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Chapter 374 A Chase Ahead: "The March Hare's Crazy Tea Party"! Professor Norn, when d
Chapter 374 A Chase Ahead: "The March Hare's Mad Tea Party"! Professor Norn, when did you arrive?!
"Whoosh!"
The mirror's brilliance engulfed everyone.
Suddenly, my foot slipped and I felt as if I had fallen down a rabbit hole.
Looking up at the headless mannequin's hand, suspended in mid-air.
They sped away.
[...]
The mannequins, dressed in blood-red gowns, were stiff.
Above the empty neck, several figures looked down into the shattered mirror.
Among the glass shards.
The magnificent painting of a banquet table is reflected on the ceiling!
at this time.
It's as if these people, through the mirror, have fallen into the painting!
Title: The March Hare's Crazy Tea Party
[Tier: Tier 3 - Golden Epic]
[Type: Scene Painting]
[Description: A product created by the mad will of a dark wizard. Be careful, it's not just a vegetarian.]
[Effect: Through the Mirror of Splitting, one can immerse themselves in the painting and enjoy an endless afternoon tea with the friendly March Hare—strangely, however, no one can ever leave the table.]
[Comment: "Oh! You brought your own ingredients! That's great—what? You said you didn't bring any?"]
"Good job, that's all."
A deep, rich voice, like fine red wine, appeared behind the stiff mannequin.
They turned their bodies with a clicking and clattering sound.
Emerging from the shadows was a tall and slender figure.
He was wearing a dark red suit and a top hat.
He held a cane loosely in his white-gloved hand.
He was like a symbol of terror and darkness, as he drew near.
The light gradually faded away.
"This is just a fun appetizer; the real feast is about to begin."
Professor Ethan Norn stared at the shattered mirror with his faceless, swirling pores.
He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
"A healthy body carries a bright soul; only in this way can the most magical powers be used without going astray."
For example, Ravenclaw's "outstanding" graduates, Quirrell and Lockhart.
"I'm sure this little fun puzzle will leave a deep impression on them."
Ethan nodded in satisfaction.
He believes that he not only focuses on the physical development of the young wizards, but also on their spiritual growth.
I'm so awesome!
Another painting deserves to be awarded as a reward!
but.
Giving lessons to young wizards is one aspect.
Another reason for this elaborate setup, and also Ethan's true purpose...
It was Connie Rozier, the Overseer who captured the Auror and who was the night watchman in Azkaban!
Ethan glanced back almost imperceptibly.
Despite his appearance at this moment.
You can't see the eyeballs either.
He turned his head and snapped his fingers.
He told his employees, "Alright, you can go home now."
"Now, all that's left is for the little wizards to complete the next fun little challenge!"
"Click, click."
The headless model received instructions and returned to its frame, one pause after another.
They struggled to climb in.
During that time, it even fell down a few times because it was hung a bit too high.
Ethan:
'
Next time, hang the picture frame lower.
They are only first-order portraits.
They have virtually no combat power, but they are quite resilient and can serve as a source of atmosphere.
"Everything is ready, so—"
—"
"Let the feast begin."
The words fell.
Ethan also leaped into the mirror, his figure disappearing from sight.
Two seconds later.
The air rippled in the silent corridor.
Connie Rozier, who had been following her all along, broke free of the illusion spell and revealed her true form.
His brows furrowed as he stared intently at the shattered mirror.
Two large dark circles were visible under his eyes.
It looks like she's wearing smoky makeup.
"Such bizarre magic..." Connie murmured, pursing her red lips. "Aside from Mr. Lamp and Ethan, I've never seen anyone else possess this power..."
'
Magic, to a certain extent, is a manifestation of the soul.
People with pure hearts are more likely to perform healing arts.
For those with evil intentions, such as Voldemort and Death Eaters, magic becomes ruthless and cruel.
But the magic of Ethan, Mr. Lamp, and Professor Norn.
That would be very far removed from humankind.
Perhaps souls are all shaped like octopuses.
"Ethan, who exactly are you? Is your glamorous facade just a disguise, and are you actually no different from the mysterious figure? No..."
'
"It should be said that he is no different from the first Dark Lord, Grindelwald."
The thought of that white-haired wizard who stirred up trouble outside of England...
Connie couldn't help but shiver.
Not only that person's powerful and terrifying strength, but also...
The persecution of his own family.
Some cold and dark memories surfaced in my mind.
