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

Chapter 136: A deck without 5 cards of unclear meaning is incomplete.

Chapter 137: A deck is incomplete without five cards of unclear meaning.

Tom: [So, how do you plan to plunge Hogwarts into a major crisis?]

Moreover, it must be done without being discovered.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to go to Azkaban to continue his grand plan.

At this moment, Tom couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed.

...If it weren't for bad luck, he would have killed a girl when he wasn't prepared.

Dumbledore wouldn't be so quick to pin suspicion on himself.

Ethan: "Do you know why some Muggles are afraid of ghosts that don't exist?"

Tom scoffed: "I don't need to know what those stupid Muggles are thinking."

Ethan shook his head, as if he were facing an old master facing a clueless apprentice.

He opened his mouth and said:

"It's [unknown]."

"Human beings' most primal and intense fear is the unknown."

Ethan stroked the basilisk's cold body.

"Indeed, as Slytherin's pet, the Basilisk is powerful and terrifying."

"But once people realized its true nature, the basilisk became something that even a second-year wizard could kill."

[Hissing...]

The basilisk surged with its massive body, as if to prove its power.

"And if they don't know what is attacking them..."

"That imagination will give wings to fear, allowing them to fill in the blanks in their minds."

Before we knew it.

Tom listened intently.

They were even more attentive than when they were in class.

【but--】

Tom, like a curious student, asked a question:

[The basilisk is just a basilisk. It can't cause much panic.]

Upon hearing this, Ethan smiled slightly.

Looking at the diary with a relieved expression, he said, word by word:

"So, this is where my exquisite drawing skills come in."

Ethan flicked his wrist.

With a whoosh, the magic wand transformed into an incomparably beautiful paintbrush.

The wooden poles are smooth and silky, and the hairs are pure white.

In mid-air, it used magic to draw a streak of iridescent color.

At first glance, it looks like the paintbrush used by a kind and pure person.

Tom: [...]

Did Ollivander choose this kid's wand based on his looks?

This is completely contrary to Ethan's inner thoughts!

What has become of the magical world today...?

At this time.

Seeing that Ethan was making a move, Tom quickly focused his attention and observed carefully.

Although this little devil is really strange.

But his abilities are indeed unique and invaluable.

What kind of skills and methods are used to create such eerie paintings?

Could it allow the painting to unleash a power several times stronger than a magic spell?

A surge of greed welled up inside Tom.

They desperately wanted to possess this power.

Little did they know that they were unwittingly walking down the same path that they would later take.

Ethan naturally noticed Tom's furtive gaze.

But he didn't care.

Or rather, he welcomes others to appreciate his painting process.

If you're going to do art, do it openly and honestly!

I just don't know why.

Those who have seen it once have never seen it a second time.

Hu Yisang held his paintbrush and took a deep breath.

Feel the perfect touch in your palm and the joyful, free flow of magic.

My mood gradually calmed down.

Everything outside gradually disappeared.

In the darkness created by the black cloth, it seemed as if Ethan was the only person left in the world.

What exactly would this shocking painting, which could bring a great surprise to Hogwarts, look like?

Ethan fell into deep thought.

First and foremost, it must be big.

The ancient lords stand tall like mountains, naturally bringing an immense sense of oppression.

But what if it's only the size of a palm...

Then all you can do is play with tentacles.

Second.

Fear should be developed gradually.

Only by acting like a spring, can people's emotions be compressed to the extreme.

Ultimately, the most intense outburst will occur.

Suddenly, Cerberus begins a "massacre" at the school.

This naturally elicited gasps of surprise.

But soon, they will be suppressed by Old Deng and other professors.

"A hidden fear, a massive size."

"It has to be bigger than this basilisk," Ethan murmured, stroking the basilisk's cold scales.

Beneath the black cloth, a spark of inspiration ignited deep within his cobalt blue eyes.

"It needs to be big enough."

"It could swallow the entire Hogwarts."

There is an ancient legend of a snake swallowing an elephant.

Then he would replicate this legend in reality and amplify it a hundredfold!

This.

Only then can it be called Hogwarts [a place facing a life-or-death crisis].

aside.

