chsdbacks Chapter 147 Ethan: Everyone! We should brave the wind and rain and forge ahead!
Chapter 147 Ethan: Everyone! We should brave the wind and rain and forge ahead!
Chapter 148 Ethan: Everyone! We should brave the wind and rain and forge ahead!
Protect the school! From being invaded by evil!
His deep, powerful voice resonated in the ears of every student.
They gazed at Headmaster Dumbledore, whose upright figure remained despite his white hair and beard.
I only felt that I saw a majestic mountain.
They surround them, keeping evil out.
The reason Hogwarts is the safest place is precisely because Headmaster Dumbledore is there!
My sense of security has increased!
Only a few professors showed a serious expression on their faces.
Fifty years ago, the secret room was also opened.
That time, a student died.
Professor McGonagall raised her hand and pursed her lips tightly.
Gilderoy Lockhart inwardly scorned:
Mr. Lamp's emails have already infiltrated the school, so what kind of security are we talking about?
Professor Snape, however, remained preoccupied with the five-man sculpture in the school infirmary.
offstage.
"As expected of someone who has defeated two Dark Lords, he's really intimidating—"
Ethan murmured, looking at Dumbledore's imposing figure on the stage.
What comes into view.
It is that surging, powerful magic, like a rushing river!
This caused goosebumps to appear on Ethan's skin.
My heart was pounding uncontrollably.
When Tom was in school, he was kept in check by Dumbledore, which is how he managed to prevent him from causing trouble.
I can understand how he feels now, huh?
No, why should I try to understand what it feels like to not have a nose?
Ethan shook his head, dismissing the strange thought from his mind.
Then, I felt a pang of heartache!
Headmaster Dumbledore, what have you been protecting?!
First year is one thing, but even in second year, without my help, I opened the Chamber of Secrets and still couldn't figure out Salazar Slytherin's peculiar fetish for cross-dressing!
When the Goblet of Fire came along, someone died!
Then, he fell from the rooftop, and Hogwarts was plunged into its darkest hour!
They've blatantly allowed dark wizards to take over!
"No, Old Deng, this gentle approach won't work."
Ethan muttered indignantly, clenching his fists.
How can one grow without experiencing hardships?
"It's my only recourse to take on the responsibility of training the students."
A glint of light appeared in Ethan's eyes.
He suddenly stood up from his seat.
Raise your palms so that everyone's self-light is focused on you.
Dumbledore felt a jolt in his heart.
He asked as gently as possible, "Is there anything else, Vincent?"
Ethan looked around, tapped the "gift box" Malfoy had just given him, and slowly said:
"As the president of the Beacon Society and a member of Hogwarts School, I believe it is my responsibility to set an example."
"To contribute to the prosperity and flourishing of Hogwarts!"
"I'm willing to fund training matches at the school."
"Through the challenges set up by my club members, we can achieve the effect of mutual training and skill development!"
"The facilities, props, and even the prize money for winning were all funded by me, on behalf of the Qimingdeng Society."
"The prize money could be set at 100 Galleons for first place, etc."
The words fell.
The auditorium erupted in cheers!
At first, they thought Ethan was going to pull another trick to torment them.
But when they heard that the first prize was a full one hundred Galleons!
Ethan's image suddenly became incredibly radiant, almost blinding!
The Weasley twins were the first to jump up, their eyes practically shooting lasers, and shouted, "I propose that the club members participate too! And share the prize money!!"
The Weasleys' textbook fees for next semester will depend on you, buddy!
We'll do anything for you!
I'd even use it as your butt cushion!!!
Immediately, Ethan was surrounded by words of praise.
Look! What a kind and considerate person they are, always thinking of the school!
We misunderstood Ethan before.
"Yes. He just has a slightly abnormal way of thinking, his paintings are a bit strange, and he likes torment and suffering. What's wrong with that?!"
"One hundred Galleons—I want to be your dog, Ethan!"
On the Slytherin table.
Malfoy was stunned.
He never imagined that the money he gave away would be used in such a way.
The male sergeant, Yaxley, glanced at Malfoy.
He suddenly sighed, then chuckled:
"I was wrong. I never imagined that I would become such a selfish person who only cares about himself and is stuck in the past."
He was only thinking about how to unite his classmates and exclude emerging forces.
But they forgot.
Slytherin is also a member of Hogwarts.
Yaxley looked at Malfoy and said solemnly, "The Malfoy family is the one that truly has great ambitions and a long-term vision."
