bookbashuk Chapter 239 Minister Fudge is nothing! He doesn't understand justice at all!!
Chapter 239 Minister Fudge is nothing! He doesn't understand justice at all!!
Chapter 240 Minister Fudge is nothing! He doesn't understand justice at all!!
"whee."
Ethan's eyes crinkled.
A bright smile spread across his face, a smile that even made the extraordinary gatekeeper of the creature tremble with fear.
Bathed in brilliant light, it resembled a six-winged angel with eyes all over its body.
Ethan's eyes darted around as he pondered:
"Having obtained such a good thing, how can we not try it on our brothers?"
"I'm sure Little Pettigrew would also be willing to dedicate himself to the great art."
There's no need to worry about wasting it.
Because the gatekeeper is enormous.
The materials that are extracted can be used multiple times.
At this time.
"Click."
A soft sound was heard.
All that could be seen was the "withered tree branch" in his hand, which had already completed its mission, falling apart.
Only a palm-sized fragment remained.
The "fleeting sunrise" has faded into the "remnants of a blazing sun."
When you gather all three fragments of the shattered sun, you will gain omnipotent power.
Even, god-slaying!
Upon seeing those two words, Ethan's pupils contracted slightly.
In my mind, the phantom of the eyeball bubble in the silver key appeared.
"In the world... surely God also enjoys appreciating art."
Ethan thought.
"At that time, the whole world will be enveloped in a great artistic atmosphere..."
Just thinking about that wonderful vision for the future.
Ethan couldn't help but laugh.
Collect the remnants of the scorching sun.
Ethan has also reached his limit.
Exhaustion washed over him like a flood.
It's like a baby being in a warm cradle.
Ethan slowly closed his eyes.
She drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
I dreamt of the joy of a bountiful harvest.
As Ethan's figure gradually disappeared from the hidden place.
on the ground.
In the goalkeeper's eyes, the rising sun was reflected.
It was faint, and disappeared in an instant.
However, it remained in his retina for a long time.
【ah......】
The next era... will it be the era of the sun... or the long-dormant era of the "lamp"...?
【Ahhh...】
It kept sighing.
Brass tears rolled down his cheeks again.
For that "legend" who rose to power by stepping on its head, and whom it can no longer reach!
at the same time.
Hogwarts, the school infirmary.
Delisi looked in the mirror, touching the patch on his nose, his heart filled with extreme grief and depression.
on the ground.
Scattered among them was a roaring letter torn to pieces.
One comes from the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
[Do you even have a brain?! Why did you alert him and deliberately provoke Ethan?! Didn't I just tell you to monitor him?!]
The minister's roar still echoed in my ears.
[Besides, you didn't even catch Sirius! You let him escape for nothing!]
【waste!!】
[You are suspended from your duties! Do not do anything again! Reflect on your actions!]
Delilah slumped down, his face ashen.
He muttered:
Why compromise with that evil brat Ethan...?
"I was clearly lured into a trap by that brat!!"
Delishi clenched his fists, his heart burning with rage.
Who would have thought that the exit of the Screaming Shack would be right next to the Beating Willow!
twice!
He's already been taken to the school infirmary twice by Ethan!
It almost ruined his future; it was an utter disgrace!
"Damn it... As the side of justice, are we just going to stand by and watch evil run rampant...?"
"It's simply because there's no solid evidence."
Just then.
An owl fluttered in.
He threw a letter at Delisi's face.
"Wow!"
Delilah cried out in alarm, his heart pounding.
...My nerves are all worn out.
"Rita Skeeter, reporter for the Daily Prophet...?"
Delilah looked at the signature on the envelope and muttered in confusion:
"That reporter Rita, who dares to write anything? What does she want from me?"
Open the letter.
To his surprise, the very first line of the letter caught his eye!
I was so angry to hear about your recent ordeal that I wrote to you! It's truly heartbreaking to see such a righteous person like you from the Ministry of Magic meet such a fate!
Deli's breath hitched, and his eyes widened.
