bookbashuk Chapter 430 This year's Headmaster of Hogwarts is—Ethan Vincent?!
Chapter 430 This year's Headmaster of Hogwarts is—Ethan Vincent?!
Chapter 430 This year's Headmaster of Hogwarts is—Ethan Vincent?! (Two chapters combined)
At this moment, the Aurors, who were enveloped in the white mist, were in a state of panic.
"Isn't the Farri family always neutral? How come their daughter would publicly express support for Ethan?!"
"Tsk tsk, youth..."
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"Sweep it away! Sweep it away!"
After a brief period of chaos, the white mist surrounding the strange creature finally disappeared.
However, the carriage that reappeared before everyone's eyes seemed to have changed.
The patterned wallpaper on the carriage walls seemed to be flowing down, transforming into distorted shapes.
The dim light illuminated the darkness bit by bit, but it only made people more worried that something might suddenly emerge from the darkness!
"Look! The driver's cab at the back has disappeared!"
An Auror turned his head and cried out in surprise.
Behind them, where the train engine and driver's cab used to be, had now been transformed into a corridor that seemed to stretch on forever.
The road stretched into the darkness.
It's still the same Hogwarts Express, but everything has undergone subtle changes.
It was as if I had entered another bizarre parallel world.
"Glug."
Paul, the newly hired Auror, swallowed hard.
A sense of unease welled up from the bottom of my heart.
...He only knew that Ethan was a strange person, but he had never heard that his accomplices were just as strange!
Is this thing contagious?!
"N-nothing!"
Paul straightened his chest, trying his best to appear fearless.
"It's just a trick by the enemy! We have so many of us!"
"There aren't any scary monsters, so what's there to be afraid of?"
The Aurors shouted, "Shut up!"
Just then.
A loud "thump" suddenly came from deep inside the carriage ahead.
"Thump, thump, thump."
The sound grew louder, as if some enormous creature was stepping over the carriage and approaching them!
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Paul's face turned pale instantly, and his forced confident smile crumbled!
His eyes widened in alarm as he looked at his companions' angry glares, and he shouted, "I... I was just saying it offhand! Besides, we're all seasoned veterans. What kind of monster could possibly fit in a small carriage?"
"Thump!"
A loud bang rang out from the front!
The heavy force made the entire carriage tremble!
Paul swallowed hard, raised his wand, stared intently at the dense darkness ahead, and muttered to himself, "I'm not afraid...! Why would a grown Auror like me be afraid of something a student did?"
"Whether it's a troll or a dwarf dragon, bring it on...!"
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His voice suddenly became softer.
He slowly tilted his head back, staring blankly at the figure that emerged from the darkness.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Its feet were as thick as elephant legs, and large clumps of rotten flesh were piled up on its body like tires, emitting a foul stench.
It hunched over, filling the entire carriage, and looked even more grotesque than a giant, but its tiny, beady eyes gleamed with a shrewd and bloodthirsty light.
"Crunch, crunch..."
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In his hand, he held a huge wooden stick studded with sharp nails, stained with an unidentified reddish-brown grime.
This design, riddled with nails, can pierce through an enemy's body and tear out flesh and internal organs at the same time.
Because it's easy to make, it has consistently been at the top of the must-eat list.
Title: Nightmare Torturer
[Rank: Tier 2 - Blue Rare]
[Type: Portrait]
[Effect: A monster that appears in dreams. It's not limited to nightmares; it's just that its presence makes a dream a nightmare.]
[It won't appear in reality, but it's almost impossible to defeat in dreams]
According to the creator, he wanted to give everyone a complete childhood.
"Fire..." Paul cried out in shock, staring at the terrifying monster, "Blazing flames!"
"call!"
Blazing flames spewed from his wand!
It swept over the monster like a whirlwind and swallowed it whole!
"It's done!"
Paul was pleasantly surprised.
This is indeed an excellent spell, driven by intense emotions, and is extremely powerful.
