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

Chapter 174 Traveling to the Past! Fairies, your transfer student has arrived!

Chapter 175 Traveling to the Past! Fairies, your transfer student has arrived!

【Name: A Cold and Awesome Aura】

[Type: Concept Art - Crowd Control Card Game]

[Rank: Tier 2 - Blue Rare]

[Description: A peculiar chill lingers in your room.]

[Effect: Centered on the canvas, it consumes magic power to release extremely cold air in all directions. It significantly slows down movement speed and reduces mental processing.]

Freezing magic makes casting spells more difficult.

[WARNING! This is an environment card. Any living organism within its range will be affected!]

[Review: Not enough! How can mere frozen skin and flesh be considered extraordinary?]

[Gain more powerful and profound spells to enhance this card]

When Ethan took it out.

The fireplace flames shook violently several times and shrank considerably.

The indoor temperature dropped slightly.

Ethan trembled slightly, feeling the chill creeping from his fingertips.

It was sharp as a needle, pricking his skin.

The room fell silent.

Only the ticking of the clock could be heard.

Lovegood and Luna stared intently and in awe at the magical card, not blinking an eye.

"I never imagined that such powerful magic could be sealed within this tiny card...!"

Lovegood murmured.

I instinctively reached out, wanting to touch the card.

"I, Luna's mother, and I have studied a lot of magic together."

"Indonesian hand gestures for spellcasting, the rapid spellcasting from the US, potions, polymorph..."

"But I have never seen magic cast in the form of painting."

He incorporates magic into his paintings, adding inspirations that ordinary people would never think of.

It created a power far greater than ordinary magic!

Lovegood remained silent for a moment.

Suddenly, he turned around and picked up a tablecloth.

Hesitantly, he handed it to Ethan: "Please, Ethan, sign this for me..."

In the future, this will be a tremendous honor!

Hang it in your home; it's a natural ward off evil spirits!

Ethan: Hmph, so proud.jpg

Meeting Mr. Lovegood's bright gaze, Ethan felt a little embarrassed.

Look at his surprised expression! Indeed, we should take Mr. Lovegood, who stays at home, out into the world more often.

The brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes.

Write your unique "signature" on the tablecloth.

then.

Outside the house, in the forest not far away.

The villagers are secretly using binoculars to investigate the "haunted house".

All I saw was a white cloth that had been hung up.

In the darkness of the night, a pair of terrifying eyes were revealed.

It bared its fangs as it watched them spying on it.

Villagers: !!!

"Ahhhhhh—"

!!!

Thanks to Ethan's efforts.

Wizard Village is bustling with activity tonight as well.

"Longswords, animal traps, bows and arrows, Molotov cocktails... and various painting tools."

After Ethan finished checking the equipment, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, now everything is foolproof."

Mr. Lovegood, who was watching from the sidelines:

No, are you going to attack a city with so many lethal weapons?

Ethan said seriously, "This silver key might just take me back to the Middle Ages."

"I'm just an ordinary student, so I need to be fully prepared for any danger I might encounter."

Lovegood: ...No, you are the greatest "danger".

He expressed his concern:

"Ethan, although I don't know where that thing of yours came from, history... it's best not to change it."

He couldn't even imagine what it would be like if Ethan were given free rein to do it.

What kind of mess will they make of history?

Ethan: "Don't worry, Mr. Lovegood. I'm a person who respects history very much. How could I do anything to destroy history?"

talking.

Ethan looked up at Lovegood with clear and sincere eyes.

....That's good."

Lovegood breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, Ethan is also a very good student.

There's definitely a sense of proportion involved.

It's not like I'll wake up to find Ethan Vincent's name suddenly appearing in history books.

Luna stared at the silver key in Ethan's hand and said expectantly:

"I want to go with you too. It would be so much fun to go on an adventure in ancient history!"

Ethan raised his hand and casually ruffled Luna's hair, smiling as he said:

"Let me go and check things out first, then I'll take you next time."

"Alright then—it's not settled yet."

Luna's mouth, and Ethan extended his little finger.

"Okay, pinky promise."

Ethan's eyes crinkled.

He took Luna's little finger and gently shook it.

