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

Chapter 141 Golden Eyes Open, Snake Shadow Appears

Chapter 142 Golden Eyes Open, Snake Shadow Appears

The second floor of Hogwarts.

Zabini and the others ran up the stairs, panting.

He collapsed onto the carpet, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his mouth.

—What the hell are those things?

Is this still Halloween?

"Damn it, what kind of special training did Ethan give his members? How come they all look like humanoids?"

Nott couldn't help but curse, and when he looked down at the striped clothes covered in black handprints, his mood worsened.

Just then.

A soft footstep sounded.

Several people darted up, a hint of pain flashing in their eyes.

What's coming next?

What other surprises await them ahead?

Now, what Zabini wants most is to drag Malfoy over and make this traitor who escaped like an eel suffer with them.

The group stood ready for battle.

From the darkness before them, a circular figure slowly emerged – it was Neville Longbottom.

Instantly.

The group immediately relaxed.

Zabini grinned, looking at Navi's uneasy expression, and sneered:

"Looks like Ethan Vincent's out of options, actually sending out a piece of trash like you! It's laughable!"

The tall, muscular girl, Milison, laughed heartily, her fat body rippling like water.

Neville's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "No, don't underestimate me!"

To underestimate him is to underestimate Ethan, who personally accepted him into the organization and trained them.

Only Ethan would treat him as an equal and not think he was unworthy of being a Gryffindor.

He must not let Ethan down.

The thought of the past two months of training sent a chill down Neville's spine.

Some memories were automatically blocked by the brain, leaving only everyone's painful and frantic groans.

Neville remembered Ethan saying to him earnestly:

Suffering is torment, but torment is also a blessing. Do not be afraid; this is a great test, a blessing upon others.

[You'll understand the fun once you try it.]

That's right.

He is ready to spread grace.

Neville raised his eyes, forcing himself to look directly at the Slytherins.

Then he put his finger in his mouth and whistled loudly.

"Shut up!"

Flint said impatiently, raising his wand.

At this time.

They suddenly noticed.

The wall is moving.

As if it had come to life, it cast a constantly writhing shadow on the ground.

What is this?

"The fluorescent light is flashing!"

Points of white light appeared.

When they saw what was on the wall, they held their breath!

First, the devil's vine!

A deluge of devil's vines!

This devil vine is some kind of variant, it's purple!

It clung to the wall like a vein, pulsating and throbbing.

Moreover, it is not afraid of light.

Upon seeing the light, they became even more excited and pounced on it!

"No, don't come any closer! Explosion!"

"Idiot! Do you want to blow us up too?!"

"I...I can't breathe—"

Nawi watched as the group was quickly engulfed by the mutated demonic vine tentacles.

His lips trembled slightly, then a smile appeared on his face.

Haha, I, I'm not afraid of you at all!

Unfortunately, Ethan had given instructions not to let them be completely wiped out.

You must enter the third floor completely intact.

Neville thought regretfully.

He took two biting cabbages out of his pocket, placed them on the ground, patted their leaves, and whispered, "Go."

"Don't kill him."

In the middle of the round cabbage leaves, the gaping fangs opened and closed with a snapping sound.

It leaped and pounced on Slytherin.

This adds a new flavor to these screams.

Outside of Hogwarts.

Looking at the horrific scene on the water screen.

All the students were stunned.

The Weasley twins are one thing, and Cedric using "stun" as a physical attack is another.

But who the hell is Neville Longbottom?!

Gryffindor.

Dean Thomas, who shared a dorm room with Neville, murmured:

"Neville—when did he become so amazing?"

Neville was always seen leaving early and returning late, looking dazed and covered in filth.

They even mocked Nave, saying he'd gone off to be Ethan's punching bag.

Unexpectedly, just two months later, he was able to defeat five Slytherins in a 1v5 battle, leaving them crying for their mothers!

plant?

Plants are also part of strength!

Dean was in so much pain that his face contorted in agony.

It's confirmed.

Ethan's Beacon Society is probably Hogwarts' talent development program!

