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

Chapter 226 Minister Fudge: What?! Ethan has started training the army?!

Chapter 227 Minister Fudge: What?! Ethan has started training the army?! (Pupils dilate in shock)

Werewolves are a chosen calamity; defying them comes at a great cost.

Mr. Blake offered his body, his consciousness merging into the forbidden book.

[Luring those who come after as sacrifices, reaching the final destination, using blood to bring the daughter back to life]

But your presence turned the tide of the battle.

Healing the werewolf is an act against fate; you will face unprecedented challenges...and opportunities.

Dark blue subtitles appeared before my eyes.

Ethan: "An opportunity! Yay!!"

fate?

Give it two slaps and see if it still goes crazy!

Treasures are found in danger, and suffering is the test.

Ethan will not back down.

"I remember Professor Snape saying that."

"A key factor in improving the wolfsbane medicine is the lack of a powerful protective material—evening primrose."

Ethan thought.

It has become extinct in modern times.

But in 1612... it should still be possible to find it.

Thinking of this.

Ethan smiled and made his decision.

"Perfect timing, the Weasley family still owes me a favor."

After giving his instructions, Ethan left with his students and professors.

The silver key sent a signal to return.

Before leaving.

Professor Snape looked at the reunited wizards, his face twitched, and he let out a heavy snort.

The war was finally over.

The result was something none of the wizards had anticipated.

All the fairies who participated in the war died, while the humans suffered few casualties.

It far exceeded the wizards' expectations.

It's wonderful, like a dream.

Considering the ominous nature of solar eclipses, it should be considered a "nightmare."

"Brother!!"

Little Amy, with her two braids, came running over shouting.

He suddenly threw himself into the arms of Henry Weasley, who was covered in dirt.

Hao Tao burst into tears:

"Aaaaaah! I thought... I thought Amy would never see her brother again!!"

"Haha, how could that be... I'm sorry for making you worry."

Henry slumped to the ground, his eyes red, and hugged his younger sister.

With lingering fear, I looked at the broken walls and ruins.

When the fortress exploded, it was the terrifying three-headed monster that protected them.

This prevented them from being affected by the explosion and collapse.

If it weren't for that three-headed dog...... there wouldn't be that mysterious boy.

I'm afraid all of their prisoners will die down there.

"It's all thanks to that mysterious person..."

Henry murmured, watching the wizards tending to the wounded and burying the dead in the ruins.

Watching them struggle to wave their wands—for some reason, magic seemed to have stopped working here.

A field of flowers bloomed on the raised mound of earth.

The rotting corpse of the fairy leader was burned.

The ash will seep into the soil.

Nourish this land that has been dug up and destroyed by the fairies.

Miss Black is in a coma and will be sent to Hogwarts for treatment.

Some say she's a werewolf—which is why she was expelled from the Black family.

It was all because of that mysterious black-haired boy that they regained their human form.

But in any case.

At this point, nobody cares about these things anymore.

The sunlight was dim.

It felt like I'd been bitten by something.

However, that slightly dim light was just right for the current atmosphere.

"Was the one who saved everyone a great hero?"

Little Amy looked up and asked innocently.

"hehe."

Henry smiled.

He stood up from his knees, supported by the blood-stained baton of the demon.

Looking into the depths of the dense forest, his eyes shimmered.

He shook his head and said:

"No, I don't think the one who saved us can be called a 'hero.'"

"It should be said that it is a more powerful villain, a 'Demon King' who controls evil."

His power seemed to come from the underworld.

It instilled fear in everyone, and even more so in the villains.

A great demon who creates every living being equally and ruthlessly makes the world run according to his own rules.

"But one"

"It seems more fun to hang out with the villains."

Henry grinned.

The face stained with fairy blood frightened Amy a little.

I have a feeling that my brother has changed... He's no longer the pure and kind-hearted older brother he used to be...

"Come on! Let us pay homage to the Demon King!!"

Henry shouted, raising his fist with fervor.

"May his wishes come true, and may he forge ahead on his path! May his name resound throughout the world—'Wright (the lamp)!!!'"

And he will do as Wright tells him.

They gave away everything the Weasley family had.

Go find and cultivate rare flowers—evening primroses.

The world is changing rapidly.

The only constant.

It's the name "Wright".

Quietly, it appeared in a rewritten history that should never have existed.

