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

Chapter 41 Promotion Requirements! Meet one of them.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Ethan pinched the soft little face of the savior in front of him and smoothed his wind-blown hair—

After realizing that I couldn't figure it out no matter how I tried, I gave up.

It was then that Ethan noticed the group of people cosplaying as statues around the corner.

Oops, I got caught!

Ethan smiled, gave a slight bow, and said gracefully, "Good evening, Professor."

He thought for a moment, then smiled and said:

"The trolls are no longer a threat, so you don't need to worry."

Everyone: "..."

Are we worried about trolls?!

Congratulations! Your performance left a deep impression on everyone!

[Soul fusion level increased!]

[32%→33%]

It's improved again!

Ethan's eyes lit up.

After a 4% increase in soul fusion, although 1% seemed a bit small, magic power flowed out of my body like a trickle.

But Ethan could also clearly feel that the magic he had just used up had been replenished.

The slight fatigue in my body was completely swept away.

Given time, they will surely be able to break free from more constraints and unleash even greater strength.

Give the world a truly shocking experience.

Ethan's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at the wand in his hand, a sharp glint appearing in his cobalt blue eyes.

[You have met one of the promotion requirements: Perfect Brush]

[Perfect Paintbrush: Resonates perfectly with magic, allowing for smoother use of magic and perfect harmony between man and brush; it can transform magic into paint, enabling on-the-spot painting that is more powerful than ordinary paint without magic infusion.]

[Skill Lv1. Lifelike Imagination Advancement Conditions:]

【① Obtain the perfect paintbrush】

[② Soul fusion rate reaches 40%]

【③ Create a Tier 1 Purple Epic and use it】

As your skills improve, you will learn more techniques and unlock higher levels of painting.

[Note: If the golden legend is like fireworks, dazzling for a moment before fading away, then the purple epic will remain forever.]

[Regardless of class, the purple epic will endure in the long river of history, remembered by the world, just like Hogwarts itself.]

A dark blue subtitle appeared before Ethan's eyes.

His pupils contracted slightly as he carefully examined the document.

Skill upgrade...!

Lv1's lifelike imagination was achieved by inheriting the skills from his previous life.

Even so, Ethan felt it was enough.

If one were to advance further, what kind of enlightenment would one gain, and what truths about the world would one see?

Thump! Thump!

Ethan's heart pounded, and his eyes shone like stars!

He was incredibly excited about the effects of the skill upgrade!

He has already fulfilled the first condition regarding the paintbrush.

Therefore, his own magic will replace ordinary paint.

It is of great benefit when creating extraordinary paintings.

Regarding the second condition, his soul fusion rate has now reached 33%, with 7% remaining.

7% is not a small number, but Ethan felt he could achieve it within his first year.

If only there were a few more art exhibitions like the one for Halloween.

Alternatively, you could do a big job all at once.

The key is condition three – “Creating a first-tier purple epic”.

As the system says, regardless of the grade, a purple epic is a unique existence that has been passed down through the ages.

Ethan felt that his "Portal" and "Call of Eris" were already quite remarkable.

But it is still just a "golden legend".

He had absolutely no clue how to draw a higher-level purple epic.

"Let's try to increase the soul fusion level to 40% first," Ethan murmured. "Once it's increased, maybe I'll have some inspiration."

The thought flashed through my mind.

Just then.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached quickly and stopped in front of him.

Ethan looked up and met the furious Professor McGonagall's gaze.

"I...I simply can't believe it!"

Professor McGonagall was so angry she looked like Quirrell, her eyebrows raised, her eyes wide, and her whole body trembling.

"What are you thinking, Mr. Ethan Vincent! You snuck out just to challenge a troll?"

"Do you know you almost died?!"

Harry and Ron spoke up urgently, "No, Professor McGonagall, Ethan is—"

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall glared at them sharply, and the two little ones immediately shrank their necks, turning into two little quails.

"And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger. Which of you will explain to me what's going on here?!"

"..."

A silence.

Professor Snape grinned smugly, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

The infamous savior "Bro! Te" and the arrogant, wicked little painter who makes everyone grit their teeth in hatred.

Wow, they've all made it to one table!

Because Ethan usually performs exceptionally well.

In Potions class, even Snape, who was determined to find fault, couldn't find anything wrong with it.

This resulted in there being no point to deduct from the score.

On the contrary, they won quite a few games for Ravenclaw in other classes.

