bookbashuk Chapter 371 My Family Has Fallen! The Secret Treasure of the Black Wizard Extis!
Chapter 371 My Family Has Fallen! The Secret Treasure of the Black Wizard Extis!
Chapter 371 My Family Has Fallen! The Secret Treasure of the Black Wizard Extis!
Ethan sat with his legs crossed on the back of a prisoner named "Dolokhov".
The latter lay on all fours, not daring to move an inch.
Those eyes, which were previously bloodshot, are now as clear as those of a recent graduate.
It was filled with intense fear and confusion.
It seems I don't understand why things turned out this way.
...Huh? Aren't I a dark wizard?
How did they get blown up?
Outside the prison.
Horrible crawlers are everywhere.
Their pale skin, stained with sticky blood, resembled that of a newborn.
It is the most blasphemous creation.
Wandering through the corridors, randomly engaging in hyperfusion with prisoners.
Ethan: "I gave you a free show of the Fantastic Beasts show... why don't you say thank you?"
'
Ethan bent down.
A genuine smile spread across the upside-down head.
Dolokhov: !!
"Thank you, Master!"
"Waaah... Thank you for your kindness..."
'
A chorus of gratitude rose from all around.
His performance was vivid and expressive, brimming with emotion.
Ethan straightened up and nodded in satisfaction.
He pondered, "I just overheard the club members' strategies through Professor Norn over there. Hmm, just as I expected."
The villagers wanted to rescue him.
Harry, on the other hand, became suspicious of him.
"Speaking of which, secretly conducting club activities behind the professor's back... after all the twists and turns, we've somehow ended up back where we started."
It was only due to the intervention of this little butterfly.
"Dumbledore's Army" became the Beacon Society.
And the pink toad he was originally supposed to fight against has become himself.
Professor Ann Norn.
"That's interesting~"
Ethan curled the corners of his mouth, looking very interested.
Since the little wizards want a tense and exciting cat-and-mouse game...
He was naturally happy to oblige.
Ethan: "Perfect, it can also serve as teaching material for Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
The place where Harry and his friends secretly trained was most likely the Room of Requirement.
I'm ashamed to admit it.
Because he forgot the exact location of the place.
It's unclear whether Dobby's affection level was maxed out.
therefore.
For five years, Ethan had known about this place.
But I've never been inside.
"I'm an open and honest person, and I don't have anything to hide. I can paint anywhere in the castle, and everyone is very friendly. They always stay far away and give me enough space."
"Indeed, there's no need to go in."
Ethan thought to himself.
However, since they can "follow" Harry and his friends...
Then we can naturally open this place as well.
After all, the house is always there to grant requests.
It involves many important plot points.
Ethan: "Speaking of which, I wonder what choice Harry will make this time."
As a weak, pitiful, and helpless little painter.
All he can do is use beautiful art to cleanse people's hearts.
The ones who actually make the decisions.
It's still them.
"Even if Harry, just like in the original story, blindly believes his dream and recklessly heads to the Department of Mysteries, I can still cover for him..."
"However, I'm a little disappointed."
Ethan shook his head and sighed dramatically.
I felt like a frostbitten cabbage in the field, striving for a bright and beautiful future for the magical world.
I picked up the pencil and wrote on the open diary in my hand.
The brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes.
I use painting to alleviate the deep sorrow in my heart.
As the lines are drawn.
A wisp of soul kept overflowing from Dolokhov's mouth and nose beneath him.
It flowed into the diary.
Just like in the original story, Little Tom consumes Ginny's soul.
"Ah...ahhh...!"
Dolokhov's eyes rolled back, and his whole body trembled like a leaf!
The sight of him being kissed by a Dementor shocked the other prisoners in the cells.
They were trembling with fear!
Where are the Aurors?! Where did the Aurors go?!
I want to report that there's a dark wizard here!!
It didn't say that they would be locked up with the God of Torture!
As I paint.
Like a river that converges.