The letter awaits to be opened and discovered.

Ministry of Magic.

"What? You're saying Hogwarts students have started practical combat training???"

Minister Fouché was shocked; his greasy face turned deathly pale.

The Aurors and Dexter, who were reporting, nodded: "They even ordered a batch of armor."

Minister Fauci collapsed into his seat.

Deluxe: "They are led by Ethan Vincent."

Minister Fookie: "?!?!"

Panting heavily, terrified.

Is Ethan finally going to start training his own army?!

Hogwarts, are you trying to rebel?!

But why would a wizard buy armor?

Fuji was completely baffled.

But in any case.

This will seriously threaten his rights and status!

Minister Fudge clenched his fist: "Damn it—is Sirius still missing?"

Delilah shook his head.

It's as if it vanished into thin air.

There wasn't a single trace of them.

sometimes.

Even Delilah couldn't help but suspect that Ethan might be behind it all.

But then I thought about it again and realized it was impossible.

Sirius Black is a notorious criminal whom even the Ministry of Magic struggles to deal with.

Ethan was, after all, just a third-grade kid.

No matter how capable you are, you can't control a vicious murderer.

"waste!"

Minister Fouché roared and slammed his fist on the table.

He had a persistent sense of unease.

It seems like I can't wait to catch Sirius.

In the future, something terrible might happen that would shake the very foundation of his power.

...Negotiations with Dumbledore's side are underway to allow the Aurors to search the school!

Minister Fouché said hoarsely, his forehead covered in sweat.

"We're there to protect the students, and Dumbledore has no reason to refuse... Find an opportunity to 'inadvertently' reveal the true identity of 'Professor Lupin'!"

Minister Fouché grinned slyly.

Often, a bigger piece of news can divert public attention.

Let them temporarily overlook the Ministry of Magic's dereliction of duty.

He was extremely skilled at this...

Waiting for the night of the full moon.

There's no way to hide it!

"yes!"

"Delix said loudly."

He straightened his back, his gaze intense.

Ethan.

Challenges, fishing at sea—all sorts of painful memories flooded my mind.

This time, he's determined to avenge his previous defeat and prove his strength as an Auror!

Fate will surely be on their side of justice.

the other side.

Hogwarts.

The sun rises in the east.

Professor Snape slowly woke up from his bed, which, while not exactly comfortable, was at least a place to sleep.

They left the battlefield, filled with the smoke and the smell of rust.

He felt incredibly comfortable.

Hmph, if it weren't for Lily, he wouldn't want to get involved in this mess!

Ancient demon rebellion?

That's all in the past, what does it have to do with him!

Fortunately, it's all over.

He can finally return to his peaceful daily life...

Thinking this way.

Snape opened his eyes.

What came into view was Ethan's smiling face, which seemed almost within reach.

Snape: ? ! !

"Where is the divine sword, none!"

A loud bang.

Snape tumbled off the bed and crashed heavily onto the floor.

Ethan, watching Professor Snape groan in pain, said with amusement:

Good morning! I'm so glad to see you so energetic!

Professor Snape:

I'm not happy.

Startled by this, Snape was wide awake.

He tried his best to keep a straight face and not let himself look bad.

Clutching his aching back, he leaned against the wall and slowly climbed up. He saw familiar surroundings and realized he hadn't been moved to some dark, damp cave or a beach teeming with ominous creatures.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then his face suddenly darkened.

He said, slowly and deliberately:

"I'd like to ask, you barged into the professor's private room without permission... there must be something extremely urgent, right?"

"For example, what if a dark wizard attacks? What if Hogwarts collapses?"

Snape stared intently at Ethan, looking like a snake poised to strike.

Ethan blinked and exclaimed, "Wow—you have prophetic abilities, Professor Snape!"

Snape: "...

Ethan: "Actually, the reason I came to visit you this time is to ask you for some advice."

Snape raised an eyebrow: "I'm all ears."

Ethan smiled.

The moonflower that can heal werewolves is still nowhere to be found.

There is no information available about a container capable of holding ancient magical runes in the palm of one's hand.

For a moment, he seemed to be stuck in a rut.

But it's alright.

This is a magical world.

Even luck can be controlled by people. Ethan: "I want to learn how to prepare Felix Felicis, Professor Snape."

then.

Try to replicate the effects of the potion onto the painting!