"I was narrow-minded before, and I misunderstood you. You just wanted to curry favor with Ethan."
......
Malfoy blushed.
Feeling the respect coming from all directions.
A small sense of pride arose from the bottom of his heart.
As the noble Malfoy, he was already used to the respect and flattery of others.
But this time, something seemed different. Malfoy gazed at the spirited, black-haired figure.
the first time.
So sincere and without any self-interest.
I want to follow someone.
You have passed on the light of the "lamp" to all! You have allowed them to feel your will!
[The progress of "Hatching" has increased by 5%]
The light's reach will increase as students train and compete against your club members.
Ethan squinted, letting himself immerse himself in praise and reverence.
How kind of me to provide such a good training method for the young wizards to prepare for the darkness to come.
We should have gone to Hufflepuff earlier.
That lousy hat, it knows nothing about the division of labor.
"There will definitely be more challenges ahead."
Ethan said in a deep voice.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the auditorium fell silent.
"A horror like last night could happen again."
Ethan seemed to recall something.
He lowered his head, frowned, and clutched his shirt in pain, looking as if he was gritting his teeth and enduring it.
"Oh! Ethan!"
Hermione covered her mouth, her eyes reddening.
It's unimaginable what terrifying things Ethan encountered last night.
In silence.
Ethan's voice slowly rose:
"—Do you know?"
"Tomatoes were once considered the devil's fruit, and at first, it was impossible to distinguish between poisonous plants and medicinal herbs."
"Even magic itself was once considered an evil art."
Tomato? Poisonous weed?
The students looked at each other, wondering why Ethan was bringing this up.
But they all listened intently.
Everyone experiences fear and anxiety. It's human nature.
"but!"
Ethan suddenly looked up!
In those cobalt blue eyes, an indomitable will burst forth!
As if overcoming some kind of obstacle, a resolute voice resounded throughout the entire auditorium!
"What we must do is to embrace fear, persevere, and forge ahead!"
"until-"
Ethan raised his hand.
Under the gazes of many, he slowly closed his outstretched palm into a fist.
"We will turn 'fear' itself into our strength."
and so.
Let him create opportunities for everyone to gain experience.
Ethan slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
After a few seconds of silence.
"Slap slap."
I don't know who started it.
A burst of enthusiastic applause quickly erupted in the auditorium!
"Kakami!"
Colin, the youngest Gryffindor student, was taking pictures like crazy, his cheeks flushed with excitement.
A light shone in everyone's eyes—even the Slytherins couldn't help but clap their hands in admiration.
Previously, they were indulging in the sense of security provided by Headmaster Dumbledore.
Now.
It means that something has arisen.
They themselves possess the courage to withstand wind, rain, and terror!
100 Galleons!!
Charge!
The professors in the faculty section were all stunned.
Professor Flitwick jumped up and down, excitedly shouting, "That's my student!"
Even Professor Snape raised his eyebrows, snorted, and clapped his hands almost imperceptibly.
On the podium.
Headmaster Dumbledore was stunned.
Applause erupted like a sudden storm, sweeping through the auditorium.
Dumbledore looked at the children and suddenly felt that they had grown up.
quite a while.
A helpless yet relieved smile appeared on his face.
The wrinkles that appeared when I smiled revealed just how old my face had become.
He underestimated his students.
The opening of the escape room turned out to be a valuable experience for the students.
Ethan, through this experience, overcame his inner shadows and led the entire school to rise up and fight back.
At the same time, it once again boosted his image and fame.
—Well, I don't know why.
There's always something off about Dumbledore.
It was as if a giant hand was secretly manipulating everything.
Like a woven spider web, it guides the moth onto a planned trajectory.
—It must be an illusion.
Amidst prolonged and enthusiastic applause.
Ethan bowed and slowly sat down.
As soon as he sat down, hands reached out to shake his.
Padma Petir, an Indian girl, gazed at Ethan with her dark, grape-like eyes sparkling.
She removed the exquisite gold jewelry from her wrist and gently tossed it onto Ethan's plate, making a crisp clinking sound.
Cho Chang, a third-year student in Ravenclaw, was also attracted.
A blush rose on her small, oval face as she peeked at Ethan and unconsciously began to clap her hands.
Until a paper crane, wobbling, flew onto her desk.
Upon opening it, Qiu Zhang's rosy complexion instantly turned deathly pale. [Tonight at 8:30, come to the Round Table Council meeting room!]
The handwriting is illegible.
The last exclamation mark even tore the page apart.
Yi Yi got anxious.