Hogwarts: Starting as a Card Maker from a Failed Art Student

Chapter 282 The Thunder King Appears! A Living Portrait: "The Dead Dragon Felsanx"!

Chapter 283 The Thunder King Appears! A Living Portrait: "The Dead Dragon Felsanx"!

"W-What happened?!"

"Why did it suddenly get dark? Am I going blind?"

"Look there!"

Cedric suddenly stood up, pointed at the pitch-black sky, and exclaimed:

"Merlin! Are those wings?!"

Everyone looked up.

All that could be seen was the "black curtain" in the sky, moving slowly.

Upon closer inspection, you'll discover...

Those were actually a pair of jet-black fleshy wings!

It spread across the sky, covering the sky and over everyone's head!

Dark clouds appeared.

And within this cloud of black mist.

Suddenly, a pair of scarlet eyes opened.

In an instant.

The once noisy stands fell almost instantly to complete silence.

A powerful pressure emanating from above swept in from above.

It made them instinctively hold their breath and dare not make a sound.

They were terrified of startling this terrifying monster!

"Shh"

In silence.

The black-haired boy on the inside of the field raised his finger and put it to his lips.

The radiance of magic gushed forth from his wand, which was deeply embedded in the ground.

Ethan raised his dazzling cobalt blue eyes, grinned, and said, word by word:

"First match summary: Defeat the Dead Dragon, Fulsanxx—."

"Please, everyone, listen to the dragon's roar!"

The words fell.

A deafening roar swept in like thunder!

【roar!!!】

"Hmm!"

In the stands.

Hermione, like the other students, couldn't help but cover her ears, feeling a chill run down her spine!

She stared blankly at the terrifying black dragon, her eyes filled with fear.

And reverence.

So powerful—so beautiful! Hermione shuddered, captivated by the pure beauty of sheer power.

Referee's box.

Principal Durmstrang, Karkarov lunged straight at the fence!

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the black dragon that seemed to change the very color of the sky, and he cried out in shock:

"What...what is that thing?! Is that a dragon?!"

Judging from its appearance, it is undoubtedly a dragon.

But he had never seen a dragon of such enormous size!

A dragon's strength is generally proportional to its age.

This level of power—it must be from an ancient dragon.

But how is that possible?

Even if the ancient dragons weren't extinct, Ethan would never bring one to school!

It's the same old thing—it appears suddenly!

It was like being hit on the head with a heavy hammer.

Karkaroff felt his mind was in complete chaos.

At this moment, only one thought remains:

Is this the Britain that is known for being "conservative" and "old-fashioned"?

That's way ahead of its time!!

Not seeing Dumbledore beside him, his beard trembled.

Unable to hold it in, a smile crept onto his lips.

the other side.

It was accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring.

Crimson lightning bolts cleaved down from the dark clouds!

"Ah!"

In the audience, students screamed in terror and pushed each other backward.

But they soon discovered...

The lightning struck a semi-transparent barrier and vanished completely.

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Protective Magic: [All Curses End]!

The dozens of wizards assisting in the spell squatted on the ground, gritting their teeth and persevering.

I can feel the magic power within me rapidly draining away.

He struggled to open his eyes in the howling wind and stared at Ethan in astonishment!

What an amazing amount of magic power!

He single-handedly held up most of the barrier!

In front of that boy, they were nothing more than supporting characters and assistants!

"Unbelievable, this is power possessed by an underage wizard..."

"If he were an Auror, there probably wouldn't be any dark wizards left in the world..."

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"That's amazing..."

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Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

Just as these wizards were marveling.

The actual contestants already felt somewhat dead.

"We...we must defeat such a monster...?"

Furong trembled as she looked up at the ancient black dragon that stood before her like a mountain.

I felt that my previous courage and will had crumbled away like pieces of weathered plaster.

Ethan gave her a strange look and laughed:

"Of course not."

Furong's pupils contracted, and a glimmer of hope appeared in them:

"Really"

"certainly."

Ethan nodded.

Beneath the dark clouds, which surged like a stormy sea, were black whirlpools.

Ethan spread his arms wide, his black hair flying in the wind, his robes billowing behind him.

A bright, sunny smile spread across his face.

"Just dragons won't do! That's too monotonous. We need to add something more interesting!"

The words fell.

Fu Rong's face suddenly stiffened.

A card crackling with crimson lightning appeared in Ethan's hand:

"Painting: Thunder Spear!"

"brush!"

Amidst the screams of the crowd.

Thousands of lightning bolts struck down, coating the heavens and earth in a red glow!

Gathered in the black dragon's two claws, they formed two scarlet spears that pierced the sky!

Lightning crackled and flickered around the spear, sending chills down one's spine.

Ethan smiled.

This is his masterpiece!

Based on the Norwegian Spinosaurus that inhabits the depths of the Forbidden Forest, this is a replica of a Tier 3 Gold Legendary level living portrait!

Ancient dragon, Fulthances!

Originally, Ethan wanted to include his weapon in the drawing as well.

But he discovered that his magic was insufficient.

Indeed, this is not a summoned reflection of an ancient god, but a real ancient dragon.

As an incomparably powerful dragon descendant.

The amount of magic power consumed also increases exponentially.

then.

Ethan had a sudden inspiration.

Like a world-devouring serpent, disassemble its weapons and paint them on another picture.

At the crucial moment, the two paintings merged into one.

Then you can achieve the same effect within your body's tolerance range!

【Name: Thunder Spear - Death Dragon Fulsanx's Exclusive Weapon】

[Rank: Tier 2 - Golden Legend]

[Type: Weapon]

[Effect: Weapons crafted using Cursed Death Stones possess an overwhelming power that only dragons can wield without being crushed; they can unleash crimson lightning imbued with cursed power to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.]

On the referee's bench.

Headmaster Beauxbatons, Mrs. Maxim stood up abruptly, her face pale:

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—We're withdrawing from the competition!

She roared in shock and anger, slamming her fist, as big as a bowl, against the fence.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on his face.

then.

He then met Mr. Crouch's cold, hard gaze:

"The selected warriors must participate... and you've already signed the 'Risk Waiver Agreement,' haven't you?"

That's because nobody knew that they'd pull off an ancient dragon in the very first match!

Are all the British crazy?!

At this time.

Dumbledore, having watched the spectacle to his heart's content, coughed and offered words of comfort:

"Don't worry, Mrs. Maxim."

"Although Ethan always likes to make a big show of things, he's still a good kid at heart and wouldn't really hurt anyone."

Mrs. Maxim raised an eyebrow: "I recall you've lost several Slytherins over the years, haven't you?"

Dumbledore:

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cough.

Those were all accidents, accidents.

one way or another.

Since we're already here, it's impossible to stop halfway through.

On the scarlet arena surrounded by barriers, Ethan clapped his hands.

It guides the gale and hovers in mid-air.

Looking down at the nine warriors on the ground, it was as if a crack had appeared in the mask of the elegant gentleman.

A smile of excitement and savagery spread across his face:

"Come on! Use all your strength to kill this ancient dragon!"

"Come and earn the right to challenge me."

Ethan narrowed his eyes and said, enunciating each word clearly:

"Friendly reminder: Dragons' fatal weakness lies in their lower jaw."