As thick smoke billowed, the flames gradually dissipated.
Paul's joyful smile froze on his face.
What came into view was a monster that was completely unharmed!
Not to mention being burned to death, there wasn't even a trace of char on its skin!
"How...how could this be...?" Paul exclaimed in disbelief, staggering back two steps. "This is impossible!"
—Could it be that a monster created by a student is more powerful than his own spell?!
How...how is this possible!
【Heh, heh heh.】
The monster grinned and let out a hoarse laugh from its throat.
It's like mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
The next second, he raised the torture stick high and swung it down with force!
"Bang!"
The cubicle door shattered with a loud crash, creating a deep crater, and shards of glass flew everywhere!
He was only an arm's length away from Paul's nose.
"6
What are you standing there for! Run!
His companion suddenly tugged at him, bringing him back to his senses!
He scrambled around, stumbling and crawling, and sprinted wildly down the endless corridor behind him!
For some reason, even Apparition is unusable!
They could only rely on their most primal instincts—their two legs—to desperately escape!
"Thump, thump, thump!"
The hurried footsteps, like the urgent drumbeats of death, struck heavily in everyone's hearts.
Paul's face was flushed and pale, his eyes filled with fear and confusion about the current situation.
Just like humans who have stumbled into Khorne's Wonderland.
"Senior," he said breathlessly, "can I still be transferred to another position?"
This Ethan Vincent seems a bit too eerie.
"No way!" the senior colleague refused firmly, his face radiating righteous indignation. "Do you know how much effort we put into convincing you to come here?!"
"We're short-staffed right now, and resignations are absolutely not allowed!"
The senior abruptly turned his head, grinned at the dumbfounded Paul, and said, word by word, "No one, don't even think about running away."
All of them, hang them on Ethan.
Paul: !!!
Two seconds later, the burly man who had been so confident just moments before suddenly let out a pig-like wail, as if he had been betrayed by his best friend!
"Ughhhhh!!!"
He'll keep working on the supplements! Beacon of Light Society, are you still hiring?!
On the pitch-black window.
The reflected ghostly figures silently watched this chaotic scene unfold.
Suddenly, they all raised their thin arms and clapped their hands.
A flurry of enthusiastic applause echoed through the train carriage.
Accompanied by the monster's "hoho" laughter, everything seemed perfectly harmonious.
at the same time.
Outside the nightmare, in the real world.
As Miss Gemma tidied her hair, she listened to the indistinct cries of the unconscious Aurors outside.
He nodded slowly, thinking to himself, "It seems they have already drifted off into a deep sleep."
"Well then, I should get going."
Gemma lifted her slender, fair neck and sprayed perfume twice.
I got up and tidied my clothes one last time.
He raised his hand and touched the golden lamp-shaped badge on his left chest.
Not long after.
"Boom boom boom..."
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A rhythmic rumbling sound came from outside.
As shadows fell, the sky seemed to darken.
With a loud whistle, a massive, black train, even larger than the Hogwarts Express, slowly came to a stop in front of Gemma.
"brush"
The door opened.
The doll-like train conductor bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome, Miss Farley. Please board; your master has been waiting for you."
Gemma nodded slightly.
With his chin slightly raised and back ramrod straight, he stepped onto the train with the gait of someone going to a banquet.
"Buzz"
The train spewed out a plume of steam, and its wheels began to rumble and chug again.
It propelled this massive and heavy steel body forward.
However, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
It felt as if we had entered another space.
Hogwarts, the Chamber of Secrets.
[You cleverly used a feint to successfully recruit all the new students at Hogwarts this year! And you gave the Aurors an unforgettable dream!]
[Soul fusion level increased by 0.08%!]
[96.95%→97.03%]
"Whoosh!"
A tiny bit of magic emanated from within him.
Although there is almost no change, over time, little by little, it adds up.
Ultimately, this will accumulate into an immeasurable transformation!
"It's becoming increasingly difficult to achieve a high degree of integration."
