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

Chapter 45 The Hogwarts Dark Lord: Each Generation Stronger Than the Last

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but shudder.

She had never seen Dumbledore so out of control.

During the Malfoy incident, she was able to convince herself that it was just children playing around.

But after the Halloween incident, Professor McGonagall immediately realized the danger she had been overlooking in Ethan.

That innate evil even reminded her of a mysterious person who had disappeared years ago…

"Professor Dumbledore, if we don't intervene, Mr. Vincent might actually end up in Azkaban!"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's urgent accusations...

The people around the portraits couldn't hold back any longer and started whispering among themselves.

"Get into Azkaban? Humph! Hogwarts really produces a lot of talented people."

Former Principal Phineas Black scoffed.

Dumbledore ignored the portraits' chatter.

He slowly sipped his sweetened milk, feeling a warm current flow into his throat, and his thoughts drifted back to decades ago.

At that time, there was also a student who was just as gifted as Ethan.

However, he was better at disguising himself than Ethan.

Like a venomous snake, it uses its beautiful appearance to disguise itself as harmless.

Dumbledore had thought about it countless times.

If only back then, at the very first meeting.

Instead of forcing him to submit, we should show him more care and see if anything changes.

...Now it's all in vain.

The only thing we can do is to teach Ethan in a different way.

We must not let this child go down another path.

"As far as I know, Minerva," Dumbledore began slowly, "Ethan hasn't done anything particularly serious yet."

"If retaliating against provocation is considered intolerable, then Hogwarts probably wouldn't have Gryffindor as a house."

Although Ethan is a Ravenclaw.

"What?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened in disbelief:

"Malfoy is one thing, he brought it on himself. But what about Professor Quirrell? Aside from his teaching... well, it's hard to describe. He didn't provoke Ethan!"

"Hmm—perhaps this is Ethan's little retaliation for his dissatisfaction with his teaching attitude."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"..."

Professor McGonagall remained silent for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that Ethan had biological parents, she would have thought that Ethan was Dumbledore's long-lost son!

This is such a blatant cover-up!

"Besides, Ethan also went to rescue Miss Granger and the others, didn't he?"

Although, that child probably just wanted to test his new spell.

"but--"

"Well then, Minerva," Dumbledore interrupted.

"How about we wait until Professor Quirrell wakes up, then discuss Ethan's punishment based on his opinion?"

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow in surprise and nodded, saying:

"If that's the case... then so be it. Professor Quirrell is Ethan's biggest victim, and it's only right that he decides."

Why did the tone of the conversation suddenly change?

Even if Professor Quirrell is a pushover, he would surely punish the student who embarrassed him in public.

At least, Professor McGonagall couldn't think of any reason why Quirrell could let it go so easily.

This time, Ethan will definitely understand that Hogwarts still has rules.

She actually thought highly of Ethan.

They believe that Ethan's cruel and evil behavior is simply due to his young age and lack of understanding.

With strict supervision and severe punishment, Ethan can be brought back to his senses.

That way, we won't make a big mistake in the future.

"Oh, by the way," Dumbledore said, "Ethan's wand seems to have successfully turned into a paintbrush. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I've heard it's very beautiful."

"Congratulations, Professor McGonagall, your Transfiguration class is about to produce another outstanding talent."

"..."

Professor McGonagall's expression softened, and a hint of pride appeared in her eyes.

But the next second, he became serious again.

--no!

We can't be soft-hearted anymore!

"Hehehe~"

Seeing his professor's ever-changing expressions, Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, if you have nothing else, Minerva, this old woman needs to rest."

"Click".

The door was closed.

Silence returned to the principal's office.

"Is Hogwarts going to produce another Dark Lord? And each one stronger than the last?"

Phineas Black scoffed.

"Who says only justice can fight against evil?"

Dumbledore was completely unfazed and smiled meaningfully:

"Sometimes, a greater evil can devour the existing evil."

They were attacked from both the legitimate and criminal sides.

Voldemort, if you dare to make a comeback, your good days are coming.

"Hehehehe~"

Seeing Dumbledore's smile, Phineas Black shrank back in disgust.

Tsk tsk.

Hogwarts is quickly becoming a breeding ground for dark wizards.

They've really stopped acting altogether.

We should have listened to him a long time ago and only recruited pureblood students.

Sigh, the world is going to the dogs!

......

[To the exceptionally talented Ethan]

I thought I had prepared thoroughly for this Halloween; the Dementor costume was very effective, and I received the most screams I've ever heard.

But, once your letter arrived, I realized that my imagination is still too limited.

First of all, congratulations on retaining your art exhibition and being granted permission to continue displaying it at Hogwarts for a period of time.

Although they made you remove your best painting, "A Dream of Nanke," it was precisely because of this that you were able to send it to me so I could appreciate it.

In this painting, I saw bouncy red-hatted goblins, many colorful fish flying around in rainbows, and Thestrals soaring freely in the blue sky.

And you, Ethan.

I saw you on the lawn, leisurely painting, your hands and face covered in paint.

This feeling is truly amazing!

I sat on the carpet-like grass, chin in hand, eyes closed, and felt as if I could truly feel the gentle breeze caressing my cheeks and hear the joyful chirping of the creatures.

When I opened my eyes again, I had unknowingly returned to reality.

It's like a beautiful dream that lingers in your heart, a dream you can still savor when you wake up in the morning.

This letter is a bit long, but I truly believe your paintings are fantastic! They will definitely bring everyone a wonderful experience!

Would you like me to publish this in the next issue of "Sing a Quix"?

[Waiting for your reply.]

[What you care about, Luna]

......

My dearest Luna,

You don't even need to ask me.

The answer will never change: I do.

[Your loyal friend, Ethan]

Ethan watched the owl carrying his letter fly into the distance, and felt his heart fly away with it.

Luna is truly his best friend.

Unexpectedly, after being transported to the world of Harry Potter, I became the closest soulmate to the "crazy girl" from the original story.

Ethan packed his things and headed to the auditorium for breakfast.

Halloween has been over for a week now.

However, Ethan could still clearly feel the attention he was receiving along the way.

Wherever she goes, she is like an angel stepping off a catwalk, attracting everyone's attention.

And when he arrived at the auditorium.

It's like a walking pause mark; wherever it goes, the conversations stop.

Their gazes, filled with a variety of emotions, were fixed on him without blinking.

Admiration, fear, apprehension, respect...

Ethan Vincent's name has even begun to overshadow that of Harry Potter, the savior.

"You know what?" Michael said with a grin, "Someone's secretly calling you 'the next Dark Lord,' haha! How funny!"

Ethan smiled without saying a word.

"..."

After a two-second silence, Michael wisely skipped the topic.

"There are also some girls who are crazy about you; they're practically forming a fan club!"

"Haven't you noticed that every morning, there are so many letters and cards on my bedside table, all smelling of perfume!"

"Those pretty older girls are all trying to make their move as soon as possible! What does 'childhood sweetheart' even mean?! Women are terrifying!"

Michael was filled with regret, wishing he could take Ethan's sins upon himself.

"I just think that security at Hogwarts needs to be strengthened."

Ethan said emotionlessly.

Michael was frustrated by Michael's lack of progress.

I don't know who Ethan is communicating with every morning.

Tsk tsk, looks like in a few years, a lot of people will be heartbroken~

Dogs are so envious!