The isolation and bullying during childhood, the hasty departure of his parents from France, the strange looks people gave him when they heard his surname...
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...No, don't dwell on the past anymore.
Connie shook her head violently, gritted her teeth, and her eyes, once again filled with determination, looked up.
If Ethan is still that beacon of heroism.
I will continue to follow him secretly.
If Ethan... becomes a great villain.
Then I will arrest him myself!
With a strong will.
Connie followed closely behind and jumped into the broken mirror.
The world in the mirror.
Ah~
"~~~"
The screams of the carnage echoed through the winding mountain road.
Ron's face was whipped into a mess by the wind, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. He screamed desperately, "I confess! I poked a pig's butt when I was a kid, and then I went to knead dough!"
The Weasley Twins: ? ? ?
Ginny:
'
""
The moment before it was about to fall.
Hermione swiftly waved her wand and shouted, "Slow Down and Stop Shock!"
"call!"
The group suddenly hovered in mid-air.
Then, with a thud.
It fell into all kinds of pastries.
"Pah! Pah!"
Ron crawled out of the thick strawberry cream cake.
He took a lick, his eyes lit up, and he chuckled, "It's pretty good."
When I looked up, I was met with two murderous faces.
The Weasley twins rubbed their hands together, ready to fight: Hehehe~ Little brother, you've already found your way to death!
"So it was you back then! No wonder the dog loved eating the bread the most!!"
"From today onwards, we are the youngest sons in the family—prepare to die!"
The twins shoved Ron’s head down and made him scramble in the cream.
There was absolutely no sense of tension.
"Where is this?"
Hermione looked around.
At their feet was an endless white table.
A dazzling array of pastries, puddings, and beautifully decorated ceramic tableware were displayed on the table, crammed together.
Clear sky and white clouds.
However, everything has a strange oil painting texture.
Hermione: "It seems like we're... at a dining table? And it's several times smaller."
Even a silver spoon is bigger than them.
Luna, enveloped in silver light, slowly descended from mid-air.
Upon hearing this...
She turned her head and said softly, "We're at the dining table. We've entered the painting on the ceiling through the mirror."
Hermione opened her eyes slightly: "Ah, so it's a reflection of the painting..."
'
at this time.
Hermione couldn't help but admire the designer's ingenuity.
First came three subtle tests with profound meaning.
Then, through the reflection of the mirror, they arrived in another wonderful world!
This is magic!
Hermione was deeply moved.
It's as if a traveler who only walks within textbooks suddenly finds himself outside of them one day.
I was surprised to find out.
The outside world is so colorful and diverse.
While everyone was either playing around, exploring, or resting.
Sudden.
A shrill voice rang out:
【Wow!! Look who's here! You must be here for afternoon tea with me, right?】
"Bang!"
A colossal figure suddenly landed on the chair in front of the long table!
It was a rabbit dressed in disheveled clothes, standing upright.
Retro vests and shirts are covered with supplies containing cream and tea.
It was bracing itself against the long table with its two paws, leaning deeply down, staring at them with its blood-red eyes without blinking.
It revealed an undisguised excitement and madness.
The Weasley twins stopped.
Ron seized the opportunity to scramble out, looking up in astonishment, and exclaimed, "What...what is this thing...it's huge!"
One swipe of its paw could flatten them!
Just when everyone was at a loss.
A clear and calm voice rang out: "Excuse me."
Luna lifted the hem of her skirt and gracefully curtsied.
"Do you know how to get out of here, Mr. Rabbit?"
Upon hearing this...
The mad rabbit's eyes darted around, and it stretched out a paw, pointing to the other end of the long table:
Just keep running forward!
Everyone's eyes lit up!
however.
Before they could finish their surprise, the rabbit said again:
However... you all have to stay with me and enjoy this tea party first!
The words fell.
A series of "crack, crack" sounds, like bones stretching, rang out.
Everyone was astonished to see it.
Hairy arms stretched out from the mad rabbit's chest!
Its entire body was twisted, arched backwards dramatically, and its head was tilted to one side.
The next second, "Bang!"
Several arms slammed onto the long table!
His whole body flipped over like a spinning top.
With its chest facing upwards, it resembled a giant, hairy spider, its arms knocking over a teapot and a cake.
Hehe...
A hoarse, sinister laugh escaped from the rabbit's wide-open mouth:
Why do you think a crow looks like a writing desk?
It exudes a dark aura that seems almost tangible!
"Ah...ah ah..."