Mr. Lovegood, who was watching from the side, had veins bulging and his fists clenching and unclenching.

Finally, the moment of time travel has arrived.

Under the tense yet curious gazes of the two.

Ethan gripped the silver key, took a deep breath, and channeled his magic—"Whoosh!"

A blinding white light suddenly burst forth!

In an instant, it engulfed Ethan!

Ethan's eyes widened slightly.

In the white light that obscured the view, one could vaguely see huge pupils emerging in strings, like bubbles.

Looking down at him, watching him intently.

Ethan's pupils suddenly contracted!

His instincts kicked in, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end!

next moment.

Ethan felt himself being pulled by a great force into those grape-like eyeballs.

A sudden dizziness.

"thump!"

Ethan collapsed onto the damp earth.

My brain was buzzing, and my whole body was throbbing with pain.

What was that just now?

With just one glance, Ethan felt his eyes burning like fire.

...Indeed, this magical world still hides a great secret.

Ethan licked his lips.

Excitement shone from the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, a series of clattering sounds rang out from all around.

A rough voice rang out:

"Who are you?! Why are you suddenly here?!"

! !

Ethan's gaze sharpened!

Damn it, how did he end up in a crowd of people!

The silver key was still in his hand.

It has become dull and lackluster compared to before.

Even when magic was poured in, there was no reaction.

It seems that going back isn't something you can just do whenever you want.

"Hands up! If you dare make a move, I'll kill you!"

That's tough, impressive.

Is he a strong person?

Ethan slowly stood up, raising his eyes expectantly.

come on!

Let me see what kind of creature dares to be so tough and domineering.

It was a circle of dwarfs.

Ethan: ....

.

Um? ?

Ethan squinted and looked closely.

He was only waist-high, with pointed ears, long arms, and an ugly appearance.

She is indeed a fairy.

Just like those goblins in Gringotts.

Ethan fell into deep thought.

Something seems off.

the other side.

Seeing that Ethan was obedient and didn't move,

The fairy leader assumed that Ethan was scared out of his wits.

Then look at Ethan, with his delicate and youthful appearance.

They became even more contemptuous.

I guess he's just an unlucky guy who Apparated and got the location wrong.

The leader and his men exchanged glances, their lips curling into mocking, malicious grins.

He stared at Ethan, toying with the axe in his hand.

He said slowly:

"Looks like today is a lucky day for me and my brothers."

"Ready-made prey delivered to our doorstep!"

Ethan watched silently as the fairies gradually surrounded him.

Suddenly speaking:

"Excuse me, could you tell me what year it is now?"

"what?"

The fairy leader stopped laughing.

He frowned, staring intently at Ethan's face.

Two seconds later.

He and his subordinates suddenly burst into laughter!

"Hahaha! You don't even know what year it is?"

"So he's mentally challenged, no wonder he's so stupid! He wandered into our camp alone!"

The leader was absolutely certain that the human wizard in front of him posed no threat whatsoever.

The tension and wariness I felt just moments ago vanished instantly.

To put it in a condescending tone:

"Let me tell you, it's 1612 now. We fairies are utterly defeating you wizards!"

1612.

It was the year in history when the fairies rebelled.

Ethan's eyes flickered slightly.

Yes, that's the year ancient magic last appeared!

"Alright," the fairy leader said impatiently, "stop wasting time, you can die now."

The words fell.

He gave a low shout and suddenly threw the axe in his hand!

The axe, imbued with crimson magic, spun and cleaved rapidly toward Ethan!

This is a fairy axe with added power and precision!

This blow will split your head open!

The rapidly enlarging axe was reflected in Ethan's cobalt blue eyes.

With a wave of his hand.

"Smack."

The axe was knocked away.

It's like swatting away a fly.

The axe spun in mid-air before falling limply to the ground.

Axe: Baby QAQ

Fairies: ? ? ?

Their smug and contemptuous smiles froze on their faces.

He stared blankly at the axe lying on the ground.

No, wait...?

Their leader wields an axe with pinpoint accuracy capable of crushing human skulls.

He was just swatted away like that?!

in silence.

The fairies slowly raised their heads and looked at the human boy standing in the firelight.

He snapped his fingers and uttered a soft whisper:

"【break】."