bookbashuk Chapter 415 May Light Fill the World! If Ethan is a madman, then he is the purest form of madness.
Chapter 415 May Light Fill the World! If Ethan is a madman, then he is the purest form of madness.
Chapter 415 May Light Fill the World! If Ethan is a madman, then he is the purest form of madness.
"puff!"
Mundungus spat out a mouthful of wine, the crimson liquid dripping down his clothes.
Shocked and incredulous, they stared at the front door!
--who?
Ethan Vincent?
"Tap, tap."
From the darkness of the doorway, a tall figure slowly emerged, as if stepping out of a picture frame.
His clothes were neat and appropriate, and a perfectly placed faint smile graced his handsome face.
Like a figure meticulously depicted by an artist, yet within that exquisite detail lies an unsettling sense of incongruity.
Good evening, everyone.
Ethan gave a graceful bow, looked up, and smiled more broadly: "Such a warm welcome, I am truly flattered."
Before him stood wands pointing at him!
The moment Ethan's figure appeared in their reflections, they instinctively prepared for battle!
My hair stood on end!
Cold sweat poured down the forehead of the dark-skinned Auror Kingsley.
The wanted criminals who couldn't be caught came to them on their own.
Are you surprised or not?
"Bang!"
A loud bang.
Mundungus simply Apparated and escaped.
Despite being pointed at by several magic wands, Ethan remained calm and composed, wearing that enigmatic smile.
It seems to be saying:
Everyone present is.
A stalemate and deathly silence ensued.
Then Ethan's clear and soothing voice slowly rang out: "Good evening, everyone."
"Here, I would like to correct a fallacy in Mr. Dumbledore's statement..."
Ethan glanced at Dumbledore and tapped his cane lightly on the ground.
"Rather than joining the Order of the Phoenix... I would say I hope my Beacon Society can establish a cooperative relationship with the Order of the Phoenix."
Upon hearing this...
Dumbledore blinked and thought with a smile:
Oh dear, your little scheme has been exposed.
"A cooperative relationship?"
The dark-skinned Auror's brows furrowed tightly, as if he had heard something absurd like "1+1=3".
"How could we possibly cooperate with you... with someone as dangerous as you! Don't try to fool us!"
"Even if Mr. Dumbledore said so, it's impossible—oh!"
His words suddenly stopped.
The candlelight flickered, and the curtains moved without any wind.
Like claws crawling out of the gates of hell, a dense darkness emanated from Ethan.
It spread over the floor, walls, and ceiling.
It loomed over their heads.
"Don't worry... I'll give you a condition you can't refuse."
Ethan's bright, diamond-blue eyes appeared in the shadows.
It exuded an incredibly terrifying aura, like a giant hand gripping their bodies.
To render them speechless and unable to move.
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Kingsley's body trembled involuntarily.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he finally understood.
Faced with this "Demon King" who was far beyond their level, they had no right to bargain!
Ethan: "During this collaboration, I will be with the Beacon Society to maintain order in the British magical world and to perform duties that are difficult for you to accomplish."
"The Order of the Phoenix will assist the Enlightened Lamp in its suppression efforts. Simultaneously, they will travel to various countries to seek a key to victory."
"The remnant soul of the Grim Reaper".
The words fell.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at each other in bewilderment.
They had heard that Ethan was using the pretext of "fighting against God" to forcibly invade the magical world—
But even at this point, are they still maintaining their "persona"?
Death's remains? What is this thing?
"If you can't understand—then by analogy, it's about finding a powerful being's—[Soul Weapon]."
When that word was uttered, not only the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but even Dumbledore was shaken!
"Hordeal?" Mad-Eye Moody propped himself up and said hoarsely, "Kid, how do you know that word? Looks like anyone can just go to the forbidden section of Hogwarts."
Ethan smiled without saying a word.
Dumbledore, on the other hand, seemed to have had his meridians opened up.
He looked suddenly enlightened, his eyes gleaming behind his half-moon shaped glasses.
Ethan bowed slightly: "Thank you for your recognition. How I know this is irrelevant."
"The important thing is that I need you to search for this thing on a large scale."
"It can be hidden anywhere, so it takes a lot of time and effort. But when it appears, it will definitely be accompanied by something unique and outstanding. You can start with rumors and legends."
If we consider the guiding light, it represents a large-scale organization with a wide reach.
But the Order of the Phoenix is better at small, efficient individual operations.
The insufficient numbers were also the reason why, in the original story, they were unable to compete with the Ministry of Magic and maintain stability in the whole of Britain.
It's a real shame that Headmaster Dumbledore never formed his own large organization.
The Ministry of Magic disagrees?
Just take them down! It's that simple!
"I, the most wanted criminal and the greatest enemy of the magic world, San," he thought with ease.
Now, the important task of maintaining order and suppressing evil has been taken over by the Enlightenment Society.
The Order of the Phoenix can then be sent out separately to search for the remains of the Grim Reaper.
It wasn't said that Death's remains only exist in Britain; he could have died everywhere.
Therefore, it was perfect to let the Order of the Phoenix, who had "nothing else to do," take on the task.
"If you disagree and insist on being enemies of the Beacon of Enlightenment—"
Ethan tilted his head, revealing a regretful expression.
"Then tomorrow's Daily Prophet will have news of several people going missing on its front page."