Ethan murmured, putting down his carving knife.
The lifelike face in front of him was reflected in his azure eyes.
"Unless it's a shock of the magnitude of bombing the Ministry of Magic, there won't be any significant growth... Sigh, this is really worrying."
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Ethan smiled, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
at this time.
He was in the deep and secluded Chamber of Secrets in Slytherin.
A dark, eerie green light floated in mid-air, while the four walls were hidden in shadow and could not be clearly seen.
"Squeak"
The door hinges rubbed together, and the iron door, carved with several snakes, slowly opened.
"The fireflies are twinkling."
Suddenly, a blinding white light shone, dispelling the surrounding darkness.
Before the stone wall stood rows of human figures!
Carved from wood, the face and body are beginning to take on a human form, though the shape is still quite rough.
But each one is almost identical, with empty eye sockets that stare blankly at the world.
It looks like it might move at any moment.
They were neatly arranged, filling every corner.
"5
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The visitor paused for a moment at this spectacle, and the glow at the tip of the wand seemed to dim slightly.
It was as if they regretted using their skill right away.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The sound of high heels clicking on the hard floor was clearly audible.
Finally, it stopped not far behind Ethan.
Ethan didn't turn around, but smiled and said, "How are they? Aren't my dolls adorable?"
"5
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Ethan turned around and smiled at the girl standing in front of him.
Compared to my impression, the other person had shed some of their naivety and exuded a sense of composure.
"Although it's still a long way from completion, I believe they will definitely be the best support for students at crucial moments!"
"Hmm, that's strange."
Ethan tilted his head, looking puzzled.
"I clearly stated in the letter that I would take away the children who still didn't want to attend Hogwarts before my dollhouse was completed—because the plan was to assign one doll assistant to each student."
"But why did those parents complain about me? They even called me evil and cruel!"
"My God! They're so strange, I have no idea what they're thinking."
Ethan sighed and shook his head helplessly.
It's like a teacher who dedicates themselves to their students but encounters unreasonable parents.
Gemma Fali:
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well.
Within two minutes of meeting, the conversation had already died down.
This is so Ethan.
Sensing this familiar anthropomorphism, Gemma's usually aloof expression softened, and even a slight smile appeared on her face.
I was just about to speak.
Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness beside Ethan.
As if draped in moonlight, even the darkness obediently retreated at her feet.
Luna wore a white dress, her long, curly, light blonde hair cascading down her back.
His blue eyes fixed on Gemma, who had tensed up instantly, and he smiled faintly, "Good evening, Miss Farley. Welcome back to Hogwarts."
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Gemma looked her up and down without any attempt to hide it, and her initially dismissive gaze gradually turned wary.
He said slowly, "I remember you, Mr. Vincent's little sidekick. You've changed quite a bit in the last two years."
If you recall this blonde girl as a country bumpkin who was always covered in mud.
Now, he was filled with an aura of mystery.
Like the moon hanging high in the night sky, her gentle, fair face held thoughts that no one could fathom.
Moreover, it is also surrounded by powerful and profound magic.
This sent chills down Gemma's spine, and she instinctively reached for her wand.
The two stared at each other in silence.
The magic quietly converged in mid-air, crackling like electric sparks.
With Ethan in between, neither of them would give in.
In the midst of this silent standoff.
Suddenly, Ethan, who was in the eye of the storm, cried out, "Ah!"
He slapped his forehead and, under their gazes, shouted, "The angle of the nose should be off by one millimeter! That would make it look more realistic!"
As he spoke, he threw himself onto the wooden puppet in his hands, his eyes burning with intense focus as he began to carve it.
"5
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Gemma was silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a sneer.
She raised her hand and waved away the scent of perfume.
Anyway, it's useless.
He gestured to Luna with his chin as a greeting, then turned to Ethan and said, "Mr. Vincent, I have done as you requested and trapped the Aurors who wanted to intercept the train on board."
"very good."
