chsdbacks Chapter 165 Oh, it was Mr. Lamp! I thought it was Ethan.
Chapter 165 Oh, it was Mr. Lamp! I thought it was Ethan.
Chapter 166 Oh, it was Mr. Lamp! I thought it was Ethan.
"!"
Harry woke up with a start.
He leaped up into a sitting position, panting heavily.
The owner of that ethereal voice was nowhere to be seen.
Only everyone lay sprawled on the ground, silent as a graveyard.
Harry felt a chill run down his spine!
What exactly happened?
What kind of evil being attacked them?
Could it be... Voldemort again?
Outside the window, it was pitch black.
But there was no moonlight, only the pure blackness that seemed to be wriggling slightly.
It was as if the entire Hogwarts had entered the stomach of some indescribable creature.
"Ron, Hermione!"
Harry shouted urgently and slapped Ron twice across the face.
After seeing that they were just unconscious—or rather, fast asleep.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat at ease.
Suddenly, they noticed a note in Hermione's hand.
It seems to have been written hastily before he fell into a coma.
A quill pen lay beside him.
Harry picked it up and muttered, "Third-floor girls' washroom, the Chamber of Secrets, a snake...?!"
The girls' shower room on the third floor is the entrance to the secret room?!
That bathroom where Moghan was crying!
In an instant.
All the clues have come together.
Fifty years ago, Hagrid was falsely accused of opening the Chamber of Secrets.
It turns out that the student who died back then was none other than Myrtle!
"Are you trying to get me into the Chamber of Secrets, Hermione?"
Harry pursed his lips and clutched the note tightly.
He didn't know why he was the only one who woke up.
Perhaps it was the "savior" title imposed on him that worked once again.
But Harry still remembers how the other students ostracized and targeted him after he revealed his Parseltongue accent.
Even back then, his parents died at Voldemort's hands while trying to protect him.
They can all be misinterpreted as something else!
Asked to risk his life to save these people, Harry didn't hesitate and turned to head towards the Chamber of Secrets!
Even if misunderstood or slandered.
He would never allow himself to shrink back in the fight against evil!
Harry's bright green eyes shone with determination and courage.
Walking in a hurry.
I didn't notice.
A figure emerged from the shadows behind him.
"The 'little lion' has gone to the secret room. Over."
Luna lowered her head and whispered into the communication stone in her hand.
It is a tool that enables short-range communication.
Blue eyes watched as Harry disappeared around the corner, completely unaware.
I thought:
Everything was going according to Ethan's plan.
Chamber of Secrets.
"Received, well done, Luna."
Ethan spoke into the communication stone, a smile curving his lips.
It was he who made Luna awaken Harry.
How could a perfect finale be complete without the scene of the hero fighting the demon king?
"Let me declare my existence to the world through a fierce battle with the savior."
"Tell them who orchestrated this grand performance!"
Ethan murmured excitedly, his cobalt blue eyes sparkling.
[Hissing...]
The basilisk slowly slid to Ethan's side.
Following Ethan's instructions, she closed her eyes, lowered her head, and put on the thin white veil.
When I opened my eyes again.
Those orange-yellow eyes that used to pluck people will no longer hurt anyone.
Ethan nodded in satisfaction: "The goddess's skirt really has many uses..."
At this time.
Behind us, a manhole cover-shaped gate opened with a clanging sound.
coming.
Ethan's eyes lit up.
He took out a bottle of Malfoy family's special anti-aging serum from his pocket and gulped it down.
"call!"
Ethanpis grimaced and gasped for air.
It felt like swallowing a ball of fire; a burning sensation slid into my stomach.
It ignited the internal organs.
"Click, click."
Ethan saw that the field of vision in front of him was constantly rising.
With his arms and legs stretched out, even his pants felt tighter.
Ethan looked down at the puddle.
A jolt went through my heart—
Holy crap! I'm so damn handsome!
Ethan touched his face, unable to believe how crazy the girls at school would go if he went out with this face!
"Sigh, I'm such a sinful man. Hehe~"
Ethan couldn't help but grin.
That handsome and dignified face instantly transformed into that of a landlord's foolish son.
"Creak—"
The sound of the gate opening rang out.
Ethan gathered his thoughts and put on a plain white mask without any decoration.
I turned around and looked.
as predicted.
I saw Harry.
at this time.
Harry must have known about the Basilisk's characteristics.
He was squinting, one hand outstretched, groping forward as if his cerebellum were underdeveloped.
Ethan:
Did he look like this back then?
Fortunately, the only "person" I saw has been turned into a memorial painting.
"cough."
Ethan coughed lightly, drawing the attention of blind Harry.
Seeing Harry's sudden start, and his immediate closing of his eyes, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was as deep and elegant as a full-bodied red wine.
"Harry Potter, open your eyes. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Harry cautiously and slowly opened his eyes.
My heart was pounding.
He felt a subtle sense of familiarity with the voice, but couldn't place where he had heard it before.