Finally, we've caught this kid red-handed.

Whatever the reason, Ethan attacked the professor.

Even if he had blurted out that he would give Ethan five points, under Professor McGonagall's fury, those five points would be completely deducted.

"For your performance tonight, Mr. Vincent," Professor McGonagall said, "twenty points deducted from Ravenclaw's score, and you're in detention—"

"Professor, it's me!"

A cry, trembling with tears, interrupted Professor McGonagall's words.

Hermione Granger, her eyes red-rimmed and biting her lip, said with a determined look:

"it's me."

"It's all my fault, Professor McGonagall."

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall was speechless and looked at Hermione in surprise.

Snape's smug smile, which had been waiting to see him make a fool of himself, suddenly froze.

No, there's a twist?

Once the opening statement is made, the rest becomes much easier.

Hermione took a deep breath, looked up, and feigned annoyance: "They're looking for me. I came to find the troll because I—I thought I could handle it alone."

"I've read about them in books and I know them quite well."

Hermione looked up and gazed earnestly at Professor McGonagall:

"Ethan, Harry, and Ron, they all came to see me."

"If it weren't for them, I would be dead by now."

Upon hearing this...

The scene was completely silent.

Snape's face had turned as dark as a pot lid.

"...Oh, I see."

It took Professor McGonagall a while to come to her senses.

She looked at Ethan, who remained silent, and felt her cheeks gradually burning.

It turns out that Ethan came specifically to save someone else; she had misunderstood him.

I thought Ethan was just showing off, going to challenge the giant alone.

Professor McGonagall softened, and Ethan's many past outstanding achievements came to mind.

Yes, when she came over, Harry was standing in front of Ethan.

Then Ethan cast a spell to repel the giant.

Although his behavior is a bit eccentric, he is still kind at heart.

Kind and brave, Ethan also possesses the qualities of Gryffindor.

However, in the final selection of the Sorting Hat, he chose Ravenclaw.

Just like Professor Flitwick back then.

Thinking about it this way, Ethan's ability to defeat the giant on his own actually demonstrates his extraordinary talent.

It also has the style of "Duel Master Flitwick" back in the day.

Professor McGonagall glanced sideways at Professor Flitwick.

Sure enough, obvious excitement was visible on the latter's face.

Even though we can't offer extra points now because of the atmosphere.

But later, in private, they'll definitely give Ethan a lot of credit.

Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall composed herself and said:

"If that's the case... I won't take back the points I've given Ravenclaw. Miss Granger, you silly girl, how could you possibly think you're capable of dealing with a mountain-sized monster?"

Hermione lowered her head and remained silent.

"Gryffindor will lose five points because of this. As for the three of you..."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the tense Harry and Ron, and at Ethan, whose expression had already turned calm.

"Each of you add five points to your respective house. I will inform Headmaster Dumbledore of this. You may leave now."

The words fell.

The three little ones hurriedly walked forward.

Ron was still muttering, "Deducting points from Ravenclaw! That's not fair! Ethan saved us!"

Harry quickly covered his mouth.

Turning around, he saw that Ethan hadn't followed and was still waving at him foolishly, urging him to hurry up and come over.

They completely forgot that they weren't from the same college, and the common rooms weren't in the same place.

Ethan didn't mind, since it was just a short distance along the way anyway.

He smiled and took a step forward.

At that moment, the dean of his own academy secretly tugged at his robe.

Ethan stopped and bent down obediently.

"When you go back to the common room later, would you like to show the other students your magic? That would be amazing!"

"I'll go watch it too. I think if you can do that level, then I'll have to give you extra points for your excellent control over spells."

As he spoke, Professor Flitwick gave him a sly wink, his eyes sparkling.

It was a pleasant surprise and excitement to discover such a promising talent.

Full of selfish motives.

"Cough cough."

Ahead, Professor McGonagall coughed.

"Oh, I have to go now. See you in the lounge later."

Professor Flitwick jumped up and ran away as fast as he could.

Seeing his dean so lively, Ethan couldn't help but laugh.

On the other side, Sean, who had listened to the whole thing, felt his blood rush to his head and gritted his teeth in jealousy and embarrassment.

Prefect Robert glanced at him, then turned his gaze back and said in a calm but undeniable tone:

"Don't forget to keep your promise, Mr. Sean Max."

Invite Ethan Vincent to join the club.

Regardless of whether Ethan himself will ultimately agree.