chsdbacks Chapter 123 [Lamp] Faith Power Increased! "Breaking the Shell" Progress Improved
Chapter 123 [Lamp] Faith Power Increased! "Breaking the Shell" Progress Improved
Chapter 124 [Lamp] Faith Power Increased! "Breaking the Shell" Progress Improved
"What are you doing?!"
A startled shout rang out.
Ethan looked up from the freshmen who were beginning to revisit the core spirit of the Enlightenment Society.
In the dim light, Professor McGonagall's tall, thin figure could be vaguely seen.
Ethan: "Would you like a club promotional poster too, Professor?"
Professor McGonagall: "I don't want this! Did you do this, Ethan? Turn off that light!"
Ethan declared righteously, "The light is the truth, and our unwavering belief must not be extinguished, Professor."
Professor McGonagall:
"......
You think you're so reasonable?!
She was both shocked and furious; Harry and Ron arriving in their flying car last night was infuriating enough.
This morning, I saw that the auditorium had been transformed into a "pilgrimage chapel"!
The dazzling golden light was like the sun shining brightly in the sky.
But there was no heat, only that cold, blinding radiance.
And in the light that shrouded the entire auditorium.
The stiff chanting could be faintly heard again.
Welcome to the Enlightenment Club... Here you can find...
Welcome to the Enlightenment Club....
Welcome to the Enlightenment Society...
The chanting sounds overlapped and came from all directions.
Professor McGonagall: I can't see. Is this a cult gathering?
And now.
The "leader" even asked her in a gentle voice if she wanted to join them.
Professor McGonagall: "The use of magic that harms others is forbidden on campus—no, it's not allowed off campus either!"
"I must deduct from Ravenclaw's account—"
Before he could finish speaking...
A kind and aged voice then rang out:
"Alright, Professor McGonagall. It was just a student's little joke, don't be so harsh."
As he spoke, the magic wand was waved.
The brilliant light gradually faded away.
The students who had been misled by the posters have now come to their senses.
They looked at each other in panic.
Sensing that the card's effect was being suppressed, Ethan raised an eyebrow.
He looked at Principal Dumbledore, who was walking towards him with a smile.
Old Deng is still quite capable.
"Could I have a poster too, even if it's just for an old man?"
Dumbledore reached out, took a poster, and examined it carefully for a while.
He sighed:
"An enhanced version of the fluorescent glow, a little curse that's not allowed at all, and a drawing paper with intense magical fluctuations—"
"Then, using painting techniques, you combine numerous elements into the image, outlining the magic patterns with overlapping lines. Is this how you created it?"
Ethan nodded: "I have already self-studied the ancient magical literature course, which was my elective in the third year."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding students gasped!
She's only in second grade and she's already self-taught all of this? And she can apply it perfectly to her artwork, achieving effects that ordinary spells can't!
Even among the older students, they were still at the "translation" stage, with no real application whatsoever!
Ethan, what's your blood relation to Merlin?!
The look of approval in Dumbledore's eyes was even stronger.
"The emergence of simplified spells has made fewer and fewer wizards willing to spend time studying the complex magic of the past."
"However, it seems that sometimes complex things can also exert greater power."
Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall and said:
"Isn't it enough that we encourage this kind of proactive behavior? Should we suppress it instead?"
Although the final result was a little too extreme.
Dumbledore: "So I think we should give Ravenclaw ten points instead, for Ethan's creative poster."
? !
Creative poster?
It should be a poster of a dead person!
Not only Professor McGonagall, but even Prefect Penelope was astonished, her mouth agape.
She exchanged glances with the Ravenclaw students who had come to hear the news.
Then, looking at the academy hourglass that was much taller, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
Good start!
They, Ravenclaw, were the first house to receive bonus points!
You turned on the light!
The wider dissemination of lamps has infused the painting "Breaking Out of the Shell" with power.
[Current hatching progress: 15%]
When it reaches 100%, "Hatching" will be further upgraded.
Ethan's eyes lit up slightly.
It can even be upgraded!
Unlike other paintings that are upgraded by adding more powerful spells or changing painting materials.
