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Chapter 171 Expelled from Childhood Status! The Era of the Enlightenment Begins
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Didn't we sign a waiver? Why are you still so angry?
Ethan looked at the furious Arthur, feeling puzzled.
After Arthur, the gaze shifted to another woman who entered the hall.
For a fleeting moment, the woman seemed to smile at him.
Ok?
Aren't you here to cause trouble?
Ethan raised an eyebrow.
I sensed something was off.
"Oh no! That's Arthur's mother!"
Michael leaned closer and clicked his tongue in a low voice:
"She's one of the judges of the Supreme Court of Wizardry, Wizengamor, a key member of the International Confederation of Magic, and the head of the Ministry of Magic!"
"Arthur, whom she painstakingly nurtured, is now a useless person... Ugh, she's definitely going to cause a huge ruckus at Hogwarts!"
Ethan: "It's a pity it didn't end up in court."
I still feel like I haven't had enough of what I wanted to say in my last speech.
Michael: ? ? ?
Well, as expected of Ethan.
They always think things aren't big enough.
Inside the auditorium, the students whispered among themselves.
Why did Arthur target Ethan?
"Is it because Ethan has a good temper that you want to vent your anger on him?" "Heh, he's the one who fell into depravity, yet he still comes to cause trouble for the president of the righteous Enlightenment Society."
"He even dragged his mother into it to back him up; isn't he ashamed?"
Listening to the students' discussion.
Arthur was so angry he almost vomited blood on the spot.
I'm clearly the one fighting against evil!
When did Hogwarts become a gathering place for dark wizards?!
Even Arthur felt an indescribable fear rising within him.
It seems that the world has become unfamiliar without my noticing, and I feel completely out of place.
No, with Mother here this time, she'll definitely get justice for me!
His roundtable parliament and his future political career have not completely collapsed yet!
Arthur shook his head.
Pointing to Ethan among the students, he said hoarsely:
"Mother, it's Ethan Vincent! He's... the criminal who beat me up like this!"
As he spoke, Arthur ignored the sudden uproar in the hall—after all, they were all fools.
The police only spoke to Headmaster Dumbledore.
But unexpectedly.
In the face of this riot.
Headmaster Dumbledore did not intervene.
He simply leaned back in his chair, his hands naturally folded in front of him.
It was uneventful, as if the ending was already clear.
Behind the glasses, a fleeting look of sorrow crossed his face.
However, Arthur did not notice.
Instead, they were pleasantly surprised and pleased.
Look! Even Headmaster Dumbledore is on my side!
I'm going to win!
My gaze shifted.
Suddenly he saw Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw's college.
He was standing anxiously on the chair, looking over here with worry.
They looked so anxious, as if they were about to flip themselves off the table.
Arthur paused, then looked away.
Teacher, you still don't understand.
Their excellent Ravenclaws deserve to be at the top of the world.
To rule over other fools.
People like Ethan, who do nothing all day, are the odd ones out.
It should be deleted.
Just as the Round Table Council said.
At this time.
His mother moved.
He walked step by step toward Ethan.
The imposing aura caused the auditorium to fall silent.
Harry jumped to his feet, roaring, "It has nothing to do with Ethan! Ethan is righteous!"
Arthur hissed, "Shut up, you idiot!"
Turning his head, he looked obsequiously at his powerful mother and said cautiously:
"Mother—"
Before he could finish speaking...
Then he was interrupted by a cold voice:
"Don't call me mother."
Arthur: "...Huh?"
His smile faltered, and he stared blankly at his birth mother who had raised her hand to interrupt him.
Not "Mother"? Then what should we call her?
I don't know why.
A bad feeling crept up from the bottom of my heart.
Mrs. Arthur looked down at Ethan, who was still sitting in his seat, as if she didn't exist.
He even calmly raised his glass and took a sip of water.
Why is that water so bright red?
Mrs. Arthur wisely chose not to think about it too deeply.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Suddenly, he burst out laughing.
A smile as bright as a sunflower bloomed on his face.
?
Arthur was stunned.
He looked at his mother, who had never smiled and had always held him to the highest standards since he was a child.
Surprisingly, she showed a motherly smile to a stranger.
It was the same person who ruined him.
— Boom!
It was like being struck by lightning!
Arthur felt the ground beneath his feet shatter!
Falling into the abyss!
All I heard his "mother" say was:
"I have no children now. Would you like to become my son and inherit my wealth and status?"
"puff!"
Next to Ethan, Michael spat out a mouthful of water!
She stared in horror at the stunned Arthur and Mrs. Arthur, who had no children.
A roar erupted from within:
Is this some kind of weird rule-breaking story?!
The emperor's new son, is that it?!
The auditorium was completely silent.
Harry, who was standing, opened and closed his mouth twice, then silently sat back down.
Even Ethan himself raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Then, laugh.
He crossed his arms, looked at Mrs. Arthur with amusement, and said:
"You know what? Lucius Malfoy once hinted that he could be my son."