Countless souls emerged from this dark tower.
It was sucked into this diary.
Like a greedy, gaping maw, it devours all living beings.
It is several times more efficient than Dementors.
Let the light of the lamp gradually shine through the paper.
Ethan: "Brainwashing paintings require gradual practice..."
'
"I teach Defense Against the Dark Arts during the day, so I only have time in the evenings and on weekends. I'm really diligent!"
Just then.
A line of dark blue text suddenly appeared!
The light of the lamp illuminates a hidden place! You discover: the secret treasure of the black wizard Extis!
[The black wizard Extis, from around the 15th century, is said to be the original builder of this fortress located in the North Sea.]
After being banished for using black magic, the Extis family quickly declined.
He used his remaining wealth to build a fortress on the isolated island.
[Using fog to disorient ships, capturing innocent sailors, and conducting cruel magical experiments]
It wasn't until the 17th century, when Damocles Roll, then Minister of Magic, transformed this fortress filled with dark power into what is now Azkaban.
Today, as a prison that strikes fear into the hearts of many, no one remembers or bothers to explore the history behind this ancient fortress.
Only in the dead of night, from the mouth of the most insane prisoner
Only then could one occasionally learn about the "beautiful singing voice."
[Note! This treasure will only appear for a short period of time late at night.]
"Whoosh!"
A golden glow emanated from Ethan.
They coalesced into a single line.
Cross the floor.
Straight down into the underground of this prison!
"Oh ho!"
Ethan's eyes lit up, and he stopped painting.
I never expected that being imprisoned in Azkaban would bring such an unexpected surprise!
"Wow, this is great! Azkaban is truly a blessed place; everyone here speaks so kindly. I love it here!"
Ethan smiled with delight, his eyes crinkling.
The dark wizard who had been sitting down couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Breathing is weak.
"The Black Wizard Extis's secret treasure—I don't know what it is, but it must be something valuable!"
"Perhaps it will be helpful to my current creative work."
Ethan pondered.
I stood up lightly, eager to follow the light and find out what was going on.
...The only problem is...
Ethan turned his head and looked outside the prison.
Auror Connie Rozier was gripping the railing with both hands, panting as she stared at him.
The long, black whip coiled in his hand seemed ready to spring into action.
The only problem is that his guardians are too fanatical.
but.
It's impossible to let this "criminal" run around freely.
"The treasure only appears at night. Its exact location is unknown, therefore the Anywhere Door is unusable."
'
Ethan stroked the pen, thinking, "Indeed, I must leave the prison and follow the light myself."
"The first thing to take care of is guarding Miss Rozier!"
The black wizard's treasure trove is sure to be fraught with danger.
Ethan didn't want to be attacked from both sides again.
I thought for a moment.
"Snapped!"
Ethan snapped his fingers and curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
The head that was assigned to Ravenclaw had a flash of inspiration.
I've got an idea.
He could use his position as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to keep Miss Rosier trapped in Hogwarts!
"Watching me is just Miss Rosier volunteering for overtime. Her real duty is to keep an eye on Professor Norn, who is listed as a high-ranking official by the Ministry of Magic, at the school."
"That is, me."
"Hmm? Something feels a little off..."
'
Day or night, isn't it still me being monitored?
Ethan looked at Miss Rozier with a deep gaze, thinking that her level of perversion might even surpass that of Luna.
It has the shadow of Qiu Zhang from back then.
The plan has been finalized.
Ethan lowered his head and picked up his diary again.
He hooked his hand at another prisoner.
The latter hurriedly scrambled over to serve as his seat.
They also expressed their gratitude with tears in their eyes.
"Shh, shh..."
'
The sound of a pencil scratching paper rang out again.
The Azkaban people were plunged into misery once again.
It was as if everything was normal.
Only Ethan's pair of diamond-blue eyes sparkled with an unusual brilliance!
Also, there's a lot to do...
The magical world awaits my return!