bookbashuk Chapter 345 The Demon Never Removes His Mask! Ethan's Opening Line Was a Royal Flush
Chapter 345 The Demon Never Removes His Mask! Ethan's Opening Line Was a Royal Flush
Chapter 345 The Demon Never Removes His Mask! Ethan's Opening Remarks Were a Royal Flush
Snape gripped his wand tightly, trembling with rage.
The hoarse voice demanded, "Where did this coffee table come from? Where's my huge cauldron? And don't think that just because you're a Ravenclaw student you can change Headmaster Slytherin's sofa to blue!!"
"And take off your mask!!"
The weirdest thing in the whole room is you, this "fake person"!!
Snape swayed twice.
With a feeble wave of his wand, he conjured up another sofa—
To get the "guests" to leave quickly, his office always only has a single sofa.
He slumped inside, utterly exhausted.
In the blink of an eye.
Ethan reacted quickly, flicking his finger!
They even changed the sofa where Snape was sitting to blue.
Snape:
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Snape: "Take your stupid look away from my wallpaper and don't make any more changes! Anything! You rude little troll!"
"Tsk, stingy."
Ethan regretfully looked away.
He put down the wand that had been itching to be used.
then.
And, in a good-natured manner, at the insistence of the meddlesome old bat, Deng.
She took off that beautiful mask.
"Sizzle sizzle".
The sound of skin sticking together sent chills down Snape's spine.
When I saw the beads of blood slowly seeping from Ethan's face.
Snape was taken aback.
Hesitantly glanced at the medicine in the desk drawer.
Ethan was clutching his mask, looking as if a loved one had died.
He said sorrowfully, "The chosen one of evil never takes off his mask."
Snape:
"Healed as before."
Ethan: "Ah!"
At Ethan's gasp, his face returned to its smooth state.
Snape snorted through his nose, thinking to himself:
...Ethan, that kid, is such a worry.
"Cough cough."
Snape put away his wand and cleared his throat awkwardly.
He steered the conversation back on track: "So, what brings you here so late at night?"
Ethan: "Do you know that Death Eater guy named 'Bella something something'?"
Snape raised an eyebrow: "Bellatrix Lestrange?"
"right."
Ethan snapped his fingers.
"Why are you looking for her? Wasn't she imprisoned in Azkaban?"
Snape's brow furrowed even more deeply.
Even he couldn't avoid getting involved with this crazy woman who was obsessed with Voldemort.
A bad feeling slowly crept into Snape's heart.
However, on the other hand...
From the moment Ethan came to visit him tonight.
From then on, there will be nothing but disasters.
Snape was mentally prepared.
No matter what shocking decision Ethan might make—even invading Azkaban—he would remain calm.
"Oh, it's nothing," Ethan said lightly. "It's just that Voldemort used Hufflepuff's cup to make one of his Horcruxes. And that cup is in Bellatrix's vault at Gringotts."
Snape: ? ? ?
Snape couldn't hold back any longer.
His expression twisted suddenly, his eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Hordeals?! How do you know about Hordeals, such an extremely evil form of dark magic?! No, Voldemort actually created Hordeals?! No wonder he can't be killed no matter what... wait, one of them is still in Bella's vault?"
Who exactly are you?
Snape paused.
Facing Ethan's smiling face, he pressed his temples in pain.
Don't drop so many explosive news items all at once!
He doesn't even know which one to complain about first!
Ethan crossed his legs and leisurely sipped his tea.
Tea made with magic, then drunk.
The main focus is on using the original broth to digest the original food.
The thing I like most is his carefree (and annoying) demeanor.
Snape took a deep breath.
He grabbed the teacup and gulped down a mouthful.
Suppress the anger in his heart.
Then he looked at Ethan and said hoarsely:
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"...How much more do you know? I must report this to Dumbledore."
He no longer bothered to wonder how Ethan knew all of this.
He's the reincarnation of Merlin.
