bookbashuk Chapter 332 Shopping in Diagon Alley! Ron: Ethan, what kind of Tom, Dick, and Harry are the Defense
Chapter 332 Shopping in Diagon Alley! Ron: Ethan, what kind of Tom, Dick, and Harry are the Defense
Chapter 332 Shopping in Diagon Alley! Ron: Ethan, what kind of Tom, Dick, and Harry are the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors?
Inside the Break the Cauldron bar.
The golden light gradually faded.
Ethan glanced around and spotted Harry and his group peeking in through the doorway.
That appearance.
Like a groundhog emerging from its burrow.
This makes Ethan's Silver Hammer eager to strike.
Look at the watch.
Approaching one o'clock and one minute.
Ethan nodded.
This fits his stereotype of Gryffindor students who never leave the house until the very last minute.
"My companions have arrived."
Ethan's cobalt blue eyes looked down with pity at the kneeling believers.
He declared loudly, "I am about to leave, to embark on a new and great journey!"
His voice was deep and resonant.
The believers were so excited they trembled.
I look up at Ethan with the utmost reverence!
As if they were about to embark on that "great journey" together, hesitantly reached out his hand to Ethan.
Harry and others:
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It's just going to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies!
That sounds like you're going to conquer the world!
...I'm so tired.
"bring it on!"
Ethan swished his head and turned away.
With a burning gaze, he extended his hand to Harry and the others in an inviting gesture, and called out loudly, "Let's move forward together, brothers!"
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Amidst envious, jealous, and resentful gazes.
Harry and his group, heads bowed and cheeks flushed, walked through the bar.
I was so ashamed I wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.
This made Harry even more...
I dreamt of my first time in first grade, when everyone surrounded me, wanting to shake my hand.
...No, back then.
It's not even as shameful as it is now!!
"Blood Mother Hell..." Ron's eyes glazed over. "Weren't we supposed to be shopping in Diagon Alley?"
"Why do they look at us like we're lambs about to be gloriously sacrificed?!"
If you ask Ethan...
Ethan would answer him gently:
Even a two-legged sheep is still a sheep.
Before leaving the tavern.
Ethan looked at the donation box and the free supplies.
He nodded in approval.
really.
A beer hall is the best starting point for starting a business.
The location is easy to find and has a large flow of people.
Under the influence of alcohol, the atmosphere can easily become incredibly lively.
Since the trial of Pettigrew and the healing potion for the werewolf.
The reputation of the Enlightenment Lamp Society gradually spread.
Lupin was in charge at first.
just now.
As the number of believers gradually increased, Sirius, who was "idle at home," also slowly joined in.
Although compared to Lupin's thoughtful consideration.
Sirius played the most significant role.
It serves as a means of suppression.
Hmm...like a wolf guarding a flock of sheep.
Let those troublemakers...
Experience the authentic flavor of "Azkaban trainees".
And Ethan, as the leader.
From time to time, it comes from the paintbrush.
A glimpse of miraculous magic.
That's enough to win people's hearts.
Back to the present.
Ethan encouraged the believers, saying, "Continue to carry forward our glory."
"When danger comes, you will be protected without worry."
"Ah—bless your might, Lord Vincent!"
The believers were extremely grateful.
Even the bar owner, Old Tom, was there.
Seeing this, they were all a little envious.
...Although Ethan is a little bit strange.
But it cannot be denied.
Being able to receive his protection is the most reassuring thing.
Ethan slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
He wasn't just making things up.
Fate is destined to unleash a great war in the magical world.
He planned to transform the already sturdy Hogwarts into a large sanctuary.
The light of the lamp will spread throughout the world.
Ethan only allows his followers to bathe in the darkness he has created.
Rather than some "Grim Reaper".
Ethan pondered, "We also obtained a rare blueprint for an alchemical fortress from the past Fairy Wars."
"Yes, we can use it at Hogwarts."
This is a huge project.
It requires more than just Ethan's efforts.
"We need to think this through carefully..." Ethan murmured. "Fortunately, there are still two or three years before the big war begins."
"I'm not in such a hurry."
"This semester, as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, my primary task is to improve the overall level of my students."
"After all, once fate is altered, the difficulty of the great battle will increase dramatically."
Most importantly, and what Ethan disapproves of the most.
It's just a change to the "bad habit" of wizards turning into Muggles without wands.
"I can't wait for school to start."
Ethan squinted his eyes and hummed twice with great interest.
"Come quick, Ethan!"
Harry and his friends were standing at the back door of the bar.
He called out to him in a low voice.
Ethan snapped out of his thoughts.
Chin held high, he strode forward with steady and proud steps.
He walked toward the crowd that was waiting for him.
—This time, we really will win.
No one will be left behind, ushering in a new era!
"Click-clack".
The brick wall rotated and closed behind me.
It shielded him from the burning gazes behind him.
Ethan heard Harry and the others beside him breathe a long sigh of relief.
Ethan was taken aback by his lung capacity.
Come into view.
It's still the same bustling Diagon Alley.
As the brick road stretches forward, various shops line both sides.
You can hear shouts like, "Dragon liver costs two gallons a ounce, why don't you just rob it?!"
Ethan took the lead.
The wizards who were passing by saw him.
They all showed expressions of surprise and awe.
Their minds involuntarily conjured up images of Ethan's "great achievements".
Their feet instinctively stepped back.
Like Moses parting the sea, he parted a path for Ethan.
Ethan couldn't help but exclaim, "The people here are so kind and humble. It seems my art is gradually winning their hearts."
Harry and Ron both wore expressions that suggested they wanted to say something but hesitated, yet still wanted to say something.
Like watching Voldemort perform a high-energy dance.
Under Ethan's leadership.
The group, familiar with the process, quickly purchased all the necessary supplies for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Includes "Introduction to Advanced Magic: Gesture Casting" and "From Beginner to Tomb: The Complete Guide to Wandless Casting".
And blank scrolls, various spiritual minerals, plant essential oils, etc.
There are many varieties.
Ethan didn't even glance at the school reopening list.
He received a look of admiration from Hermione: "He even knows the required supplies by heart! It's as if he wrote them himself!"
"Ethan must have studied beforehand! He's so diligent, I can't lose!"
talking.
Hermione started staring at the back-to-school checklist and began memorizing it.
Harry: It doesn't have to come down to this level of comparison.
He looked at the complex high-level magic.
He frowned and said, "How am I supposed to learn this... Sigh, I feel like this is another weirdo."
Spellcasting without a staff.
Only a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore could master it!
They're only in fifth grade, how could they possibly learn that?
Ron chuckled and said, "What does it matter?"
"Anyway, we've never really paid attention in our Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so who cares who the professor is!"
"I'll be leaving after a year~"
Harry nodded, blurting out the "forbidden" name: "Haha, yeah. Maybe Ethan should teach one."