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

Chapter 393 The Secret of the Golden Cup! A Kiss Under the Mistletoe



Chapter 393 The Secret of the Golden Cup! A Kiss Under the Mistletoe

Chapter 393 The Secret of the Golden Cup! A Kiss Under the Mistletoe

After a brief moment of peace.

The crowd dispersed in a noisy commotion, each returning to their own home to find their mother.

Before saying goodbye, Ethan assured everyone that he would repay their support in the future.

For example, to create a unique commemorative painting that will be passed down through the ages.

The kind that perfectly recreates the attack by the dark wizard.

"We could even step inside the painting and experience the thrill of being bitten by a snake!" Ethan exclaimed, his eyes wide and burning with excitement. "That would be incredibly memorable!"

Everyone:”

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I appreciate the sentiment, but I'll keep the gift for myself to "enjoy".

At this moment, the Longbottom family stepped forward.

Neville helped his parents up.

The tall, strong boy, his eyes red-rimmed, looked at Ethan with immense gratitude and choked out, "Thank you, Ethan... I never imagined I'd be able to spend Christmas with my parents, with my whole family!"

"You, you are truly a great benefactor to our family! I, I really don't know how to repay you..."

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Ethan: "It's okay. As long as you're ready to give your body for art."

Neville:

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You're really obsessed with art.

After a two-second pause, Neville chuckled and flashed a rosy smile.

He shouted loudly, "Always be prepared!!"

Ethan nodded in satisfaction: "Good, very energetic."

The Weasleys also came to express their gratitude, but because they were in a hurry to get to St. Mungo's for a check-up, they didn't stay long.

Even if Ethan says, "You don't need to worry, Mr. Weasley is not only fine, but some beneficial changes have also occurred in his body."

They still decided to go to San Mongol.

Their pace seemed to have quickened even a bit compared to before.

They retrieved Hufflepuff's golden cup from Neville.

Ethan and Luna strolled through the streets late at night, examining the relics of the four giants.

The snow fell heavily, drifting and landing on the shoulders of pedestrians.

Although it was late, the atmosphere remained cheerful and bright once we entered the bustling commercial street.

Triangular pennants hung overhead and gathered in the center of the giant Christmas tree.

The deep green fir trees were covered with rings of light bulbs.

It twinkled, emitting a bright, warm orange-yellow light.

Under the tree, children in the choir were singing Christmas carols loudly in unison.

As Ethan passed by, he hummed along for a couple of lines before brushing past them.

For some unknown reason, chaos and screams suddenly erupted from the crowd.

"Mom! The shadow just moved!"

"My God! I swear I didn't see wrong! What a blasphemous sight!!"

Ethan: "It's really lively."

He smiled and looked away, using the power of the lamp to continue deciphering the hidden incantations on the golden cup.

"[Anonymous user... Fantastic! You have passed my test, Helga Hufflepuff, possessing the qualities of sincerity and dedication]..."

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Upon reading this, Ethan's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement, saying, "I really am suited for Hufflepuff. Alas, the Sorting Hat doesn't have the ability to see through appearances."

He should have been assigned to one of those adorable badger cubs from the start.

Slurp~

“If you were assigned to Hufflepuff,” Luna said, tilting her head back seriously, “you wouldn’t be able to be in the same house as me.”

"Hmm~ that's true."

Ethan blinked and smiled brightly.

Looking down at Luna's fair and tender face, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch it twice.

"My dearest Luna, I'm coming to Ravenclaw so that I can be in the same house as you."

What's more, everyone here is talented and speaks very well.

He loves being here.

You agree, Professor Quirrell?

"Mmm~~"

Luna's face scrunched up as she was pinched, her eyes narrowed, and her pretty eyebrows furrowed together.

Ethan couldn't help but burst into laughter at that chubby little face.

He withdrew his hand, turned his head, and continued to focus his gaze on the golden cup: "Let me see what else is written on it... [Kind person, I will reward you for passing the test:]"

The method for brewing the dew of life!

Ethan's eyes lit up, his interest piqued!

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

If you can learn how to make Life Drops, it's like having a health pack that's even more powerful than an Invigorating Potion!

It can not only heal the body, but also repair the mind and soul.

Ethan: "I'm no longer afraid of the dark wizard going mad and fainting!"

Once cured, pull them up and let the torture continue!

Of course, these are all side benefits.

What truly made Ethan's heart race was the "immense energy contained in the life-giving dew."

It is the best energy source to serve as the heart of the Founding Titan and sustain its operation!

"Originally, the golden cup was intended to be used as fuel. However, since it happened to cure Neville's parents, it was given to him first."