'
Ron's eyes widened, and he plopped down in the cream.
He looked like he was about to faint from fear of spiders.
Why, why did things turn out this way?
They just came to the Room of Requirement for training, how did they end up stepping into hell?!
What did they do to deserve this?!
Followed by.
The appearance of a figure answered Ron's question.
A figure, unseen for several days, emerged slowly from behind the spider rabbit as if by magic.
When I saw that iconic swirling face.
All the students stared in shock!
Their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a demon from the warp, Professor Ann Norn!!
"How...how is this possible?!"
Hermione gasped in shock, staring incredulously at the leisurely figure.
If the trap were to be set up like this...
Therefore, preparations must be made in advance.
This illustrates that...
Their actions, which they thought were covert, had actually been discovered long ago.
While they were basking in their self-satisfaction, believing that no one was watching.
in fact.
He was under Professor Norn's watchful eye the whole time.
In an instant.
A chill ran down Hermione's spine!
She stared at Professor Norn's figure with suspicion and uncertainty, her heart beginning to pound.
They regarded him as "Mr. Lamp" and were wary of him.
How much does Professor Norn know?
And what kind of mentality do they have as they silently watch their every move?
Absolutely... terrifying!!
I'm very disappointed.
Professor Norn—also known as Ethan—speaks slowly.
The gaze emanating from his swirling face slowly swept over everyone present.
He patted the giant rabbit beside him as if it were a cute little pet.
"In all this time, not one of you has noticed my existence."
"They actually naively thought that just because they couldn't see me, I couldn't monitor them."
"Ugh!"
Ethan suddenly sighed heavily, clenched his fist, and said with exasperation, "My students are so unguarded! How regrettable!!"
"How will we cope with the storms to come?"
Everyone:
'
'
Right now, the biggest "storm" in the magical world is you!
Can you please have some common sense?!
Ethan: "However, you don't need to blame yourselves too much."
obviously.
If Ethan had AC (Acceptance Rate) points, he wouldn't have failed the art exam twice.
He suddenly spread his arms wide, and in a powerful, savior-like tone, declared, "This is all my fault as a professor! From today onwards, I will properly torture—no, I mean properly train—you!"
"First and foremost, we need to start by training our basic reaction skills!"
"Go forth, March Hare!!"
Ethan shouted.
His tone and expression were even more striking than those of the Mad Rabbit.
Followed by.
"Click, click..."
'
The giant rabbit's upside-down head was forcibly and gradually straightened.
It emitted a chilling sound of bones cracking!
Bloodshot, greedy eyes stared intently at them, and saliva dripped from his cleaver-like front teeth.
[My afternoon tea...my little snacks! Get them in my mouth!!]
He lowered both arms and lunged forward!
In an instant, he tackled several students to the ground!
The remaining students then realized what was happening!
He quickly turned around and ran as fast as he could!
Ron's piercing scream echoed between the teapots: "Damn it!! They invited us to a tea party just to turn us into food—!!"
"Is there any justice left?!"
Ethan watched with amusement as the students howled and screamed as they were chased.
She sighed softly, then said proudly, "Another day helping the young wizards grow. Ah, how many selfless people like me are there in this world?"
He deserves the highest level of the Order of Merlin.
Congratulations! Your tireless learning and creation have greatly enhanced your knowledge base!
[Upgrade your knowledge and skills!]
[Extensive Knowledge Lv3 → Profound Thinking Lv4]
"Your mind is like glass, your memory like light."
Your mind will become sharper, and your understanding of spells will reach a new level.
A different situation will occur when you cast a spell.
"Oh? It actually upgraded."
Ethan raised an eyebrow.
It felt as if a clear spring had been poured into my brain, and the light of the lamp shone brightly in my mind.
No thought can hide.
"...Now, I'm afraid even if Nicolas Flamel stood before me, my understanding of knowledge wouldn't be any less than his."
Ethan curled the corners of his lips and looked at his hands.
The brilliant magic transformed into birds, which coiled around his palm.
Follow your heart.
"Now it's time to deal with the real purpose of my trip!"
Ethan clenched his fist, his gaze darkening!
He dodged abruptly, and a sharp spell grazed his body, striking the ground where he had just been standing!
"Mr. Ann Norn!"
The stubborn Auror, Miss Connie Rozier, holds her wand.
His gaze was piercing, and his voice boomed, "I am now arresting you on charges of illegally using dark magic!"
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