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

Chapter 342 Snape: Your teaching is completely useless! Ethan: Well then, watch closely—except for your dog's life (

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ahhhhh!"

"Oh~"

It was accompanied by a deafening roar.

The two gargoyles moved nimbly through the crowd, as if they were in an empty place!

These little wizards who had lost their wands were easily overturned by the car!

Looking at the devastation everywhere.

Ethan shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk, can't even last thirty seconds, really."

"But it's alright."

Ethan's voice was spirited, revealing his excitement and determination as he encouraged them, "I will not give up on you!"

Crowd: Please, just give up on us!

Amidst horrified gazes.

Ethan pulled something out of his pocket.

He then pulled out a large amount of invigorating potions.

Under the eerie green glow of the potion.

On that swirling face, a "gentle" smile appeared that made one want to scream and run away: "Don't worry, I've prepared plenty of potions to restore your strength..."

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"This lesson is still long, we have plenty of time to try!"

Everyone:

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Come over and get your medicine...

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"Tap, tap, tap."

The sound of Ethan's leather boots hitting the floor was like the tolling of a death knell.

Every step seemed to tread on their hearts.

It made them feel uneasy.

"No, no... I have none left..."

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Ron looked miserable.

Her already flushed face scrunched up even more, resembling a scalded tomato: "How could we possibly learn like this! This fake professor just wants to use us as food!"

Even Harry, who was a member of the Beacon Society and had trained under Ethan for several years, was not an exception.

At this moment, they were all panting and lying on the ground.

Losing your wand is like losing your hands and feet.

"How could it be so easy to learn..."

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Harry stared at the professor with the swirling face.

The more I look at it...

The more I listened, the more strangely familiar this horrific tone seemed.

...Could it really be Ethan?

But unless Headmaster Dumbledore is bribed, it's impossible for Ethan to actually become a professor.

"No, that's impossible," Harry thought. "Headmaster Dumbledore is an honest and upright man, and he possesses immense power and countless riches."

"Absolutely, there's nothing about it that can be bribed."

there is only one truth.

That means there's no one left in the wizarding world willing to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

So Dumbledore really did summon a demon from another dimension!

Although it's outrageous.

But Harry felt that he had already seen the truth with his clever mind.

Just as the demon was approaching with elegant steps.

A drawn-out voice suddenly rang out: "I believe your teaching methods are completely ineffective, esteemed Professor Ann Norn."

Ethan paused.

He stopped and turned his head.

I saw Professor Snape slowly emerge from the shadows behind the crowd.

Standing before the Slytherin students.

"Dean..."

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Malfoy was so grateful that he burst into tears.

Her blonde hair, which had been coated with too much hairspray, was now sticky and caked on her face.

He received a disdainful glance from his own dean.

...He's really no match for Ethan.

Professor Snape pursed his lips.

Turn your gaze away and look ahead at that terrifying vortex-like face.

He said coldly, "You're just indulging your own pleasure. I don't see these little trolls making any progress... It seems that Headmaster Dumbledore chose the wrong person."

"Why don't you just resign as soon as possible?"

Then, let me be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Snape arrogantly raised his chin.

According to the order of priority, it shouldn't be a student who hasn't graduated yet!

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Malfoy paused, blinking in confusion.

It doesn't feel like Professor Snape stepped forward to protect them.

more.

Is it because they want to steal the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship?!

Malfoy shed two long tears.

The atmosphere between the two was tense.

It was as if there was an invisible undercurrent flowing.

The students were stunned.

"Merlin!" Ron's eyes lit up with gossip. "Everyone knows how much Snape coveted the Defense Against the Dark Arts position!"

"That's great, he'll definitely dislike this weirdo who suddenly appeared!"

Let's fight! Let's fight!

Once the fight started, the monster didn't have time to torment them anymore!

Ideally, I'd be fired!

the other side.

The professors were equally surprised.

Professor McGonagall said in surprise, "Although Severus really wants this position, he usually avoids openly opposing it out of politeness..."

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Even the most incompetent Gilderoy Lockhart.

Snape only made sarcastic remarks in private.

"Hmm, yeah," Professor Flitwick muttered, "It feels... more like settling a personal score."

Could it be that strange vortex person?

Did you offend Snape before?

Haha, really?

The Whirlpool Man must be coming to the human world for the first time.

How could you have made that?

Such as accidentally touching Lily's sore spot, or unintentionally making empty promises to Snape and then exploiting him ruthlessly.

Or perhaps he accidentally stole the position Snape had been waiting for for years?

"That sounds like something only Ethan would do, hahaha."

Professor Flitwick flashed a hearty and innocent smile.

In full view of everyone.

"The Whirlpool Man" finally spoke: "You're right, Little Xixi."

"Little Snape":

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Damn it.

My fingers are twitching, and I can't suppress the urge to spank the brat.

Despite Professor Norn's tone remaining as calm and gentle as ever.

Like the warm sun rising in winter.

however.

After a short half-class period of "spending time together".

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if pain were crawling all over them.

Ethan said sincerely, "I was too kind. I should have let the students experience the feeling of casting spells without a staff as soon as possible."

The words fell.

Before anyone could react.

Ethan raised his hand.

A slender finger pointed to a bewildered student in the crowd.

Without hesitation, he said, "I will take your life."

In an instant.

A terrifying green light suddenly blazed on!

Like a sharp arrow, it pierced through the middle of the road in an instant and shot towards the stunned student!

"No-!"

It's like a pebble suddenly thrown into a calm body of water.

Time stands at this moment.

It was as if the image had been frozen in time, like a painting.

Professor McGonagall raised her wand.

Professor Snape's eyes widened in astonishment.

Harry then leaped towards the student.

"Bang!"

The green light shone on the barrier and exploded violently!

Amidst a cluster of scattered points of light.

What appeared before everyone was a magical barrier!

"Merlin's beard! Was that a staffless spell?! And it actually worked!!"

Ron blurted out.

I was both shocked and a little upset.

Everyone was stunned.

Professor McGonagall's hand, holding the wand, froze in mid-air.

His mouth was open in the shape of an "O".

Amidst a chorus of shocked gazes.

Harry held his hands up, panting heavily.

Feel your own heart.

It jumps uncontrollably due to the sudden surge of adrenaline.

It's done...

...?

He didn't use a wand, but cast a spell to create a defensive barrier.

Harry had just been recalling it.

Cedric, struck by the Killing Curse in the graveyard.

Then, my body started moving unconsciously.

Harry stared blankly at the fragile, semi-transparent barrier in front of his palm.

He tentatively reached out to touch it.

At the moment of contact.

The barrier shattered and dissipated.

Although it is extremely fragile.

but.

But it was a truly genuine case of casting spells without a staff!

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Snape's face suddenly darkened!

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