bookbashuk Chapter 335 On the Eve of School Start! All Ready! Mr. Weasley: What do you think of my Ginny?
Chapter 335 On the Eve of School Start! All Ready! Mr. Weasley: What do you think of my Ginny?
Chapter 335 On the Eve of School Start! All Ready! Mr. Weasley: What do you think of my Ginny?
"I need to work hard too. It's just a change of address!"
Hermione murmured, clenching her little fists.
A blush rose on her cheeks.
Harry & Ron: A friendship of four is ultimately too crowded with just the two of us.
Hmph~
Meanwhile, Mr. Weasley was completely dumbfounded.
The difficult "big fish eat little fish" thinking process began:
They knew they couldn't handle a group of crazy dark wizards.
The dark wizard fears the werewolf pack, who are the overlords of the alley.
The werewolf pack refers to Ethan as their master...
That Ethan...
Mr. Weasley chuckled. "Ha! So it turns out Ethan's the owner of Knockturn Alley!"
And they are the lowest level of existence in Knockturn Alley, right?
Everything is clear now!
"
'
Mr. Weasley burst into tears!
He felt as if a pitiful, thick barrier had already separated him from the black-haired boy in front of him!
"I'm so stupid, so very stupid!"
The newspaper descriptions of Ethan weren't actually from a fantasy film.
It's a documentary!
A dangerous and powerful pack of werewolves, gradually taking control of Knockturn Alley and the dark side of the wizarding world...
Mr. Weasley dared not think any further.
There's a hint of something.
Ethan's true intentions were not the same as theirs.
These werewolves were members of the Beacon Society, recruited by Lupin.
Although I haven't received the potion to remove the curse yet.
But this only applies to the nights of the full moon each month.
That's already a "miracle"!
The werewolves all looked at Ethan.
Her eyes were wet.
In a daze, it seemed as if the fierce wolves had transformed into large dogs.
"Master Vincent, it was you who suppressed our werewolf curse, it was you who gave us hope for life...!"
His tone was strange, and his voice was muffled.
As if they hadn't spoken in a long time: "We originally intended to remain in the shadows, quietly working for you..."
"
"But seeing that your companion seemed to be in trouble, he ran out... Sorry to let you see our ugly appearance."
talking.
The werewolves lowered their heads in shame.
He wanted to hide his beast-like, ferocious face.
next second.
But Ethan grabbed her hands.
"I will never look down on my fellow countrymen."
A clear and powerful voice rang out.
The werewolves looked up in surprise and were met with a face that was as warm and resolute as a spring breeze.
at this time.
Ethan's gaze was intense.
He was like the sun, radiating golden light!
He spoke slowly and deliberately, in a deep voice: "You will be healed, I guarantee it."
Just one short sentence.
But it struck the werewolves like a heavy hammer!
This startled them, leaving them speechless with astonishment!
To know.
In the past, that's what they heard most.
It means "You're hopeless."
Healing, hope, and so on, seem to begin the moment one is bitten by a werewolf and infected with the curse.
Then it disappeared.
"Ah..."
'
The leader of the werewolves spoke with trepidation.
A deep reverence arises from every single hair on your head.
"You are the first person to assure us that you can cure us!"
"Merciful master!!"
You are like a lamp, giving hope to these creatures in darkness.
[Soul Fusion Increased by 0.1%]
Current Soul Fusion Rate: 93.8%
The soul fusion level given this time is low.
But the future is promising.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
All that remains is for this tiny spark to one day burn into a raging inferno that will shake the entire magical world!
After a while.
The werewolves wiped their eyes.
Soon, he returned to his original fierce appearance.
He said hoarsely, "Master, should we render those dark wizards speechless forever?"
"Take off those arms and legs."
Mr. Weasley was terrified when he heard this.
Ethan shook his head: "No need. Knockturn Alley has its own way of navigating it; there's no need to interfere too much..."
'
"A simple lesson will suffice."
"Understood, Master."
talking.
The werewolves grinned excitedly and bloodthirstily, baring their fangs.
I don't even know what I "understood".
Werewolf: "By the way, Master. Something seems a bit strange in Diagon Alley lately."
Ethan raised an eyebrow: "Explain in detail."