A tall figure stood amidst the eerie green mist of nitrogen and argon, nestled among the stone pillars entwined with serpentine sculptures on either side.
The stone pillar cast an eerie shadow, which fell upon the man.
It was as if he had transformed into countless monsters.
Or perhaps, he is the one who commands countless monsters.
The man stared at Harry through his pure white mask.
Harry felt a sudden chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.
Beside the masked man, a massive snake was flicking its tongue, swaying menacingly yet obediently.
A white veil covered her eyes, shielding them from the curse.
Harry swallowed hard, mustered his courage, and asked loudly, "You...you opened the Chamber of Secrets? Who are you?!"
"Oh, please allow me to introduce myself, Mr. Harry Potter."
The masked man spoke in an elegant, yet somewhat exaggerated tone:
"My name is Mr. Lamp."
"You can call me—Mr. Lamp."
talking.
He raised his hand from mid-air to his chest and bowed deeply in respect.
It felt as if I wasn't in a cold, dark room, but standing on a stage under the spotlight.
That's perverted.
Harry cursed inwardly.
At the same time, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, it wasn't Ethan.
Harry didn't know that if he were mentally prepared, he would make his way down to the Chamber of Secrets.
Then he saw Ethan smiling and saying "surprise~"
I wonder what kind of devastating feeling he must be experiencing.
It's so good that it's not Ethan.
As expected, Ethan still has humanity in his heart.
Harry thought with relief.
At this time.
Harry also remembered the name "Mr. Lamp".
Isn't he the one who made the front page of the Daily Prophet for brutally slaughtering a company of dark wizards in Knockturn Alley?!
The report described him as: "extremely dangerous."
If you encounter this, use Apparition to escape immediately.
What?
You don't know how?
Then you can only pray that Merlin will have an eye on things.
Why is the famous "Mr. Lamp" here?
Or was he the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin?
Harry was completely confused.
opposite.
Seeing Harry's confused and wary look, Ethan struggled to hold back his laughter.
He said gently, "Don't be nervous. I just want to destroy Hogwarts and take your life while I'm at it."
Harry:
"......"
Harry choked up.
This familiar, ruthless way of speaking reminded him of an old friend.
It must be my imagination...
"Whoever can destroy the renowned Hogwarts, and nail the future savior to the cross..."
Ethan strolled leisurely.
The lines were prepared in advance, yet they flowed so smoothly when spoken.
It seems I have a real talent for acting! Ethan turned around, opened his arms, and shouted:
"In this way, I'm sure my name, the name of 'Mr. Lamp,' will resound throughout the world!"
His voice echoed and boomed in the empty, enclosed room.
Harry stared in shock, his eyes wide.
All of this was done simply to make a name for themselves.
He's clearly more human than Voldemort, yet he's even more extreme!
"—I will never let you succeed!"
Harry gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice.
Hogwarts was his home, and all his good friends were there.
And Ethan.
Ethan trusts him, and Ethan is as tolerant and kind as an elder!
Although her ideas were unconventional, she single-handedly brought him into the Enlightenment Society, giving him tremendous support and encouragement!
How can I let this madman destroy everything!
A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Harry's eyes.
Just then.
Look!
A loud cry rang out, accompanied by a flash of fire!
It's Dumbledore's phoenix!
It carried something in its mouth and threw it at Harry's head.
I want to peck at the snake monster's eyes.
She pecked twice, but found that she couldn't penetrate the seemingly thin white gauze at all.
Instead, it pecked its beak until it hurt.
Phoenix:
?
Nobody mentioned that there was armor either.
Ethan, watching Harry's frantic efforts, laughed, "Ha! All you got in return was a tattered hat? Don't be ridiculous!"
Why does it feel so good to hear the villain's lines?
the other side.
Harry hurriedly grabbed the Sorting Hat, but suddenly something hard landed on his head with a thud.
I took it down and took a look.
It is a gleaming silver sword.
A large ruby is set in the handle.
Harry looked at him as if he had gained some kind of power.
His eyes sharpened as he gazed at Mr. Lamp ahead!
With a sudden shout, he thrust his sword forward!
"Plop!"
The sword pierced through the masked man's chest without any obstruction.
Harry didn't snap out of his daze until the warm blood splashed on his face.
...It's...that simple?
But if a person is killed, they die, so this "Mr. Lamp" should also say "Ha."
A soft laugh drifted down from above.
Harry looked up in surprise and met the smiling eyes behind the pure white mask.
The next second, the man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist!
"Judging by the time, it's about time."
Ethan murmured, a metallic taste rising in his throat.
His eyes, however, were fixed on the sky!
Until a dark blue subtitle appeared!
Your paintings have left an indelible impression on everyone!
You have greatly spread the mystery of the "lamp"!
[The progress of "Hatching" has increased!]
[Hatching from the Shell Progress: 87% → 100%]
Click.
An invisible, crisp sound.
A dazzling light emanated from the pitch-black eggshell!
Then, it all erupted!