There's no need to ask.
Ethan frowned, wary, and said, "The Horcrux is mine."
He also needs to utilize the energy of the small Fufu talisman inside!
Snape:
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Who would try to take it from you?
This is just impossible to talk about today.
Snape was furious, feeling that Ethan's hypocrisy was genuine.
He gulped down three large mouthfuls of tea to calm his anger.
Suddenly.
He smacked his lips, frowned, and said, "What did you put in this tea? It tastes weird."
Ethan smiled without saying a word.
Snape: ?
The hand holding the teacup grew increasingly stiff.
"Alright, let's not worry about these trivial matters." Ethan waved his hand. "What we need to deal with now is Bella's Horcruxes."
That's what Ethan thought.
Anyway, Voldemort doesn't have many Horcruxes left.
Rather than letting Dumbledore mess things up and end up ruining himself, it's better to let him do whatever he wants.
It would be better to...
He took care of everything.
Yes, it's definitely not because they covet the dark power inside.
Absolutely not.
Ethan: "I need to know where Bella hid the wand."
"Use her wand to enter her Gringotts vault."
Upon hearing this...
Snape became serious, put down his teacup, and pondered, "When Bella was captured, her residence was thoroughly searched inside and out, and her wand was not found... It's highly likely that it was hidden somewhere else."
"I don't know where her wand is, but we can go to Azkaban and use some tricks to find out the truth."
"However, it's not very convenient for me to go alone..."
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Ethan raised the corners of his mouth.
His cobalt blue eyes were fixed on Snape.
He said slowly, "Aren't there more suitable candidates?"
"Just now, Mr. Yaxley—Voldemort's Death Eater—left your office."
The words fell.
Snape's fingers trembled, and his eyes widened slightly.
Then he chuckled and said, "You really can't hide anything from me... If this weren't my residence, I would have thought you had planted surveillance in my office."
Ethan: Hehe.
Snape: ?
Um? ?
Under Snape's shocked gaze.
Ethan continued, "Axley is not only a Death Eater, but also a key figure in the Ministry of Magic. It would be much easier for him to obtain this information than for you."
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..." Snape barely managed to suppress the turbulent thoughts surging in his mind.
He glanced around warily.
He continued, "—Yaxley is indeed more convenient than me."
"But what reason should we use? That guy isn't someone who's easily fooled."
Ethan laughed heartily, "Haha, Professor Snape, are you getting senile?"
With a wave of his hand, he put that terrifying vortex mask back on his face.
Interlace your fingers and rest them casually on your raised knees.
With an air of strategic mastery, he calmly said, "Just tell him: this is Professor Ann Norn's next step in his plan."
"I think Mr. Yaxley would be very happy to prepare the home game himself."
Since this Death Eater wants to deal with me.
Let him give it a try!
—You can do that?!
Snape opened his mouth slightly in surprise.
Looking at that face that exudes a psychological attack.
I could only sense that beneath this alien exterior...
Hidden within is an even more insane soul!
—Axley assumed I was a Death Eater trusted by Voldemort and wouldn't doubt my words.
He thought he was secretly preparing everything.
Little did they know, his every move was...
They're all under Ethan's watchful eye!
Like a spider watching its prey thrash about in its web.
They have trapped themselves in their own web.
"Just as I said—if you ask Ethan directly, you'll get any answer you want."
Snape grinned and nodded, "Alright, I can handle that. With Dumbledore and I secretly overseeing things, I guarantee we'll get the real information."
Just thinking about how that arrogant Yaxley got his comeuppance...
Snape couldn't help but laugh.
He raised his teacup, saying with pleasure and admiration, "I wish you success, Professor Norn."
"I wish you success."
Ethan also raised his teacup and clinked it against Snape's.
The reddish-orange flames leaped and danced.
The two long shadows swayed incessantly on the wall.
It exuded a sinister and evil aura.
I really don't know which side is the righteous one.