bookbashuk Chapter 210 Welcome to the Black family ancestral home—the long-sealed mansion has been opened.
Chapter 210 Welcome to the Black family ancestral home—the long-sealed mansion has been opened.
Chapter 211 Welcome to the Black family ancestral home—the long-sealed mansion has been opened.
There are no secrets at Hogwarts.
When Ethan went to the auditorium for lunch at noon.
All the students knew of his feats in Divination and Potions classes.
They all looked at Ethan with admiration.
The Weasley twins said enviously:
"As expected of Ethan! He easily accomplished what we couldn't achieve even with our best efforts!"
Ron was daydreaming again.
The fantasy is that of oneself, so one bravely and fearlessly confronts Professor Snape.
As for the 30 points deducted?
Nobody cared.
Firstly, it was the unreasonable Professor Snape who deducted it.
Secondly, I have a favor to ask!
That's Ethan Vincent!
Despite the terror, there is also extraordinary intelligence.
You can earn it back in no time.
Under those intense gazes, Michael sighed:
"In the future, you will definitely leave a strong mark on the history of Hogwarts, Ethan."
"But how exactly do you intend to fulfill the bet?"
Michael asked again, puzzled.
After all, everyone knows that.
Once you become a werewolf, you can't survive until the night of the full moon has passed.
Otherwise, it will be absolutely impossible to turn back into a human halfway through!
This is something others also want to know.
Ron: "Ethan can only win by cheating, like using those paintings or something."
"Right, Harry?"
He turned his head, seeking his good friend's approval.
But the latter looked completely confident.
Harry's eyes flickered.
He recalled the night he ran away from home during summer vacation.
Ethan's remarkable feat.
He opened his mouth and said:
"I believe in Ethan; he'll definitely find a way."
"This time, we'll definitely be able to subdue Snape in one fell swoop!!"
Ron raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Seeing how much trust my good buddy had in me.
I thought:
Ethan, I really suspect you've put drugs in the food.
otherwise.
Why do they all seem to have been brainwashed?!
in the afternoon.
Ethan attended his first Ancient Runes class of the semester.
She sat at the same table as Hermione.
Michael made a sound and frowned, saying:
"Hermione, shouldn't you be in the Magical Creatures Protection class? What are you doing here—"
Hermione: "A genius has a clever plan."
Michael:
"......"
Michael silently shut his mouth.
Watching Ethan and Hermione chatting and laughing, he shed goblin tears.
The first lesson was on ancient magic script, which covered the material they would be learning this semester.
Just like Hermione said before.
It mainly involves memorizing vocabulary and translating sentences and documents.
Professor Babling: "We will hold a short quiz mid-term to check everyone's learning progress."
Upon hearing this...
Hermione, who loves exams, was so excited she felt like she could fly.
Ethan didn't react much.
He rested his chin on his hand, twirling a quill pen, utterly bored.
As expected, there wasn't much practical content.
However, being able to hear the teacher explain it again will help deepen my understanding.
It helped him to cast ancient magic.
at the same time.
the other side.
Outside the castle, on the edge of the forbidden forest.
Hagrid is taking his first lesson in protecting magical creatures.
The situation is very unclear.
First, none of the students could open the cute, fluffy book.
Then, upon seeing the beautiful hippogriff, he surprisingly didn't shout out in excitement.
—It seems that putting Little Bone (the Dead Bird) later was the right choice.
It's okay.
Hagrid silently cheered himself on.
This morning, the kind and warm-hearted Ethan came to see him.
To help his class run smoothly.
This provided him with a powerful ally!
Hagrid: "Don't worry, we have another assistant with us today to protect your safety!"
talking.
Hagrid shouted loudly into the woods:
"Little Black!"
"Splash!"
A huge creature suddenly pounced out of the bushes!
When Harry first saw it, he thought he had encountered "ominous" again.
The blood had all congealed.
however.
Upon closer inspection, however, it turned out that this was not the case at all.
What emerged was a short-haired black and white spotted dog.
"Woof woof woof!"
She rushed towards him with the enthusiasm of someone who had seen a family member.
He stuck out his long tongue and licked Harry's face.
Strangely, it gave Harry a sense of homey warmth.
...Although, the dog's fur is a bit bumpy.
It looks a bit different from a Dalmatian.
However, it's probably because of the mixed race, hahaha!