Tom was utterly shocked to hear Ethan muttering to himself, and his soul was shaken!

To swallow the entire Hogwarts?

Crazy? !

He originally thought Ethan simply wanted to use his paintings to make the basilisk even more terrifying and ferocious.

Then he ran off to roam and kill people.

This plunged Hogwarts into panic.

This was also Tom's original idea.

But I never expected this.

This brat actually dared to destroy the entire Hogwarts with just one word!

Absolutely!

If Hogwarts were to disappear, it would indeed be an unprecedented crisis.

Tom couldn't help but speak up:

[...swallowing the entire Hogwarts is impossible.]

No magic could do that. Besides, Hogwarts itself has very sophisticated protective magic.

Ethan: "One painting might not be enough... but what about several paintings pieced together?"

Ethan bent down and picked up the shed snakeskin from the ground.

It feels cool to the touch, like a piece of the finest silk, incredibly soft and supple.

Even through the blindfold.

Ethan could also clearly see the rich magic permeating it.

It is like a misty river.

This is an extraordinary item!

[Obtained Extraordinary Material: Robe of Molting]

[Purpose: Canvas]

[Description: The shed skin of a giant basilisk, as thin as a cicada's wing yet incredibly tough, imbued with curse and life force, capable of supporting massive paintings]

[Using filthy blood and other foul substances as pigments, infused into magical spells]

The giant snake can be divided into five parts: head, neck, belly, body, and tail.

When combined, they can devour enormous creatures.

Ethan's eyes lit up.

This is it!

Just like drawing Cerberus.

This time, he is going to create an even larger and more powerful living painting!

Although it was impossible to draw the entire giant snake in one go.

But it can be divided into five parts!

"Perhaps a single painting is just a work of art with unclear meaning, but when the five are put together... ::... Hmph."

At that time.

No matter who is your enemy, you will feel extremely regretful.

Ethan raised the corners of his mouth.

He revealed a sunny smile that sent chills down Tom's spine.

I don't know why.

Tom suddenly had a bad feeling.

And this premonition was not wrong.

Tom watched as Ethan's head slowly turned to face him.

Her upturned lips opened and closed:

"I need filthy blood as paint. [Well, you can go to Knockturn Alley and smoke whatever you want.]"

Tom said this as he slowly shrank back into his diary.

Ethan said regretfully:

"No. Their purity is too low."

Since there are heinous criminals around.

Why bother looking elsewhere?

Ethan smiled and pulled out the golden scissors from his pocket.

Wait, wait! Calm down! Isn't there still a basilisk monster?!

Tom never imagined he would one day be advising someone to calm down.

"Relax, it's just a little blood..."

Ethan said gently, raising the gleaming scissors.

Dizziness is normal.

Stop!

Tom screamed and darted into the diary.

Unfortunately, his true form is a diary.

This little notebook is immobile and can only obediently endure being thrown into the toilet.

And when faced with a scumbag like Non, Ethan naturally wouldn't show any mercy.

A flash of golden light appeared.

"Plop!"

The sound of tearing silk rang out.

【Aaaaaahh ...

Accompanied by Tom's piercing scream, a gruesome tear ran across the diary.

Just like a real wound.

A trickle of dark red blood flowed continuously from it.

Ethan gracefully wielded his brush, dipping it into the blood that contained a thick curse and filth.

The black and red color seeped into the pure white nib, as if it had been stained.

Apply the dots to the snakeskin canvas.

A wriggling shadow remained in view.

Ethan watched with pleasure.

The cuts made by scissors on the diary are slowly healing.

This shows that...

I can take it and use it whenever I want.

【You, you—you're a madman!!】

Tom was both in pain and angry, but he didn't dare to really turn against Ethan.

All I can do is offer a lukewarm, indifferent curse.

From my own memories of more than ten years.

I've never seen such an irrational freak before!

Is your brain structured like a human's?!

Ethan bowed slightly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Tom: [...]

Curse Merlin! When did Hogwarts become an insane asylum?!

They really will accept any kind of student!

Tom then realized.

My torment may have only just begun.