Professor, we want to learn too!

In front.

Dumbledore exclaimed in surprise, "That color of devil's vine—is it a new variety? I've never seen it before!"

Professor Sprout, a herbalist, was also surprised: "Indeed!"

"Moreover, to my shame, this wasn't someone I taught."

"Over the past two months, Longbottom has certainly learned a lot from me—but I never imagined he would actually succeed in cultivating a new variety of Ghost Vine!"

Of course, there was a reason why no one had cultivated it before.

How can the devil vine be made unafraid of fire and light?

What's the difference between this and breeding cold-resistant mosquitoes?

Sprout remarked, "It seems Neville has a more capable teacher who can better unlock his potential."

Dumbledore nodded: "Let the mischievous twins learn the Explosive Charm in rapid succession, and let Cedric, who excels in close combat, use armor and weapons—"

"Let Longbottom, who was interested in herbs, breed mutant plants."

"Hehehe, it seems that Ethan is really putting his heart into cultivating his Enlightenment Society."

"I have to add twenty points to Ravenclaw's score."

That is.

The direction of training has gone a bit astray.

Dumbledore stared at Slytherin, who was suffering ultimate torment in the Devil's Vine.

"By the way," Dumbledore suddenly said, speaking slowly, "regarding the attitude of those Slytherin students towards Longbottom just now."

Professor Snape: "—"

I'm drenched in sweat.

These idiots!!

Helpless, Snape could only grit his teeth and deduct five points from his house.

Five points each.

Hogwarts has three floors.

Five salted fish were lying paralyzed.

I am no longer able to fight.

Everyone's eyes were glazed over.

It was thoroughly ravaged.

"—No, don't give up!" Zabini gritted his teeth and struggled to his feet.

"Those Ethan's members are strange, but we ultimately made it to the final checkpoint through our own efforts!"

"Are we just going to give up like this?!"

"We carry the honor of Slytherin on our shoulders!!"

His impassioned words acted like a shot of adrenaline, piercing the veins of the group.

They looked at each other and got up from the ground one by one.

Yes! We can't give up!

Hope is just around the corner; the other students are still watching us!

Let them see that Slytherin will never submit to Ethan!

A spark of fighting spirit and hope ignited in their eyes.

"Last floor, keep going!"

Zabini waved his hand.

He stared at Flint and Crabbe, his feet rooted to the ground, completely still.

Flint: "—"

Is this how you refuel?

The group rallied, encouraged each other, and cautiously made their way down the corridor.

However, after traveling for most of the way, they did not encounter a single person or any danger.

—Did Ethan forget to set up the third floor?

Where is Ethan himself?

Just then.

"What is that?!"

Millison suddenly yelled and shoved his fat finger into his mouth in terror.

A pale figure lay on the ground ahead.

Like a ghost that has fallen to the ground.

The group cautiously approached.

To my astonishment, it turned out to be a blonde girl wearing a white top who had fainted on the ground!

"I remember, Van was following Ethan."

Zabini muttered to himself, poking the girl's upper body with his toe.

Why is there no reaction at all?

Is it going to suddenly jump up and scare people?

However, on the other hand...

Looking at the images on the water screen, Dumbledore suddenly frowned.

Something seems off.

next second.

Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, the shadows of the Slytherins approached.

Moved.

It was as if the entire wall had come to life.

It was slowly, slowly wriggling.

But this time...

But it is not the devil's vine.

In an instant.

It was as if a giant hand had reached out, silencing the sound and choking everyone.

The scene fell silent instantly.

They stared wide-eyed at the enormous creature that revealed its dark scales.

An overwhelming fear struck their minds, beyond their comprehension, and they froze.

What kind of "monster" is that?

!!!

Dumbledore's pupils contracted sharply, and he raised his wand to try and dispel the water curtain of the castle!

However, it was still too late.

Under the watchful eyes of almost all the students at Hogwarts.

A huge golden eye emanated from the writhing, dark snake's body.

Suddenly opened.