The werewolves were thinking.
Slowly organizing his thoughts, he said, "We can't quite explain it, it's just a feeling... a constant sense of unease. It's like we're always living in danger."
"But we searched the entire Knockout Lane and found nothing unusual."
Restlessness... a feeling of constant danger?
—Could it be that fate has intervened?
Ethan's eyes brightened slightly.
He grinned broadly, patted the werewolf's rock-solid shoulder, and praised, "You did a great job! This intelligence is very useful to me."
"Is that so?"
The werewolves were both surprised and puzzled.
after all.
Even they couldn't say what use this information was.
But if the owner is happy, they are happy too!
The werewolves: "We will continue to keep a close watch on you, Master! We will inform Mr. Lupin immediately at the slightest sign of trouble!"
Ethan nodded: "Please take care of me."
Ethan's eyes darkened, and he silently thought to himself:
Fate, you must know.
You're not just dealing with me.
Rather, it's the entire magical world.
Leave the upside-down alley.
On the return trip.
Mr. Weasley kept repeating the process of "taking a deep breath, about to say something," "then deflated and shut his mouth."
Until Ethan gently said, "You don't need a mouth? I can sew it up for you~ Friendship price, 12% off."
Spit it out.
Mr. Weasley shuddered.
Meeting Ethan's expectant gaze, he coughed twice and said shyly, "Ethan, what do you think of our Ginny?"
Ethan: ?
Hermione: ?
Ron: ? ? ?
Harry: Aba aba.
Under several burning gazes, Ethan hesitated for a moment.
It answered seriously, "It's a good carbon-based life form, with healthy bones and flesh, rated as excellent."
Mr. Weasley:
'
'
Are you some kind of "Terminator"?!
"Ahem, what is that?"
Mr. Weasley pressed down on his incessantly yelling, silly son.
Pretending not to see Hermione's accusing look, he continued, "You and Ginny are only a year apart, and Ginny really admires you. Although you two aren't in the same house, my wife has always liked Ravenclaw's bright students. Ginny is a bit stubborn, but hey, hey, hey, Ethan?! Where are you?!"
Ethan: Farewell.
Luna had prepared dinner at home and was waiting for me.
Ethan seemed to have fallen into another dimension from the ground.
The person suddenly fell and disappeared.
Only a dark door remains, closed in an instant.
A teleportation portal is a very useful item!
"call!"
Hermione breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
He glared at Mr. Weasley with displeasure, snorted, and strode quickly forward on his own.
As for his simple-minded son Ron, he was still yelling, "Ginny? Tell her to dream! What grade is she in?!"
"6
'
Mr. Weasley paused for a moment.
After a moment, he shook his head with a wry smile.
A hint of seriousness flickered in his eyes, and he murmured almost imperceptibly, "If only we could use even familial affection to restrain this unpredictable young man, Ethan..."
'
Unfortunately, Ethan is so easily influenced.
They also can't accomplish feats like creating a cure for werewolves, which is a pipe dream.
Mr. Weasley turned his head, his tone becoming lighter: "Alright, children! We should go home for dinner!"
"While you don't need to be as studious as Ravenclaws, for the sake of your precarious grades, you should still focus more on your studies in the remaining time!"
"Especially Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"
"I have a feeling you're about to have an incredible new professor!"
Ron rolled his eyes: "Oh—come on! If the new professor is really capable, I'll do a handstand right now!"
Amidst laughter and cheers.
The last rays of the setting sun disappeared below the horizon.
The bright moon and stars lit up.
It is now nightfall.
Weeks later.
On the eve of the start of the school term.
"It's done!"
Ethan was breathing heavily, his hands and face splattered with a strange, unidentified red liquid.
Excited and delighted, they held up an even more bizarre "face".
Title: Children of Men
[Type: Sculptural Artwork]
[Rank: Tier 3, Blue Rare]
[Effect: When applied to the face, it transforms into a face that appears as natural as real skin. No magic can detect it, and even fate itself cannot discern your true form for a certain period.]
[Comment: Although her appearance is somewhat questionable... it just matches your aesthetic, doesn't it?]
[A moment of silence for those who will be facing this face for the entire school year]