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

Chapter 133 Ethan's Initial Club Members Are a Bit Tough

Chapter 134 Ethan's Initial Club Members Are a Bit Tough

"roar!!"

Cerberus lunged forward, its jet-black mane flying like flames, exuding an aura of oppression!

Under Ethan's orders.

Although the three-headed dog recognized the girl ahead, its momentum did not diminish.

The twisted claws were about to pounce on Luna.

Everyone squinted and held their breath, unable to bear looking directly at him.

I have absolutely no idea what this "crazy girl" is trying to do.

After all, Luna had shimmering blonde hair, a fair complexion, a gentle and warm demeanor, and an appearance that was serene and intelligent.

Even Ethan might misjudge people sometimes.

At this critical moment.

Luna whispered:

"The wall flew in."

next moment.

The robes binding the wall suddenly tightened!

In a flash.

The effect of this absurd spell was that it made Luna fly into the air!

"roar!"

The three-headed dog's fangs brushed against the sole of Luna's leather shoes.

Luna's graceful figure was reflected in the six wide-open eyes.

Her golden hair flew in the wind, and her skirt, embroidered with a flying boat pattern, fluttered slightly.

Luna gripped the rope that her robe had transformed into tightly—by exam standards, it was absolutely unacceptable.

The rope still retained the texture of the black robe, making it look rather odd.

However, it's good enough.

Luna squinted, feeling the gentle breeze on her face, and couldn't help but smile.

With a thud.

Luna tumbled headfirst into the wall.

When he got up again, his hair was messy and his face was dirty.

But he waved his hand down with great joy.

"Snoring"

The three-headed dog growled and couldn't help wagging its tail.

He noticed a sharp gaze coming from behind him.

Suddenly jolted awake, he ran off to chase after the person with renewed vigor and grandeur.

Soon, screams of agony echoed from the depths.

The other students stared blankly at Luna, three words flashing through their minds: "This is allowed?!"

No, how did they even do that?!

Hermione stared, mouth agape, utterly dumbfounded.

I stared in disbelief at the figure behind the fence.

I just felt like I saw a bug.

She quickly deduced the principle behind "Luna's flight" in her mind.

The key lies in the phrase "the wall flew in".

It is only natural.

The wall connecting to the ancient city is definitely not something one can fly over.

Therefore, two possible outcomes arise: one is that the spell fails and nothing happens.

Another one.

It means flying there yourself.

Shorten the distance to the object being targeted.

It flew in from a different direction.

Hermione remembered that there was a Muggle concept called "action" and "reaction".

But damn it!

I've never seen Muggle mechanics applied in the magical world before!

This is so unconventional!

Magic, to a certain extent, is the power of the mind.

You need to clearly outline the goal you want to achieve in your mind.

Even though Hermione witnessed firsthand an unusual use of the "Summoning Charm".

She could neither agree with it nor replicate it.

·foul!

Coach, she fouled!

Hermione looked at Ethan in a hurry.

But on the latter's face, I saw a bright expression of admiration.

Ethan's cobalt blue eyes were fixed on Luna, a slight smile playing on his lips, his face radiant.

It's as if I've seen someone like myself.

Ignoring their formidable strength, their madness is somewhat similar to Luna's.

Hermione was stunned.

I felt inexplicably uneasy.

—Hmph, anyway.

She would never condone such cheating behavior!

Luna stood on the high platform.

I rubbed against the fence, and a bit of brown residue fell onto my fingertip.

"Indeed, everything here is like a painting."

Luna murmured.

Looking up, I met the stares of people below who looked at me like I was an alien.

Luna knew that many people wanted to catch up with Ethan, the Hufflepuff youth, and Hermione from Gryffindor.

They desperately wanted to prove themselves to Ethan and catch up with him.

"Well, it's okay even if we can't catch up."

Luna said softly, her blonde hair brushing against her lake-like, serene face.

"I still have my own path to walk. If we happen to be on similar routes, then let's travel together."

not to mention.

The moon doesn't need to chase the stars, because they are already in the same night sky.

When the three minutes are up.

Luna smiled.

He very ungracefully climbed over the fence and, amidst gasps of surprise, jumped down.

Ethan reached out his hand to her.

Those cobalt blue eyes, as always, looked at her with the same eyes one would use to look at an ordinary person.

"Hey."

Ethan used his magic to lift Luna up.

He took Luna's hand and gently placed her on the ground.

"That's fantastic, Luna," Ethan laughed. "A brilliant idea."

"Actually, I'm still wondering if anyone will discover the ingenious use of that platform."

That's the historical site where Professor Quirrell once drank two "dung stones".

Ethan was filled with emotion.

Luna said cheerfully, "Then it seems we're thinking the same thing."

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

"I'm so envious!"

Ron murmured, staring intently at Ethan and Luna.

"Oh right! Take notes!"

Ron snapped back to his senses and frantically rummaged over his body.

But then he suddenly remembered that he would never carry this thing with him.

So all I could do was stare wide-eyed, trying to imprint this scene in my mind for future practice.

Harry joked, "Did you notice a key factor?"

Ron quickly asked, "What?"

Harry: "Looks."

Ron: "...—Get lost!"

As he said this, he became dejected.

Looking at the invigorating potion in his hand.

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, like pouring wine, and then gave a loud snort afterward.