Mrs. Arthur:
Draco Malfoy:
It happened in a flash.
Countless eyes were fixed on Malfoy!
stunned!
Wow! The Malfoy family will stop at nothing to climb the social ladder!!
Holy crap, what a total simp!
"cough."
Malfoy coughed lightly, his cheeks flushed, and he tried his best to straighten his back.
What do you know?
Being Ethan's son is such a blessing, isn't it?
the other side.
After pausing for two seconds, Mrs. Arthur graciously skipped over the topic.
He took out a bronze key inlaid with gemstones from his pocket.
He placed it on the table and pushed it towards Ethan.
Arthur's eyes flickered.
Because he recognized it as his personal Gringotts key.
Mrs. Arthur: "This Gringotts key is currently unclaimed. We hope you can accept this small token of the Arthur family's appreciation."
They'll just give you a gold vault all the time!!!
"Bang!"
Malfoy slammed his fist on the table and glared at Mrs. Arthur through gritted teeth.
That's a brilliant move by someone with deep pockets!
No wonder she's an old woman who's been in officialdom for so long.
the other side.
Prefect Gemma Farley's eyes flickered slightly.
Sending them the Gringotts vault key directly... sounds like a good idea.
Perfect, it's right next to her vault.
After that, withdrawing and depositing money together is very convenient.
Mrs. Arthur: "Well then, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
Regardless of whether Ethan accepted it or not, he simply put down the key.
He nodded to Headmaster Dumbledore, then turned and left.
Swift and decisive.
She never once looked at her ex-son, Arthur.
"Eye socket".
The door closed.
The auditorium fell silent.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed:
"Look at Arthur's hair!"
All that could be seen was Arthur's black hair, which had been ravaged by dark magic and had little black hair left.
It turned completely white.
In an instant, he looked like he had aged ten years.
"Ouch—that's terrible."
Michael couldn't help but spit out.
Why did he have to mess with Ethan of all people?
If you mess with Voldemort, he might just shoot you with an Avada Kedavra.
But you'll mess with Ethan.
That would be worse than death, a complete humiliation, both physically and mentally.
Amid the students' screams.
With a thud.
Arthur, with his white hair, collapsed to the ground.
His vision blurred as he gazed at the dazzling chandeliers of Hogwarts, and he felt hot tears streaming down his face.
I regret it...
Rights, status, wealth...
It wasn't until the moment when there was nothing left that I suddenly realized the truth.
Arthur murmured hoarsely:
"The original motto of the Round Table Council was to always maintain our original aspirations and to always pursue endless knowledge..."
Keep your heart pure, and your wisdom will reach the boundless.
In the end, it turned out to be Ethan Vincent.
It embodies and upholds the true essence of Ravenclaw.
...I'm so sorry, my dear teacher.
Suddenly, Ethan's face came into view.
They looked down at him curiously, as if they were looking at some kind of rare patient.
Arthur:
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Let me go in peace.
Ethan reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of coins.
...Ah, is it pity for oneself who has lost everything?
How naive!
Thinking this way.
Arthur was also moved.
Ultimately, it was his own insistence on challenging Ethan that led him into the abyss of dark magic.
Ethan is truly as kind and pure as everyone else says...
next second.
Then Ethan picked out two silver coins from the coin bank.
Carefully and meticulously, they covered Arthur's eyes with the covers.
He's fucking burying himself!
"puff!"
Overwhelmed with rage, Arthur coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.
Arthur! K.0.!
Amidst a stunned stare.
Ethan straightened up, clapped his hands, and exclaimed, "I'm such a good person."
They also gave him two silver dollars as a toll for passing through the underworld.
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Everyone:
Ethan, have some decency!
Arthur's death marked the end of the Ravenclaw Round Table, a system that had lasted for over a century.
However, there are clubs that have already lost their original purpose.
There is no longer any need for it to exist.
After the professors finished treating Arthur, they sent him to St. Mungo's one by one.
Ethan looked around.
My gaze swept across the upperclassmen of Ravenclaw, onto their faces filled with fear and trepidation, yet also with profound reverence.
They saw faint lights appear in their minds.
Needless to say.
From this day forward, it will be the era of the Enlightenment Society.
[Increased light coverage]
Your influence has grown stronger.
[Current brightness of the light in the skull: faint → dim]
Ethan slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
I felt the lamp in my mind shine even brighter.
Dispel the gloom.
This made his thoughts more agile and the flow of magic smoother.
Only light can dispel darkness and death.
Ethan thought of the ghosts lingering in that hidden place.
If you want to go deeper and break through the path to promotion.
We must then light a more powerful "lamp".
It guides the way forward and protects oneself from the aura of death.
In Ethan's eyes, a yearning for advancement and for a higher level of art was ignited.
Don't worry, Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw, I will definitely bring out the true essence of Ravenclaw to its fullest potential.
Let Ravenclaw be great again!!