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

Chapter 11 Thanks to Malfoy for the fusion points!

"I seem to hear you making friends everywhere, esteemed Mr. Malfoy."

In the silence, Ethan spoke softly.

He raised a smile and extended his wicked hand toward Malfoy, who was trembling like a leaf.

"How about we become friends?"

"Ah...ah..."

Malfoy's eyes widened even more, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Staring at that hand, it was as if the gates of hell were opening to him, and the painful memories resurfaced in his mind.

To the astonishment of the group.

Malfoy, who had been so arrogant just moments before, suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream and turned to scramble away!

Gore and Crabbe: ? ? ?

Dude! Why did you run off first?!

The master ran away, and the two bodyguards were stunned for a moment before they could only turn around and chase after him.

"Splash!"

Hearing the commotion, the doors of the surrounding cubicles opened one after another, and people peered out curiously.

Although they didn't know what had happened, the blond boy's disheveled figure was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"I'm going to tell Professor Snape! You'll be expelled!!!"

A completely intimidating shout came from the end of the corridor.

In view of him, Malfoy stumbled and fell on his backside as he passed through the connection between the two carriages.

He was almost crushed to death by his two henchmen.

He made a complete fool of himself.

"What a pity."

Ethan regretfully withdrew his hand and said:

"I wanted to be friends with him, why did he run away?"

Ethan turned around and faced the crowd with his handsome and kind smile.

Am I scary?

"..."

They're not scary-looking.

Their personalities are just too human-like!!

Harry and Ron stood frozen in place, only one word on their minds:

That's awesome.

Just by showing his face, he was like a human killing curse, scaring Malfoy so much that he cried out for his father.

Ron started daydreaming again.

His fantasy is that he will make a heroic entrance, beat little Malfoy, who bullied his good friend, until he kneels on the ground, and drag him home...

Harry, looking conflicted, thought:

Is Ethan a good person or a bad person?

If you call him evil, then he did punish Malfoy for bullying people.

If you say he's kind... it seems he didn't even spare his own people.

Look at Neville's pale face; he's almost strangled the toad to death.

In short, they didn't let either side go.

【Ding! 】

Your art has left a deep impression; the connection between your art and people has improved!

[27% → 28%!]

Wow, it's improved again!

Ethan's eyes lit up as he looked at the subtitles that appeared before him, and he smiled with delight.

Indeed, I should make more "friends" with Mr. Malfoy in the future.

As the degree of soul fusion increased, a surge of magical heat welled up within Ethan's body.

It felt like being electrified; my nerves were tingling and crackling.

Ethan suddenly raised his hand, pointed his wand at the mess on the ground, and whispered:

"Restored to its original condition."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hazy white light shone from the tip of Ethan's staff.

The crumpled carpet was ironed flat, and the glass shattered by the "toad cannonball" spun and flew back to where it was.

The button that had come undone due to the shoving earlier was quickly sewn back on.

The toad croaked and jumped back into Neville's pocket.

As if touched by an invisible healing hand, everything returned to normal.

Finally, Ethan pointed his wand at Harry's glasses.

To Harry's horror, his broken glasses miraculously snapped back to life with a loud crack.

"Wow..." Harry paused for two seconds before quickly saying, "Th-thank you, Ethan."

"It's alright, I should have thought of that earlier."

Ethan smiled.

At that moment, a young man wearing a blue-trimmed robe walked over, his face full of admiration.

"I am Robert Hilliard, a prefect of Ravenclaw."

"I was going to scold you for fooling around on the train. But your spell worked quite well; very few freshmen can do what you do."

"Your name is Ethan Vincent, right? I've read about you. Ravenclaw welcomes excellent students like you."

Robert smiled at Ethan.

In the corridor, the students who peeked out also stared at Ethan with amazement.

Even more mischievously, some of them whistled a few times.

What was supposed to be an ordinary journey turned into a personal showcase for Ethan.

Seeing this, Hermione bit her lower lip in frustration.

Is this the difference in talent...?

She had practiced "restoring to its original state" at home, but at best she could only fix small items.

For example, glasses, teacups, etc.

Ironically, she was quite pleased with herself at the time, thinking she had done a very good job!

Hermione wanted to learn from Ethan.

But then I thought, instead of asking Ethan, this person from the underworld, I should ask the teachers in the living world at school first.

"...You'd better be careful." Hermione looked up and frowned. "That guy named Malfoy said he's going to tell the professor to expel you from Hogwarts."

Ethan: "I could also say I'm Qin Shi Huang."

Hermione: "..."

She glared fiercely at Ethan.

Like a dean of students dealing with disobedient students, he leaves with the words, "I've warned you."

Then, with a swift turn of his head, the fluffy broom head slapped Ron across the face and stomped away.

Ron covered his stinging face, his eyes wide, and said in disbelief:

"Who does she think she is? She thinks she's so great! Humph, she's not even as good as Ethan's spell."

"Um."

Harry gave a perfunctory reply and looked at Ethan with equal concern.

"Ethan, I think... she has a point."

"That Malfoy said he's going to report us, and it sounds like some of the professors have connections with their family. I'm worried... you'll be punished."

The thought of being expelled from Hogwarts and having to go back to my aunt and uncle's house was unbearable.

Harry felt like he couldn't breathe.

Ethan must be the same.

"We're good friends..."

Ethan murmured, the image of Snape's disheveled, hook-nosed old face flashing through his mind.

Hmm... he'd really like to see if Malfoy and Snape really got along better.

Snape seemed to value the keyword "Lily" more.

Ethan curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Suddenly turning to Harry, he said in a cryptic tone:

"You have very beautiful green eyes."

Harry: ? ? ?

Harry felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason as Ethan stared intently into his cobalt blue eyes.

He couldn't help but take several steps back, his back pressed tightly against the cubicle door.

Ethan: "If a professor ever gives you a hard time, just stare at him with those eyes."

"Trust me, it will work."

Before Harry could understand what Ethan meant, the train's loudspeaker came on:

Attention students, we will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the bus; we will take it to the school for you.

Before I knew it, the view outside the window had become dark.

"Okay, don't worry about me, it's alright."

Ethan laughed and waved his wand to take out the luggage.

"Hurry up and change your clothes."

Seeing Ethan's relaxed and indifferent expression, as if he didn't take the threat of being fired to heart at all.

Harry and Ron could only exchange a glance, suppress their worries, and quickly change into their school uniforms.

I hope Ethan will be alright.

However, even if it doesn't warrant expulsion...

No matter how powerful Ethan is, he can't escape the professor's punishment, right?