bookbashuk Chapter 27 Ethan was definitely forced.
Chapter 27 Ethan was definitely forced.
Malfoy glanced at Professor McGonagall, and sure enough, the professor's expression had softened considerably.
"Fighting among classmates is prohibited, so I'm afraid I'll have to deduct five points from Ravenclaw's record and impose further confinement."
"but."
Professor McGonagall abruptly changed the subject, glaring sharply at Malfoy, and said in a deep voice:
"I think Professor Snape has already warned you against provoking your classmates again! Since you started this duel, you should bear the consequences."
After all, Ethan is usually very diligent, studious, and polite.
It must have been an accident to beat a classmate so badly.
The more Professor McGonagall thought about it, the angrier she became.
I just felt that the Malfoy family's parenting style was very problematic.
"Slytherin loses ten points, and I will inform your father."
"At the same time, you must thank Ethan for treating you despite past grievances. And swear that you will never bother other classmates again."
Malfoy: "..."
Okay.
He should thank Ethan, right?
As Malfoy gazed at Ethan's innocent and pure face, a phrase echoed in his mind:
Hell is empty, and the devils are on earth.
Where is justice? Where is morality?!
however.
Under Professor McGonagall's glare, Malfoy finally gave in.
"Th-thank you, Vincent..."
Malfoy forced out those words through gritted teeth, only to feel his healed wounds start to ache again.
"I promise I'll never bother you again."
Malfoy felt a sense of relief as he said those words.
This duel was originally caused by the father's roaring letter.
That's it, we've completely lost.
It's completely over.
If his father asks again, "Why didn't you look for the reasons why you lost the duel with Ethan?"
Then Malfoy would suggest that his great father also have a glorious duel with Ethan.
He believed that no wizard could completely defend against that fighting technique before it became widely known.
"very good."
Professor McGonagall said her tone softened as she looked at Ethan.
"Mr. Vincent, Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, come with me."
"Okay, Professor."
Ethan obediently followed Professor McGonagall, showing no sign that just minutes before, he had punched his classmate hard.
An orphan who wants to live in the chaotic Spider's End Alley needs to have some real skills.
This result is in line with Ethan's expectations.
He did not intend to incite a large-scale conflict.
It's not the right time, at least not now.
Professor McGonagall arrived just in time.
These young wizards need to grow and learn.
What I need to do is plant a seed in their hearts.
A seed to question and to fight.
Thinking of this.
Ethan smiled.
He followed behind Professor McGonagall, who was constantly scolding Malfoy, with his head down, like a well-behaved student who rarely makes mistakes.
Behind him, the sunlight cast a long shadow over the lush green lawns of Hogwarts.
at the same time.
Hogwarts Tower.
Several Ravenclaw upperclassmen were watching the underground conflict come to an end.
They watched the whole thing and couldn't help but applaud Ethan.
Prefect Robert Hilliard remarked:
"Not only did we win the duel, we also won respect."
"Ethan's move was brilliant."
Robert had no idea how Ethan managed to throw a punch from a distance.
It looks somewhat like Apparition, but in any case, it shouldn't be something a first-year wizard could pull off.
A genius, a true genius.
Even if he considers himself smart, he probably couldn't have done what Ethan did in first grade.
Penelope Crivart excitedly proposed to the girl with long sideburns, the prospective next prefect:
"Should we recruit him into our club? Only the best and brightest students from Ravenclaw can join, and Ethan definitely meets that standard!"
"But he's only a freshman."
A discordant voice rang out, its tone somber.
Robert and Penelope turned around and saw a tall, thin young man.
He was like the stereotypical reclusive bookworm, with pale skin, dark circles under his eyes, and a gloomy and mean expression.
"We never accept younger students; they're too immature. This year's new second-year student, Qiu Zhang, is already an exception."
"Sean Max said in a deep voice."
Looking down at Ethan on the lawn, he frowned, as if he had seen something dirty.
"Moreover, those guys who win by tricks and talk are not qualified."
Upon hearing this, Penelope pouted and said indignantly:
"That's just your own prejudice! In my opinion, Ethan is even better than some upperclassmen—at least he doesn't jump to conclusions about others."
"..."
Sean narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at Penelope.
The latter was equally unyielding.
Their gazes met in mid-air, seemingly producing a crackling sound.
"Alright, alright," Robert smoothed things over, "It's good to have disagreements, we can discuss them, but let's not divide each other."
After all, they'll most likely be colleagues at the Ministry of Magic in the future.
"...Alright, I agree to give Ethan another probationary period, how about that?"
Sean seemed to have made a significant concession, and withdrew his gaze.
"If he can do something truly groundbreaking again, we'll consider bringing him into our team."
Penelope nodded: "Okay."
Robert, who was watching the two argue, and who was going to be kicked out of the Ministry of Magic next year, showed a kind, fatherly smile.
too naive.
Let's discuss something unknown here.
Whether Ethan is willing to join us is still unknown.
Recalling the first time in his life that someone had slammed the door in his face, Robert grinned.
You should also experience this feeling.
hehehe~
He turned his head and watched with interest as Ethan crossed the lawn and disappeared into Hogwarts.
A feeling welled up inside me:
such a pity.
As I am about to graduate, I can no longer foresee the turbulent events to come.
……
The flight lesson was immediately disbanded on the spot.
Slytherin walked away with a sullen face.
If you were to enter the Great Hall again, you would probably find a bunch of foolish Hufflepuffs gathered around the hourglass, marveling that they weren't the last ones.
Gryffindor, on the other hand, seemed to want more.
It's unbelievable that they didn't actually fight...
"Why wasn't Malfoy put in solitary confinement as punishment?" Ron said indignantly. "Ethan didn't do anything wrong!"
Seamus: "Uh—maybe it's because he's already been put in solitary confinement by Professor Snape?"
Ron: "...Oh, that makes sense."
Ron fell silent.
He watched Ethan leave with Professor McGonagall, his eyes filled with envy and longing.
The fantasy is that one is standing in front of everyone, leading with great passion and enthusiasm.
soon.
Ethan's deeds once again spread throughout Hogwarts.
As Ethan walked down the corridor, although the young wizards still avoided him, their eyes held a newfound respect.
One elbow strike shattered Slytherin's arrogance, leaving them at the bottom of the house rankings.
It's so bullshit.
Suck.
More and more Ravenclaw wizards gathered around.
This triggered a major surge of crisis in Michael.
One night, she even stood by the bedside and asked Ethan with a hint of resentment if she was still his number one.
Ethan smiled at him and bestowed upon him a noble knockout.
The world is quiet now.