bookbashuk Chapter 348 The Trapdoor Under the Red House! Ethan's thoughts even frightened Boggart.
Chapter 348 The Trapdoor Under the Red House! Ethan's thoughts even frightened Boggart.
Chapter 348 The Trapdoor Under the Red House! Ethan's thoughts even frightened Boggart.
Through the gaps in those "blood vessels".
You can still vaguely see the shocked looks on the faces of the original inhabitants of the overturned alley outside.
No, it's not a gathering of dark wizards?
They didn't receive any notification either!
"Are we... stuck in this situation...?"
...?
The students said blankly.
I watched helplessly as a grasshopper jumped onto the wall of blood.
It instantly dissolved into a pool of blood foam.
???
Yaxley's heart skipped a beat.
His eyes widened in astonishment, and he turned his head sharply, staring at Ethan in disbelief!
—No, why did you do that?!
Isn't this just trapping yourself in a dead end?!
Could it be... that guy figured something out?
"5
'
A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.
Damn it, now I know why Snape didn't come along when he was born!
"Smack."
A red light flashed on the gate.
The engraved restrictions were easily broken, and the burst of flames scorched the vines, causing them to scatter.
Ethan took the lead and pushed open the door to enter.
There is Bella's wand, and ancient magic before it.
Ethan was naturally in high spirits.
It doesn't seem like they're taking students out for experience.
It looked more like they were on a picnic.
"Squeak!"
The rusty door hinges turned, making a harsh, screeching sound.
Ethan raised his hand to brush away the spider web above his head and stepped into the darkness of the room.
As he moved forward, the light streaming in from outside spread outwards.
It was as if the darkness was retreating step by step beneath his feet.
then.
Ethan stood at the boundary between light and darkness.
He turned his head and looked at the students who looked nervous and bewildered.
"6
""
The students stared at each other, their faces filled with innocent nausea.
Why aren't you moving?
Until several seconds later.
Only then did some students realize what was happening.
He hurriedly took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, and tried to activate the mysterious and profound magic power within his body.
Several "plop" sounds were heard.
Wandering in the quiet room.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Neville blushed and slowly shrank back.
"Fireflies twinkle, fireflies twinkle, fireflies twinkle..."
""
The low, muffled incantations were chanted repeatedly, overlapping to create a mysterious and profound feeling.
I wonder if it's because I don't have a magic wand.
at this time.
Students are better able to appreciate the intonation and rhythm of the incantation they are used to reciting.
at last.
"Buzz"
Tiny, wispy orbs of light drifted up from around the students.
It slightly dispelled the slender claws of darkness.
This result.
Sirius Black and Lupin both raised their eyebrows in amazement.
I initially thought Ethan was just joking and trying to torment everyone.
But I didn't expect you to actually do it for real!
"good."
Ethan nodded slightly.
His gaze swept over the students who were still unable to cast spells.
They didn't say much.
He turned and walked deeper into the house.
He is so kind that he will not scold students for not meeting the requirements.
When it becomes "unavoidable" to use it.
Surely, that will lead to a breakthrough.
Inside the mansion.
Everywhere was decay and filth.
The dust kicked up as they walked, causing the students to cough incessantly.
Ethan casually dealt with a few small traps, searching for traces of magic.
The disguise was removed using magic.
The hidden door beneath the carpet was revealed.
Another relic of ancient magic is hidden beneath this!
Ethan's breathing became slightly rapid.
Take out your magic wand and chant the spell.
The incantation, melodious and rhythmic, like some kind of elven music, echoed in the room.
Everyone was captivated.
He stared intently as Professor Uzumaki chanted the incantation.
This was the first time they had seen Professor Uzumaki use a wand since the start of the semester.
"Armor for protection."
The incantation fell.
A semi-transparent glow appeared around each student.
It looks ordinary.
In the blink of an eye, it drove away all the darkness in the room, enveloping it in a hazy light.
"So, our professor isn't incapable of using a wand," Hermione murmured, "but simply doesn't have the opportunity to use one!"
Also.
Normally, those bizarre creations alone would be enough to beat them up.
It wasn't even Professor Uzumaki's place to take action.