"Breaking Out of the Shell" absorbs the power of faith.
Indeed, the right way is to vigorously develop the club!
[Soul Fusion Level Increased]
[49%→50%]
[Soul fusion level has reached its limit. Please complete the advancement requirements as soon as possible!]
Suddenly, a surge of magic power coursed through his body, and Ethan could feel a force blocking it.
Once it exceeds 50%, it will inevitably erupt like a flood bursting its banks!
Ethan smiled and said, "Thank you for your encouragement, Headmaster Dumbledore."
"I will continue to work hard."
Dumbledore: "--- Well, just do what you can."
Professor McGonagall kept a straight face and remained silent.
She always felt a sense of worry and unease.
Light without heat is a sign of powerlessness and inhumanity.
Ethan wants to use the community to further expand his influence at Hogwarts.
If this continues, I feel like Ethan will eventually give them a big surprise. And just then...
"-oh oh-?"
On the ground, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, who had been unconscious, slowly regained consciousness.
He raised his head in confusion, looking at the people around him who were looking down at him.
Ethan said kindly, "You're awake?"
"Thank you for creating the poster for me; it seems to be very effective."
"......"
Lockhart was taken aback.
The memory from just now flooded his mind, causing his cheeks to flush red!
Merlin's Tortoise Shell Binding! What did he just do?!
I actually got tricked by that brat in front of everyone—that thing is way too weird!
Lockhart felt a lingering pain in his brain.
Ethan: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn't taken me to Knockturn Alley, I wouldn't have been able to find such extraordinary art supplies."
Ethan tilted his head and said innocently:
"You must have had a very rewarding trip, right?"
Lockhart: "..—"
DoubleKill (Critical Hit x2)!
A bountiful harvest?
When he passed out at the clam bar, some thief somehow stripped him naked!
They're losing a lot of money!!
"...Yes, of course!"
Lockhart retorted stubbornly.
He got up, straightened his back, and said loudly:
"You're welcome, Ethan! Of course, I was deliberately playing along to make the performance work. Actually, I expected all of this!"
Lockhart grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth.
Unfortunately, given his disheveled appearance, his words sounded very unbelievable.
Professor McGonagall simply rolled her eyes at him.
Lockhart's smile became even more strained as he sensed the suspicious gazes of the students around him.
Ethan Vincent... he's practically his nemesis!
Lockhart felt as if he had returned to his school days.
At that time, Hogwarts was a place where many talented people emerged, shining brightly among them.
I am nothing, not even a piece of trash.
This "dirty gang fight" came to an end with Dumbledore's intervention.
The auditorium was able to see again, and Ethan's promotional posters were taken away under the guise of "research".
However, the glorious achievements of the [Beacon of Enlightenment Society] have left a profound mark on everyone's memory and retinas.
Hermione: "I absolutely have to join the Beacon of Faith!"
Ron: "...Hermione, the wine glass is on your left, why are you grabbing at the plate?"
Is he blind?
The Weasley Twins: "We've hidden a poster! Let's take a look—Welcome to the Beacon of Light Society—."
The publicity was very effective.
Ethan was very satisfied with the result.
There will surely be many people visiting the ancient city of Sein when the time comes, right?
On the bulletin board.
The poster of the Enlightenment Club retains some of its brilliance.
Among a sea of flashy posters, its simple and unadorned style shines brightly, standing out remarkably.
Coincidentally.
It completely obscured the poster of the Gaobushi Club next to it.
President Wallace of Gobushi: "...—
Ethan—!!!
"Damn it, the Gaobushi Club was already a niche club. Now we're even harder to recruit—it's just a few of us stinky guys left. We're going to be lonely forever!"
Wallace looked at Ethan, who was surrounded by girls, with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Even though he diligently changed the foul-smelling juice sprayed by Gaobushi into vegetable juice.
But still, not many people joined the club.
Maybe they felt that staying indoors playing pinball was too much of a shut-in thing.
Suddenly.
Hey!
Wallace hatched a plan!
Ethan once said he didn't need that many people to join the gang—and probably not many people could pass the test of the ancient city of Sein.
So, could I try to steal Ethan's girlfriend?