Ethan took one last look at his artwork, then looked at Gemma and smiled, "Thank you for helping me, Miss Gemma."
"...It's all for the sake of the family's interests. I hope you won't let the Farley family down."
As Gemma looked at Ethan's smile, a barely perceptible blush crept onto her usually indifferent face.
Ethan: "Judging by the time, the freshmen should have already chosen their departments. It's our turn to make our appearance."
Ethan straightened his collar; he no longer needed the aging serum to increase his height.
He took out the pure white mask from his pocket and put it on his face.
When the mask covered his handsome face, Ethan's demeanor suddenly became enigmatic.
It adds to the sense of inhumanity.
This made Miss Gemma feel a little nervous.
I'm so glad I'm on Ethan's side.
Gemma couldn't imagine it.
If they and their families are Ethan's adversaries, how should they deal with this unusual "monster"?
Before this tall and upright figure, even the terrifying interrogator in a nightmare pales in comparison to a mere glimpse of his robe.
A rotating portal appeared before our eyes.
Suddenly remembering something, Gemma asked, "Are you still the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year, Mr. Vincent?"
Ethan: "No, if I take Professor Snape's job again, he'll definitely throw a tantrum. I'll take on another position."
Upon hearing this...
Gemma frowned.
Because she knew that Professor Slughorn had been rehired and was now on the Ministry of Magic's wanted list.
I haven't heard of any other professors being dismissed...
...Is Ethan going to become a "disciplinary committee member"?
Filch's squash will go crazy.
Just as Gemma was pondering this, Ethan, who had stepped into the doorway, suddenly turned his head and said, "Oh, by the way, your perfume smelled really nice when you came in. It reminded me of the flower fields in France."
Done.
Ethan then turned around again and stepped into the doorway.
Luna glanced at the stunned Gemma, then followed suit.
Before her figure disappeared, several pretty little flowers were woven into her long, pale golden hair.
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Gemma's lips parted slightly as she stared blankly at the empty doorway in front of her.
It took me a long time to come to my senses.
She clenched her teeth, her cheeks flushed, and finally, disregarding her image, she stomped her foot angrily!
"Damn it, damn it! That mere Ethan...!"
After venting her frustrations for a couple of minutes, she took a deep breath.
Blushing, she silently sprayed herself with perfume again.
Thankfully, no one saw it...
Ah, youth~ I will convey your feelings to my master.
A sigh came from the direction of the doll.
Gemma:
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What a strange place.
She instantly regained her composure and strode into the Anywhere Door.
That movement...it looked a bit like fleeing in panic.
The Great Hall.
After the division of labor ended, the students below the stage were buzzing with discussion.
"I didn't expect there would actually be new students enrolling this year; I thought none of them were coming!"
"They really didn't want to come, but Ethan forcibly dragged them here."
"How can you call it stealing when it was made by Mr. Lamp... he called it an 'invitation'!"
In the Gryffindor seating area.
Ron stared anxiously at his empty plate, muttering, "Why isn't Headmaster Dumbledore starting to speak yet? What's he standing there like an idiot for? Is he waiting for Ethan? Can't he just give his opening address first?!"
Seamus leaned closer, asking curiously, "Speaking of which, what kind of trouble is Ethan up to this year? I saw Professor Snape looking so smug!"
"Tsk tsk, they must have made some shady deal."
"Anyway, I really hope Ethan isn't the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor anymore... I don't want to suffer another year of this!"
Just as the students were discussing it.
"Whoosh!"
On the stage, a dark, all-seeing door opened.
When the figure wearing a pure white mask walked out gracefully, the originally noisy auditorium quickly fell silent.
A mix of admiration, awe, and trembling gazes filled the air.
They were all focused on that figure.
He walked past Professor Dumbledore and stood in front of the owl's podium.
A clear and mellow voice flowed from behind the mask: "Greetings, new and returning students. Welcome to the new school year at Hogwarts."
"I am your new principal, you can call me—"
"Mr. Lamp".
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