Harry was amused and couldn't help but laugh.
This made the big dog even more excited.
In the blink of an eye.
Because of its existence.
The atmosphere at the scene eased somewhat.
Malfoy snorted and said arrogantly:
"I want to stay by this stupid, big dog's side. I don't want to get scratched by that monster's claws."
after that.
Under Hagrid's command and Harry's "leading by example",
Everyone interacted with the winged monsters cautiously.
If there's any sign of trouble, the "spotted dog" will pounce on it.
Its powerful presence frightened away the winged, hippogriff-headed beast.
Hagrid's first lesson was bumpy, but it ended peacefully.
During the next class period.
Hagrid was so excited that his face turned completely red.
She choked back tears, saying, "Thank you, Ethan," and "Good dog! You're so smart! You'll get extra chicken tonight!"
At last.
Ron commented, "Although it's not good for the heart—I have to admit, it's still more stimulating than large beasts."
Hermione: "Indeed."
Ron jumped in surprise and asked, "When did you get here?!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and ignored her.
Harry gave a perfunctory reply.
He kept turning back to look at Hagrid, who was waving goodbye to him, and the big dog beside him.
A feeling of extreme reluctance welled up in my heart.
Harry: "Maybe we can come see Hagrid more often in the future—"
Hermione glared. "Don't forget Sirius is still on the run, Harry!"
Ron nodded as well:
"Yeah, bro."
"Remember that prophecy? We must be extremely careful!"
A fulfilling week passed quickly.
Saturday morning.
【ah..-】
The Dementors were lurking around the school exit.
The surrounding vegetation was covered with a layer of white frost.
With them around, absolutely no one can sneak out. Dementor A: [? Bro, there seems to be something dark over there—]
Dementor B: [Ah—no prisoners to eat—hungry—.—]
Dementor A: [—·]
What a lack of ambition!
It will be optimized out sooner or later!
It stared intently at the scene.
The dark square then disappeared.
—This is truly bizarre.
The Dementor drifted away silently.
the other side.
12 Grimmauld Place, London.
"Snapped!"
A loud bang rang out in the dark alley.
It startled the drunken homeless man.
He groggily opened his eyes and saw two figures, one large and one small, wearing black cloaks, walking past him.
—Would you like to play a wizard?
Wow, they really know how to have fun.
How could there possibly be magic in this world?
The homeless man laughed.
He gulped down a mouthful of murky beer, tilted his head, and continued to drift off to sleep.
Ethan stood on the street, looking at the townhouses across the street.
On the left is number 11.
On the right is number 13.
There is no house number 12.
This strange phenomenon went unnoticed by the Muggles living here.
Sirius was still in shock: "How did you get past the Dementors?"
"What kind of species are you—"
Sirius looked at Ethan suspiciously.
I have a strong feeling that the magic they are using is definitely not human magic.
Ethan turned his head and gently raised the corners of his mouth.
Sirius Black shuddered.
Quickly turn your head and grab Ethan's wrist:
"Alright, follow me for the rest of the way."
The person in charge of keeping secrets for the Order of the Phoenix is Dumbledore.
However, one can still be led in by another person.
Ethan let Sirius pull him toward the middle of houses number 11 and 13.
It looked like it was about to hit the wall.
Suddenly, he tripped over something.
"despair."
Ethan knelt down and stepped onto a step that seemed to appear out of thin air.
look up.
Standing before me was a large, dark door.
The silver door handle is shaped like a coiled snake.
Sirius Black stood on the steps, looking at Ethan with a mocking expression, and drawled out:
"Watch out for the steps!"
Ethan squinted.
Before Ethan could actually hit the dog, Sirius quickly changed the subject.
Turn your head.
After rest and recuperation, his gray eyes, now much more refreshed, gazed at the ancient, rigid gate.
He said slowly:
"Welcome to the Black family home, a place known for its madmen and the mentally ill."
Sirius chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Ethan commented: "Warm and cozy."
Sirius Black: ".—"
Suddenly, all my emotions vanished.
He raised his wand expressionlessly.
The door was opened with magic.
Suddenly, a hazy cloud of dust, like tentacles, slowly poured out from inside the door.
A long, narrow corridor appeared before Ethan's eyes.
Ethan suddenly realized:
Professor Trelawney's first prophecy—
When the dusty mansion is opened
It was fulfilled.