bookbashuk Chapter 431 A Loving Father? Which loving father are you referring to? Ethan: It's time to make
Chapter 431 A Loving Father? Which loving father are you referring to? Ethan: It's time to make
Chapter 431 A Loving Father? Which loving father are you referring to? Ethan: It's time to make Hogwarts stand up again.
This statement came out.
It was like casting a mass petrification spell.
All the students, including most of the professors, were stunned in their seats!
"puff!"
Professor Snape spat out a mouthful of red wine, ignoring the disheveled state of his chin, and stared in shock at the figure!
Pupils dilated!
He only learned from Dumbledore that he would finally be able to take on the role of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year.
He wanted to show off to Ethan, but he never expected this.
This kid actually transformed himself into the headmaster of Hogwarts?!
This is fucking super evolution!
Doesn't the school board have any objections?!
Oh, the school board is entirely controlled by the Malfoy family, then it's alright.
Realizing what was happening, Professor Snape slammed his fork into the table with a loud bang!
He clenched his teeth, feeling incredibly angry!
The thought of having to work for this madman made Snape's vision go black.
...The gifts of fate always come with a hidden price tag.
Is it too late to resign now?!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the faculty seating area, Professor Flitwick, the Dean of Ravenclaw, was being stared at intently by intense gazes.
He then crawled under the table.
...Ravenclaw has produced a wealth of talent, especially this year.
After a few seconds of deathly silence.
Ethan tilted his head, looking at the students below who were dumbfounded, and kindly reminded them, "No need to hold back, you can applaud now."
Students:
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The darkest year in Hogwarts history has arrived!! (Just kidding)
This sentence jolted everyone awake, making them realize that they were not having a nightmare.
And yet, we are living in a reality that is even more absurd than a dream!
A new student, eyes shining with excitement, exclaimed, "Wow! Is this Hogwarts? It's so inclusive! You can even see the Dark Lord as headmaster!"
Michael opened his mouth in a daze, then muttered, "The most awesome episode of Ravenclaw...it really brought glory to our Ravenclaw."
"Blood Mother Hell..."
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Ron stared blankly, as if he could see his great-great-great-grandfather beckoning to him from the other side.
"Ethan is the headmaster of Hogwarts? This world seems a bit too crazy."
Hermione's eyes lit up: "Oh my god! Ethan is the youngest headmaster in Hogwarts history! He'll definitely be remembered in history!"
He has been recorded in history.
Harry emphasized his words, looking at Ethan, who was shining brightly on the podium.
This former savior has lost all his strength and means.
He muttered listlessly, "Great! With Ethan around, we don't have to wait for Voldemort or Death. We'll be seeing the underworld soon."
On the stage.
Ethan also noticed the students' confusion and fear.
Yes, such outstanding talents, and suddenly they say they can be their principal.
Everyone must be so surprised and overwhelmed.
Perhaps they are even worried that they will not meet the requirements of an excellent principal.
"It's okay, don't be nervous."
Ethan spoke gently.
His joyful gaze swept over the little lambs below the stage... cough, his dear students.
"I will teach you like a loving father, so that you may gain abundant knowledge in joy."
"Sigh, speaking of which, I've always thought that Hogwarts' teaching methods are too rigid."
Ethan suddenly let out a heavy sigh.
Clenching his fists, he slammed them on the table with a look of utter disappointment, and said with a pained expression, "Demstrang is already experimenting with dark wizards, and Beauxbatons is actively researching bloodline secrets."
"Inifamni in the US, Ouagadougou in Africa—schools are breaking with tradition and exploring uncharted frontiers!"
"And what about us? What do we at Hogwarts have?"
"—There's a mad, eccentric artist."
Ron muttered under his breath.
Ethan slammed his fist on the table with a loud thud, shouting passionately, "We at Hogwarts still follow tradition!"
Even now, no one knows how many secrets this castle holds. The marks of time have gradually eroded the stone walls.
"Of course, I'm not saying Professor Dumbledore is bad. This problem is age-related; it's accumulated over generations!"
Ethan turned his head and nodded considerately to Dumbledore, who was standing to the side.
The latter maintained that kind smile.
A sense of relaxation, like "Hehe, I'm retired."
"so!"
Ethan clenched his fist in front of his chest, his cobalt blue eyes gleaming beneath the pure white mask.
"During my tenure, I will not only change the teaching methods to make your courses more up-to-date."
"We must be thorough, uncover the secrets of this castle, and completely transform it."
"Let Hogwarts, which holds our precious memories, become the strongest bastion to protect us in the great war."
Make Hogwarts great again.
Ethan's eyes were blazing.
He wasn't just talking; he already had a clear concept and plan.
The personal puppet assistant is part of the grand plan.
In the original story, Hogwarts had absolutely no protective measures during several major battles.
In the end, only a few suits of armor and stone blocks came in handy.
It was also half destroyed by the bomb.
"How can a school with a history of thousands of years be so vulnerable? It needs a complete upgrade."
"Perfect! Let's use our newly acquired fourth-tier painting skills to breathe new life into Hogwarts."
This time, the canvas is the entire castle!
Ethan smirked, eager to make his mark.
He still has the blueprints for the fortresses built by the fairies during the great fairy war.
Along the way, you might even find clues about the other half of Death's remains.
Ethan shifted his gaze slightly, glancing at the corner of the Slytherin table.
There sat a "familiar" figure.
I once met a hunchbacked girl in Diagon Alley.
Ethan didn't recall having such a uniquely-looking child in this year's admission list.
Things are getting more and more interesting!
Ethan narrowed his eyes and looked away.
Ignoring the chaotic murmurs below, he continued, "By the way, Professor Slughorn will be teaching our Potions class this year."
"And our outstanding graduate, Miss Gemma Farley, was invited to assist Professor Snape in managing Slytherin House."
Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome these two new members!
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Sparse applause rose from below the stage.
The students looked bewildered, as if they were watching a troll perform a poetry recitation.
Miss Gemma & Professor Slughorn:
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Were we just incidental?
That was a good introduction; you don't need to do it again next time.
Amidst the murmurs and discussions...
No one noticed that a dark blue figure was leaning halfway out from the edge of the Ravenclaw table.
With those sorrowful eyes, she gazed at the boy on the stage.
She parted her lips slightly and murmured, "If it were him, perhaps he could do it..."
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