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

Chapter 55 Professor McGonagall's Faith Is Being Tested

The cold wind howled.

It stretched between Ethan and the professor, lifting their hair and robes.

Professor McGonagall shuddered and began to reactivate her tired and sluggish brain.

Her gaze swept past Penelope, who also looked bewildered, and landed on Ethan.

I tried to discern something from his pure and innocent face, but to no avail.

Finally, he could only ask in a hoarse voice, "What... exactly happened?"

How did a selection competition turn out like this?

Ethan, why are you just watching?!

Upon hearing this...

Ethan's smile deepened.

He didn't answer, but instead took out the obsidian ring from the leather bag that had been enchanted with a blemish-free stretching spell.

I wonder if it's just Ethan's imagination.

He felt that the ring seemed even more dull and lackluster than it had been at first.

Even the magic that had been faintly present had almost disappeared.

In Ethan's leather bag were his precious paintings.

For example, "The Ghoul's Dinner" and "The Striptease Frenzy".

If the ring had a mind of its own, it must have been tired of admiring his paintings.

Ethan thought to himself, not paying any attention.

He showed the ring to Professor McGonagall and said:

"Professor, these are the spoils I brought back from the cave."

! !

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened suddenly as she stared in disbelief at the obsidian gold ring.

She waved her wand, and a point of light appeared from it, the mark they had placed for all the treasures.

But—how is that possible?!

Ethan didn't move an inch; he never left the starting point!

How did he get this ring?!

Not only Professor McGonagall, but other professors were also discussing the matter with astonishment:

"Merlin, am I mistaken? Mr. Vincent has never entered the cave!"

"The magic he used was something even our professor couldn't have imagined... Sigh, there's no end to learning, no end to learning."

"Professor Flitwick, your house has produced a genius! Nurture him well, and he might just be the next Dumbledore."

"Hahaha~"

Professor Flitwick chuckled sheepishly, then scratched his head, his face flushed.

After being praised like that, he felt that Ethan was about to receive the school's special contribution award and reach the pinnacle of his life.

And incidentally, the entire Ravenclaw school will be included as well.

"Wait—so, Mr. Vincent has passed the selection competition?!"

One professor exclaimed in astonishment.

"Gorgons on the run! According to the rules, as long as they get the spoils, they're automatically selected..."

However, according to the normal procedure...

We should first pass the toad's test to enter the cave.

After going through a series of twists and turns, you will finally obtain the treasure and successfully complete the game.

When the rules were set previously.

No one expected that a student would get the loot without even entering the cave!

This...this skipped a level, didn't it?!

Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes, staring dangerously at Ethan, and slowly said, "Mr. Vincent, did you cause this chaos?"

Penelope looked at Ethan nervously.

Ethan tilted his head.

He frowned, revealing a troubled expression.

Like a child who has been misunderstood, not knowing how to defend himself.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall paused and pursed her lips.

Was my tone a bit too harsh just now...?

Yes, no matter how dark Ethan is, he wouldn't do something like blowing up an exam hall.

That's way too difficult.

Ethan is only in first grade.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Ethan said shyly, "You don't need to compliment me, it will make me embarrassed."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

Damn it, it really is you, kid?!

And what's so praiseworthy about that?!

"You—cough, cough cough!"

Professor McGonagall choked on her breath, pointed at Ethan with a trembling hand, and bent over, coughing violently.

The professor and students beside her rushed forward to help her pat her back.

the other side.

Professor Flitwick lowered his hand, silently stepped back, and shrank back.

You didn't see me, you didn't see me...

In full view of everyone, Ethan raised his hand and said with enjoyment:

"The impact on the world begins here."

"This magnificent fireworks display will mark the beginning of a new world!"

Everyone: "..."

Are you going to blow up the world?!

And those fireworks of yours, they're all curses we set off!

At this moment, they didn't know how to complain.

The warm, ivory-like moonlight fell on Ethan's face.

It was as if a thin, shimmering veil had been draped over him, making his figure appear as holy and magnificent as an angel.

When they were met by those cobalt blue eyes, they trembled slightly.

...The rise of the devil.

"Besides," Ethan continued, "I didn't break any rules. In fact, I obtained the token on my own."

"Isn't this something to be proud of?"

Ethan smiled slightly.

"..."

The professors fell silent.

indeed.

Without taking a single step, they acquired the spoils of war using unknown methods.

Moreover, Ethan is only a first-year wizard who has only been in school for a few months.

While other children their age were still learning the Alohomora opening spell, Ethan had already invented the strange magic of "portals".

Given time, it will definitely be recorded in the Hogwarts Chronicle.

He even got history books to be rewritten for him.

Many professors have figured out the key to this.

Although they were in the ivory tower of Hogwarts, they were not as snobbish as the former Potions professor.

But that doesn’t mean they are completely ignorant of social etiquette.

Geniuses are always different, so what's wrong with blowing up the exam room?

No one died, right?

Uh—there's this young man from Ravenclaw named Sean Max who unfortunately got hit on the head by a stone pillar and has been in a coma ever since.

I was awarded a seat in the school clinic.

"Mr. Vincent did not break any rules... although we did not set any such rules in the first place."

"He has spoils of war, so he should be selected."

"Even ordinary students can't cause trouble in the exam room, which just proves that Mr. Vincent has that ability."

"Sparrow-eating talent—other schools should also be shown this skill."

—Let Ethan participate in the challenge and wreak havoc on other schools!

The professors exchanged a knowing glance.

Professor McGonagall was indignant to see her colleague let Ethan off so easily.

Although everyone is saying:

How much trouble can Ethan cause? Will he become the next Dark Lord?

Professor McGonagall initially thought so too.

But as time went on—or more precisely, as Ethan's antics escalated.

She became increasingly uneasy.

Fortunately, though.

Professor Quirrell is about to be discharged from the hospital. When that happens, he'll give Ethan a fair and just punishment.

Professor McGonagall expressed this hope.

Ethan: "So, I passed the selection process, right?"

A moment of silence.

After consulting with the other professors, Professor McGonagall finally nodded:

"Hmm. Congratulations, Mr. Vincent, you are now qualified to participate in the Secret Realm Search Challenge."

"Yay!"

Looking at Ethan's joyful smile, Professor McGonagall felt that her beliefs were being tested.

Howl! It's a cute attack!

She turned around abruptly, and together with the other professors, lifted the injured student and strode quickly toward Hogwarts.

His back view even gave the impression of fleeing in panic.

Ethan noticed.

As he left, the girl in the Slytherin robes with a dark gold ponytail turned back and gave him a deep look.

Then, he turned and left.

Even though it was covered in slime, its posture remained upright and noble.

It seems... to be Gemma Farley, the current Slytherin prefect?

Ethan thought to himself indifferently.

He put the ring away and tossed it back into the leather bag.

【No--】

The barely perceptible roar vanished in an instant, falling back into the dark bag.

"call--"

Ethan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling completely refreshed.

Confirming his selection put his mind at ease to some extent.

It's a bit of a shame that I didn't achieve soul fusion.

It seems that although they enjoyed the fireworks, they didn't get to experience the charm of the painting.

That's still too conservative.

Ethan plans to continue his efforts in the official challenge.

Ideally, we should improve the integration level in one fell swoop to meet the second condition for promotion!