferior?"
The desktop was almost level with his forehead.
Fairy: ? ? ?
The fairy looked up in surprise and anger.
They saw that they were two wizard children, and Lupin was dressed like a vagrant.
His expression immediately became even more sarcastic.
pauper.
"Please go to another counter, sir, I'm busy."
The fairy waved her hand impatiently and made no attempt to hide the fact that she was gathering the gold coins in front of her.
It was as if they were afraid Ethan would suddenly reach out and snatch it.
Lupin frowned, but there was nothing he could do.
He wore his best clothes today.
"Forget it, let's switch counters." Lu Ping raised his hand, just about to pat Ethan on the shoulder.
next second.
Ethan suddenly plummeted downwards!
On a flat surface!
"Bang!"
A series of clanging sounds erupted from the counter!
The glittering gold coins tumbled down with a clatter.
Lupin looked up in surprise and saw that Ethan had somehow gotten up and was standing on the counter!
He kicked over the scales, stepping on the coins with the sole of his shoe.
She looked down at the dumbfounded fairy with a smile!
Apparition?!
No, Ethan's not even in third grade yet!!
A strip of land.
Inside Gringotts, there was complete silence.
All the wizards and fairies stared in shock at Ethan on the counter!
The fairy was stunned for two seconds, and then immediately realized what was happening!
She screamed sharply, "What do you want to do?"—before she could finish speaking...
The fairy's voice suddenly stopped.
As if struck by a petrification spell, he froze in his seat.
His eyes were fixed on the brass key hanging from Ethan's hand.
His mouth was open.
He stared intently at the key that was swaying from side to side, his eyes becoming cross-eyed.
The number "12" is engraved on this key.
It is a sacred and inviolable high number.
In an instant.
A legend that had been passed down among the tribe for hundreds of years suddenly flashed into my mind!
That was in 1612, during the time of the righteous fairy rebellion.
A mysterious person who left no name or appearance.
With just a wave of his hand, he took the lives of an entire fairy camp.
As if winter, the end of the world, had arrived, white frost covered the earth.
Dozens of vibrant lives were transformed into silent sculptures.
They stole their fairy treasures.
Among them was the key to vault number 12.
But after that, there was no further news, and Vault No. 12 was sealed away forever.
It became an unknown secret.
According to unofficial historical records.
The description of the mysterious person contained only one word of unclear meaning: "lamp".
But now.
The long-lost key to Vault No. 12 appeared right before his eyes.
"This...this is impossible..."
Fairy One—Pull the Ring, muttering in a daze.
He looked into Ethan's cobalt blue eyes.
It felt like a slowly rotating black hole, as if my very consciousness was being sucked in.
A chill ran down his spine from the pull tab.
Who exactly is this wizard child...?
Why would someone possess a key that has been lost for hundreds of years?!
Ethan looked down at the trembling fairy and smiled:
"Are you free now?"
Look at this key to vault number 12.
Then, kneel down and call him "father".
Excuse me.
Being able to travel through time and space means you can do whatever you want.