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

Chapter 211 The pendant box that Kreacher voluntarily gave to Regulus (

Chapter 212 The pendant box that Kreacher voluntarily gave to Regulus (

Ethan looked up.

From the outside, the house appears dilapidated.

The windows were covered in grime.

Like a haunted house that appeared out of nowhere, it stands in stark contrast to the warm and tidy houses around it.

Sirius: "I must warn you. There are some very unpleasant things in this house..."

Sirius's face was gloomy.

however.

Before he could finish speaking...

Ethan walked past him and eagerly pushed open the door to enter.

Sirius's decisive action surprised him.

Then, he chuckled.

Looking at Ethan, there was more admiration in his eyes.

"Hey!

Sirius chased after him and called out softly:

"With your fearless personality, how did you end up in the boring Ravenclaw?"

They should come to Gryffindor!

Ethan: "Yeah, I should have gone to Hufflepuff."

Sirius: ? ? ?

What's so strange?

He fell into deep doubt.

More than ten years later, has Hufflepuff evolved into a different form?

Step inside.

Ethan held his breath, his eyes scanning his surroundings with keen curiosity.

The surroundings are filled with the marks of time.

Peeling wallpaper, a dirty carpet with footprints, and cobwebs covering the corners of the walls.

Ethan took a deep breath of the musty air and sighed:

"Your family has such good taste, I have to praise you, Sirius."

Look at that perfectly shaped spider web, it exudes aristocratic style.

Sirius: "...Whatever makes you happy."

Ethan walked forward down the corridor.

My gaze swept over the faded, blackened paintings on the wall.

Until I saw a huge portrait.

Ethan stopped and stood beneath the giant painting.

Her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed softly, "Wow..."

This is a portrait painting of exceptional skill.

It's incredibly realistic.

If you weren't close enough, you wouldn't be able to see the delicate brushstrokes on it.

At first glance, it looks just like a real person.

It was an old woman who was fast asleep.

By conventional standards, she was quite ugly.

His face was wrinkled, his skin was sallow, and he wore a black hat.

Sirius muttered, "Damn it..."

Ignoring Ethan, who was engrossed in his painting, he anxiously searched his surroundings for something.

But at that moment...

A sharp sound rang out from the end of the corridor:

"Young...Young Master...?!"

Sirius stopped searching.

He straightened up, rolled his eyes at the sky, and sighed heavily:

"Alright, this is going to get interesting."

Ethan forced himself to look away from the portrait.

I turned my head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a wrinkled house-elf.

Wearing an apron that looked like a rag, with large, bat-like ears hanging down.

He was staring at Sirius in disbelief.

Then, he suddenly realized what was happening and his upper body bent over.

Because of the excessive force, his head slammed heavily onto the floor.

A loud "bang" was heard!

It's hard to say whether it was intentional.

next second.

The old woman in the portrait suddenly opened her eyes.

The moment those evil eyes saw Sirius, they widened in shock!

They became sharp and resentful.

She screamed sharply:

"You disgrace to the family, the wicked son I gave birth to! How dare you come back?!"

The sound was extremely harsh, like scratching glass with fingernails.

then.

Xiu Di's malevolent gaze shifted to Ethan!

Squinting.

Just like a dog sniffing a scent, its nose twitches constantly.

Then, he cursed loudly:

"And, and they even brought back some mud-born brat from who-knows-where! To defile my fathers' ancestral home!!!"

Sirius's temples bulged with veins, and he felt both ashamed and angry.

Roar loudly:

"Shut up! You horrible old witch! Shut your stinking mouth that spews nothing but venom!!!"

The old woman turned deathly pale and began to scream desperately.

It was like being subjected to severe torture.

The piercing scream quickly woke up the other portraits, causing them to scream as well.

They formed a chilling "grand chorus".

Sirius was so angry he trembled all over.

That tiny bit of nostalgia has vanished like smoke.

He wanted to tell Ethan to go out first.

He can come in after he's dealt with this messy family matter.

But before he could speak...

A touch of coldness landed on his neck.

In an instant.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed.

The main screamer—his nominal mother—suddenly stopped screaming as if her throat had been choked.

Her eyes were wide open, staring straight at him.

—.—What's wrong?

Sirius was taken aback.

I turned my head to look.

Then Ethan appeared, holding a magic wand.

It was firmly pressed against his neck.

With a gentle face and an elegant manner:

"Make another sound, and I'll kill him. Kill the last bloodline of the Black family—"

Ethan's cobalt blue eyes stared at the old woman.

Using the gentlest voice to utter the most vicious words:

"I will wipe out the Black family line."

Sirius Black: ?!

This statement came out.

The corridor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The old woman looked as if she wanted to jump off the canvas and kill Ethan.

However, he kept his lips tightly pursed, not daring to make a sound.

She didn't dare to gamble.

That brat's eyes clearly showed the eyes of someone who had killed.

It was so cold it sent chills down her spine!

Sirius was dumbfounded.

The noise problem that had been troubling the Society of the Phoenix was solved so easily.

What a genius!!!

A path never before imagined!!

after all.

What righteous person would think of threatening someone with the lives of their own people?!

One - in deathly silence.

Sirius's mother's painting was covered by the cloth that Ethan conjured.

I even specially used the bright red that Sirius Black chose.

After doing all this.

Sirius stood with his hands on his hips, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Thanks, kid."

He looked at Ethan with mixed feelings, and patted Ethan on the shoulder gratefully.

"Search this mansion as you please, take whatever you want."

Upon hearing this...

Ethan hadn't spoken yet.

A hoarse, frog-like voice then broke in:

"What?! This filthy mud-blood dares to lay a finger on the property of a noble pure-blood family?! Utterly shameless—"

Ethan turned his head to look.

He saw that wrinkled little elf staring at him resentfully with its bloodshot eyes.

Sirius Black said in a low, hoarse voice, "Shut up. Useless piece of trash! I'm the owner of this dilapidated house now, and I can give my things to whomever I want!"

Turning to Ethan, he said:

"He is the Black family's house-elf, named Kreacher."

"Ha, he's just a madman."

In the midst of conversation.

It was full of disgust and contempt.

Hmm—I seem to remember that Sirius Black was indirectly killed by this little sprite.

Ethan thought to himself.

Hearing Sirius's words.

Kreacher bowed deeply, feigning respect, and said:

"Of course, young master can make his own decision."

Then, in a voice he thought no one could hear, he cursed:

"You filthy, lowly mud-blooded brats! You've defiled the lady of the house!"

Sirius Black immediately drew his wand.

We need to give this little elf a five-hit lightning whip combo.

Their mental states are equally worrisome.

Ethan raised his hand and stopped the enraged Sirius.

I thought about it.

Suddenly, a bright and harmless smile bloomed on her face.

Bend over.

Looking into Kreacher's eyes, which were full of resentment.

Said softly:

"Kreacher, bring me the locket that your former master, Sirius's brother, entrusted to you for safekeeping."

The words fell.

Then the seemingly fearless little elf suddenly widened its eyes!

His eyes were filled with unbelievable fear!