"After going around in circles, I've achieved my goal. Moreover, I can directly grasp the method and produce more fuel."

Ethan smiled with delight.

Not only did they heal the parents of their own Enlightenment Society members, but they also gained two more powerful generals to strengthen their forces.

They also passed the test of the golden cup and obtained even more valuable treasures.

"It seems I should do more good deeds in the future," Ethan mused.

For example, start by adding some cute big-eyed cursed frogs to the dark wizards in the diary.

"The brewing of life's dew is all etched in the golden cup. Kind people, all you need to do is prepare the ingredients."

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"[A cluster of marigold flowers struck by lightning, crushed sunstone, lemon balm leaves, chicken blood from a snake-tailed chicken... The key is a complete, undamaged shed skin of an adult dragon.......] ."

"The molting of an adult dragon must be an undamaged, complete dragon skin."

Ethan frowned slightly, hissed, and muttered, "This is a bit difficult..."

Over the years, he had only ever seen a dragon molt once, at the Boking Bock shop in Knockdown Lane.

It wasn't complete yet; it was just a molted skin about four or five meters square.

The price is a whopping 1988 Galleons!

It's simply a robbery!

Perhaps a thousand years ago, when dragons were not so rare, molting was not so uncommon.

But in modern times, when dragon sanctuaries have long been established.

Let alone a complete adult dragon shedding its skin, even a juvenile one is hard to find.

These are strictly controlled items, also known as "contraband".

"Unless an adult dragon encounters a major environmental change and needs to molt to regulate its functions, it will remain unchanged."

"Uh... could it be that I need to give that mother and baby dragon I'm raising in the Forbidden Forest some exciting little surprise?"

Raising a dragon for a thousand days, using it for only one moment.

Ethan believes it's time for them to make a small contribution to a great cause.

Just as Ethan was deep in thought.

My cuff was suddenly tugged.

"Look, mistletoe."

Luna grabbed him with her thickly gloved hand and looked up at the sky.

Ethan looked in the direction she was looking.

Before they knew it, they had wandered into a courtyard where mistletoe was growing.

Slender, curved plants twined around the white porch, their surfaces now tinged with a golden hue from hanging there for some time.

Unlike the ever-vibrant green of Hogwarts.

The surroundings had become eerily quiet.

Several couples embraced and kissed under the mistletoe.

Everywhere was filled with an atmosphere of happiness, with pink bubbles rising as if they were real.

"Hmm."

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Ethan squinted, pondering what kind of painting would be appropriate for the occasion.

Suddenly, her cuff was tugged at again.

Ethan looked down and met Luna's clear blue eyes.

Her usually cool and gentle eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of anticipation, as if starlight had fallen upon them.

He stared intently at Ethan, his feet slightly raised as he moved closer to him.

Up close, Ethan could feel a wave of warmth emanating from him, and his nose twitched slightly as he caught a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Like walking through a flower field covered in dew in the early morning.

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Ethan looked at her.

My heart felt like it had been brushed by a feather, a strange, indescribable itch rising within me.

Even Professor Flitwick had to praise his control over magic.

At this moment, however, it overflowed a little, like a child who hasn't started school yet.

The yellowish mistletoe overhead regained its vibrant green color, winding downwards and intertwining together.

The cuffs were tugged twice more, as if urging someone to hurry.

Ethan gripped the golden cup tighter, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally leaned down and gently tapped Luna's forehead.

Then he stepped back and smiled like an older brother, saying, "Merry Christmas, Luna."

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Luna puffed out her cheeks.

He glared at Ethan resentfully, like an angry pufferfish.

"Alright, let's walk around for a bit and then go home. Let's not leave poor Mr. Lovegood all alone for Christmas."

Ethan said he would pretend he didn't see it.

Turning his head, preparing to continue deciphering the hidden incantation on the golden cup, he was suddenly interrupted.

Suddenly, a powerful force came from the cuff!

"Clang!"

The Hufflepuff's golden cup, an ancient relic of immeasurable value, slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

It makes a crisp sound.

! !

Ethan's body was pulled to the side, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Feeling the moisture and heat rising from my cheeks, the mistletoe on my head suddenly burst into bloom, defying all logic.

Two seconds later.

The humidity and heat subsided.

Ethan stared blankly as Luna took two steps back, a sly smile spreading across his fair face.

With his hands behind his back, he swayed as he walked forward, his footprints spreading across the thin layer of snow.

Then she turned around abruptly, smiling brightly at Ethan, and said in a crisp voice, "Next time, I won't let you dodge me again~"

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