A surge of excitement welled up inside me, a feeling of being recognized!
He quickly continued reading:
"I can help you get your words out... Minister Fudge must also want to expose the true face of evil:"
Delix tightened his grip on the letter.
After a moment's hesitation, his gaze hardened.
Back to school day.
Ethan had two large, dark eyes.
Yawning, he staggered onto the Hogwarts Express.
The entire Christmas holiday.
Ethan was busy preparing a "surprise" for Little Pettigrew.
Drawing inspiration from "Lily: A History," and incorporating interesting trial elements...
"If Old Deng knew what I was preparing, he would be so surprised that he would collapse to the ground."
"Let Hogwarts become history once again!"
Ethan's gaze was intense.
At this time.
A clumsy younger student ran over and bumped into him.
When the student looked up, he hurriedly tried to apologize.
I spotted Ethan immediately.
He immediately let out a pig-like scream, just like a baby whose toe had been stepped on.
"No, don't kill me!!!" Ethan raised an eyebrow, then suddenly grinned. "Thanks for reminding me."
!!!
The student's eyes were wide open, like copper bells; he looked completely terrified.
Ethan turned his head and looked around.
The students whose gaze fell upon him hurriedly looked away and lowered their heads.
I dare not move.
...Who was so kind as to promote my work during the Christmas holidays?
Ethan pondered, "I didn't buy any press releases."
Until his roommate Michael barged into his and Luna's cubicle.
Ethan then realized the truth of the matter—it turned out that the Daily Prophet had published a front-page headline.
It was implied, both openly and covertly, that he was the one who hid Sirius Black and was an accomplice to evil.
Ethan exclaimed in surprise, "The Daily Prophet has such a brilliant person in it?"
I've never heard of that.
Luna added gently, "The Daily Prophet? Even dogs don't read that."
Michael:
"Hey, you guys are joking! This is serious!"
Michael wanted to squeeze next to Ethan.
However, under Luna's blue gaze, he silently sat down opposite her.
He quickly unfolded the Daily Prophet and began to read it aloud with great emotion:
"Is it a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality? The Ministry of Magic's inability to capture Sirius Black is due to 'his' interference?!"
"Big Reveal! A firsthand revelation from an Arrogant official in the Ministry of Magic! Witness how a third-year student at Hogwarts orchestrated Sirius Black's escape and attempted to resurrect that unspeakable mysterious figure."
Originally a man.
Ethan was listening perfectly well.
He would occasionally nod and gesticulate in approval of the excellent writing and Hu's abilities.
But I heard the last sentence.
Ethan's face immediately darkened.
"Trying to resurrect Voldemort along with Sirius Black? What a vile creature! Does he even need someone to resurrect him?"
In the midst of conversation.
A terrifying aura emanated from Ethan!
His black hair fluttered slightly, and a glittering golden light appeared in his cobalt blue eyes!
Michael was stunned.
His body suddenly stiffened due to human instinct.
In a moment of bewilderment and shame, it was as if the person sitting in front of him was not a human being like him.
Rather, it is a higher-order existence.
It seems that even Voldemort, whom the world fears and whose name is never spoken of, is someone that can be crushed with one hand.
...How come Ethan changed his nationality after going back to spend Christmas??
Michael trembled slightly.
Fine goosebumps appeared on my skin.
His knees buckled.
He knelt down abruptly, grabbed Ethan's legs with both hands, and shouted:
"Master, please accept my deepest homage!"
Master One Master zh-
The sound echoed throughout most of the train carriage.
Penelope, who was outside the cubicle and wanted to talk to Ethan, stood frozen in place, stunned.
quite a while.
He silently withdrew his hand.
Well, it seems Ethan isn't affected by the newspapers at all.
Is this the "Hogwarts brainwashing plan"?
Penelope said, letting out a long sigh.
His eyes were filled with a serene understanding, a sense of profound realization. What would become of the Ravenclaws, after all?
I have a feeling that it will become a house that even Slytherin would have to admit defeat to.
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