Gara gara—
The wind blew against the window.
In the darkness, it seemed as if countless eyes were surging.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix froze.
They glanced at the smiling Dumbledore out of the corner of their eyes, and cried out in their hearts:
Mr. Dumbledore, are you just going to stand by and watch?!
Ultimately, the Order of the Phoenix stated that it had "no objection."
"That's great!"
Ethan clapped his hands and grinned a bright, sunny smile:
"Leave Britain to the Beacon Society, and you can go out and explore with peace of mind!"
Everyone: You give us a Britain, and then you give us a hell, huh?
"I only have one question."
Dark-skinned Auror Kingsley spoke in a hoarse voice.
"You keep talking about maintaining order and a better future. But why become the universally acknowledged enemy of the magical world?"
Can't we continue to maintain the image of a beacon of light, like Harry did?
That way, no one will have to live in fear anymore!
Upon hearing this, Ethan glanced at him.
Looking at the dark-skinned Auror's righteous yet "simple" face, he curled the corners of his mouth.
In his mind, he recalled how Harry, the "savior of justice," was misunderstood time and time again in the original story.
The rumors about Voldemort's return being a lie, the persecution by the Ministry of Magic's power struggles, the influence of pure-blood families, and societal skepticism—all of that is nonsense.
Harry did his best, but what was the reward?
"I've always believed that if anyone questions how many bowls of noodles I ate, I'll rip out their chewed tongue and stuff it into a steamer."
Ethan spoke slowly.
Meeting the stunned gazes of these wizards, he raised his arm and slowly closed his five fingers.
"Instead of trying to prove over and over that I am a righteous savior, I'd rather become a villain and make the whole world a bunch of scoundrels."
"The only thing they, divided as they are, can do is unite and defeat me, their world-destroying enemy!"
What rights, what differences.
In the face of annihilation, everything else is insignificant!
Ethan suddenly raised his arms, and his eyes flashed with an unusual light!
"I will bear it! I will shoulder it! Only by trudging alone in the darkness can one reach the brightest light!"
"Ah! May light fill the world—may light fill the world!!"
A dazzling golden light emanated from Ethan's body.
Like a burning torch, it was dazzlingly reflected in everyone's eyes.
—If Ethan is a madman, he's a more utterly madman than Grindelwald or Voldemort.
A "madman" willing to ignite the world with his own actions.
Kingsley had this idea.
After a while.
The golden light gradually faded.
Inside the hall, everyone sat on the sofa with their heads bowed like quails, as quiet as chickens.
Ethan crossed his legs and looked around like a host.
He raised his hand, inviting, "Alright, you can start sharing information now."
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You're being rather "polite".
Dark-skinned Auror's brow twitched, his mind racing with thoughts.
They come in demanding to share intelligence right away. Do they think they're stupid?
Who would share valuable intelligence with a madman of unknown origin?
Thinking this way.
Kingsley glanced up casually and, by chance, met Ethan's gaze.
When he saw those unusual, diamond-blue eyes, his vision suddenly blurred.
In an instant.
It was as if my mind had been seized, and my thoughts were being stirred up by an invisible hand.
"Um.
""
Ethan's words were ethereal, as if they came from a very distant place.
"The Ministry of Magic has tightened its guard on the Veil Gate, just as I expected."
next second.
Kingsley snapped back to reality!
He was jolted, staring at Ethan in shock!
Cold sweat broke out on my back in an instant!
— Soul-stealing manipulation!
Kingsley turned his head and saw that his colleagues all had horrified expressions.
Indeed, as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, who isn't a master of Occlumency?
Not to mention myself, who was "undercover" in the Ministry of Magic.
However, this well-honed sealing technique was easily broken by the young man!
Without any power to resist, they were able to browse through their memories as if they were in an empty place!
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"...Merlin, is he really just an underage wizard? What...what kind of immense power is this?!"
Miss Jones said, trembling.
For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared on that cold and resolute face.
"This kid is really interesting!"
Tonks stared at Ethan with great interest.
The color of his eyes changed repeatedly, eventually settling on a similar diamond blue to Ethan's.
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...cough cough.
Kingsley cleared his throat stiffly, looked at Ethan who was making a "ya-le-ya-le" sound, and couldn't help but grind his back teeth.
—This kid is such a show-off!
"You're right. If your goal is the Veil Gate, then it's a pity."
"The Ministry of Magic is now working overtime to install the Apparition Forbidden Charm, and is also collaborating with Gringotts to add anti-theft checks at every entrance."
"In addition, there are even more safeguards. It's like a tight net has been laid; there's absolutely no way you can break in without touching the guards."
Ethan shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Then let's trigger the alert. It's not the first time."
It might be a bit of a hassle, but it's impossible not to go.
Just then.
Dumbledore, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "I do have an idea about that, Ethan."
Ethan turned his head and saw a sly smile on the old headmaster's face: "I know an excellent Potions Master—not Professor Snape."
"Recently, he seems to be concocting some strange potions, and he also has quite a few connections in the Ministry of Magic. Perhaps, he can be of some help to you."
"Oh?"
Ethan raised an eyebrow.
A name came to mind.
Sure enough, Dumbledore said—
"Mr. Horace Slughorn, who once taught Voldemort."