This made Harry laugh nonstop.

Ethan: "There are three selected in this group!"

"The Weasley twins, Ron, blushed as they worked together to kill all the other students and used a dung bomb to force Cerberus to retreat."

Amidst friendly laughter.

The Weasley twins removed their hats and bowed, saying, "You flatter us, you flatter us!"

"And," Ethan continued, "Luna Lovegood, the Ravenclaw freshman who cleverly evaded her pursuers!"

this time.

Two or three seconds passed before a sparse round of applause broke out.

"A witch younger than Hermione—"

Someone muttered.

Hermione, overhearing this, pursed her lips in even greater resentment.

Ron comforted him, "Hey, don't be upset. You're better than her."

Hermione turned her head away: "Don't talk to me, you loser."

Ron: "...—

He glanced at Hermione, who had passed the test, and then at Harry, who had already been chosen.

He slumped to the ground in despair and took another sip from the dried-up medicine bottle.

Hermione stared intently at Luna standing next to Ethan, thinking:

I will never admit defeat!

In the future, I will definitely be the one who has the strength to create a great enterprise with Ethan!

—Hmm? Wait a minute.

What is the grand enterprise that Ethan wants to create?

Hermione fell into deep thought.

The remaining students gathered in the third group and began the assessment.

Surprisingly, the only person selected in this group was Neville Longbottom.

With that round face, no one would think he was a chubby little boy from Gryffindor.

He used vines to firmly bind himself to the corridor, avoiding being slapped down by the three-headed dog, and played dead until the very end.

Now, everyone was stuck in Bengbu.

What was the initial lineup of Ethan's Beacon of Light club?!

Hermione Granger, the "know-it-all," and the famous Savior are relatively normal.

The Weasley twins, the pranksters; Luna, the "crazy girl"; and Neville Longbottom, the most cowardly Gryffindor.

Why are they all notorious problem students?!

Can this club really be run well?

Ethan had not expected that the initial members would actually select such outstanding individuals.

—Indeed, capable people attract each other.

Ethan thought deeply.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Finally, in recognition of Cedric's heroic act, and as a result of passing the assessment, he is hereby granted admission to the society."

Upon hearing this, Cedric's eyes widened.

Ethan before my eyes seemed to suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!

"Yes, yes!"

Cedric immediately stood at attention.

He shouted excitedly:

"I will definitely not let you down, Ethan!!"

Ethan picked at his ears, which had gone numb from the shock.

Okay. Very energetic.

"at last."

Ethan slowly turned his head, his doll-like, inorganic gaze landing on a figure hiding in the corner:

"As for those who came here but did not participate in the assessment—congratulations, you have triggered the hidden grand prize."

"Enjoying a pleasant stroll through the ancient city with Cerberus."

"No time limit."

"How was it, Senior Wallace?"

President Gao Bushi, whose name was called out, shuddered violently, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.

He looked at the silent crowd parting, and at the terrifying monster slowly approaching him.

He murmured tremblingly:

"No, I had no other intentions, I just... just wanted to come and see—"

"Ethan, you understand your senior, right—ah!"

Wallace was suddenly pulled down by the three-headed dog.

Clutching his robe, he dragged it toward the gleaming spikes of the ancient city!

"No, no—!"

Wallace panicked and shouted in terror to those around him:

"Help me, help me! I didn't do anything!"

Seeing that everyone was just silently looking down at him, Wallace broke down.

All I wanted to do was use Ethan's connections to recruit some people for my group!

Shouldn't juniors help seniors?

"Don't you all think something's wrong?! What kind of bizarre induction test is this?!"

"This is so strange, so terrifying!!"

The students exchanged glances and said, "Actually—it's quite fun."

"Yeah. Although it was really scary at first, looking back now, it was a really exciting game."

After all, it's just a normal ancient city.

It wasn't built in Ethan's usual flesh-and-blood style.

Ethan, you've finally stopped.

The gentleman is kind.

The students were all deeply moved.

Wallace was stunned by the expressions on their faces.

Then, a sense of fear crept up my spine.

"They've gone mad—they've all gone mad—!"

Wallace turned and called out to Professor Lockhart, who had remained silent:

"Professor! Professor Lockhart! Make that madman stop! Why are you just standing there?!"

however.

Professor Lockhart merely shook himself up and lowered his head even further.

It looked as if it wanted to blend into the stone wall.

At this point, the light in Wallace's eyes completely disappeared.

—You shouldn't have messed with Ethan Vincent in the first place.

He slumped down, his head bowed in despair, having lost all strength and willpower, and let himself be dragged into the dark ancient city by the three-headed dog.

I watched his figure disappear.

Ethan crossed his arms and snorted.

Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover.

No warning ≠ not knowing about it. Just because it was posted on the bulletin board, the School of Economics let that senior off the hook once.

They still haven't changed their minds and followed him to the nuclear wasteland.

Although I won't actually kill that senior, you can stay in the ancient city and have a good time with my Cerberus.

[Your teachings of the Lamp have left a deep impression on everyone!]

[Increased light brightness and beam spread!]

[The progress of "Hatching" has increased by 5%!]

[17%→22%]

[Rare lights illuminate hidden secrets]

You have found a tool that was lost in some unknown layer of history—

The Scissors That Shed Clothes