Ethan lowered his wand and said in a deep voice, "They can protect you to some extent. So you don't need to worry about anything."
"Go all out and give it your all to meet the challenge!"
"This Defense Against the Dark Arts class includes extracurricular activities..."
"Let's begin!"
The words fell.
Ethan then opened the hidden door and jumped down!
—We've fallen for their trap!
Yaxley watched Ethan's figure disappear.
The pupils constricted.
It took all my strength to suppress the smile on my lips.
He thought to himself, "Besides the poisonous fog that amplifies inner emotions, the Boggarts that materialize inner fears, and the deadly magical traps, there are also the vicious Death Eaters who just escaped from Azkaban..."
"Just one moment of distraction, one spell, and you'll become a fish on my chopping block, completely at my mercy!"
So what if I look strange?
They're all wizards, aren't they?
Yaxley didn't think the other side was that much better than them.
"Hmph, everyone has things they fear... I wonder if your Boggart will ultimately take your life!"
A fierce glint flashed in Yaxley's eyes.
He turned his head and looked through the vine-covered window at the terrifying blood-red wall.
His eyes were dull.
As if hypnotizing himself, he muttered, "It will definitely be my victory! The Dark Lord's victory!!"
The depth beneath the trapdoor is enough to kill ten Witchers.
The ground beneath Flipping Alley has been hollowed out.
"It's an illegal expansion."
Ethan muttered to himself.
I landed lightly, feeling my feet touch a shallow puddle.
As far as the eye could see, there was only darkness.
I can't see anything.
Only a putrid smell wafted through the air.
It has a cloyingly sweet taste.
Ethan had a sudden thought.
Several clusters of light, several times larger than the students' glowing lights, emerged.
It illuminated a large area around it.
If it weren't for the fear of being exposed.
Ethan would use flocks of birds directly.
"Pat-pat, pat-pat."
The soles of my boots stepped into the puddles, creating ripples.
Ethan looked around.
But no one can see it except oneself.
"Well, those students should probably jump down with me."
Ethan pondered.
In her cobalt blue eyes, the dark pink magic flow that permeated the air was reflected.
It enters the nasal cavity, bringing a subtle, sweet smell.
Like pollen.
It spreads through the trachea to the lungs and diffuses into the blood vessels.
It ignited the blood.
This made Ethan feel a restlessness from the depths of his body and soul!
"Pat-pat-pat, pat-pat-pat."
Under the mask.
Ethan's diamond-blue eyes shone even brighter.
The magic power emanating from his body overflowed uncontrollably.
It coalesced into a distorted, iridescent display.
As Ethan moved forward...
The puddles underfoot gradually turned into a sticky, scarlet swamp.
It sticks to the soles of the feet.
With each step, long, membrane-like strands of flesh would be stretched out.
"hiss"
Ethan took a deep breath.
He squinted his eyes and grinned widely.
If at this time.
Yaxley noticed his expression.
There's probably no need for such formalities; they could simply kneel and beg Ethan to become one of their supreme black wizards!
"Ah—it's been so long since I've felt this relaxed."
Ethan smiled brightly.
He raised his hand and stroked the stone wall that had become a wall of flesh and blood, his fingertips playfully tracing the faces of people screaming in pain on it.
"Miranda pollen has the effect of amplifying people's inner emotions...it really inspires me."
"Is this my bonus level?"
Ethan tilted his head.
With a terrifying, swirling face, he looked down at the black mist huddled in front of him: "Aren't you right, Mr. Boggart?"
—Thinking about it that way.
Back then, Professor Lupin didn't let him attend. How was he supposed to cope with Boggart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?
Ethan: "Since we're already here, it wouldn't be right not to let you do something useful."
Ugh.
It's time for a change.
The dark wizard believed that as long as he caught someone off guard, he could solve everything by casting a killing curse.
Let him use the Boggart to teach the dark wizards a lesson.
This is an extra lesson!
"Perfect timing, I've never really had a chance to fully utilize my 'Ferryman of the Styx'..."
""
Ethan slowly extended his demonic claws towards Boggart, who was practically screaming with a mouth.