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

Chapter 457 Deadly Strike - "The Black Goat's Egg"! Ethan: Let me teach you a lesson!

"boom!"

The magical brilliance collided, bursting forth with colors as dazzling as a thousand fireworks!

It illuminated a corner of the deep night!

【roar!】

The three-headed hellhound roared, its rough and ferocious head thrashing, its fangs bared; the visual effect alone was enough to send chills down one's spine!

Each time it raised its claws, it would send a group of wizards flying. The corrosive black flames, like a whirlwind, swept through the crowd, burning scars on the ground.

"Hey!"

The Bird of Death brandished its silver-white staff, and the mournful cries of the dead echoed above everyone's heads like a death knell.

"Quick, quick, keep up—ah!"

Thick, sturdy devil vines rose from the ground, and in no time, they swept up groups of Aurora.

They inserted poisonous spikes into their skin.

"Damn it! What kind of evil magic is this?!"

An Auror, his eyes blazing with fury, turned around and met a muscular man radiating heat.

Cedric raised his thick arm, and his wand glowed and lengthened, transforming into a magical giant sword nearly two meters long.

Staring at the Auror, he panted heavily and said hoarsely, "Muscles... will never betray you!!!"

Auror: "Aaaaaaahhhhhh—!!"

The battle was in complete chaos.

The cold, full moon fell to earth, showering down large clumps of misty, chilling air.

Freeze the grass and trees, freeze the magic in the blood.

Forbidden spells flew everywhere as if they were free, and Slytherin fully demonstrated what it means to say "the law is worthless".

"Merlin!"

An Auror from Russia, speaking with a slight uvular trill, exclaimed in shock, "What kind of terrifying training have these students gone through! How are they even stronger than us?!"

"Hold on! Hold on!"

Minister Scrimgeour roared, frantically waving his wand and unleashing spells.

"Forget the students! Capture Ethan Vincent first!!"

A hint of panic flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected that Ethan, who always liked to bewitch people, would actually rush over so decisively this time!

What about the pre-war speech?

How could you be so uncivilized?!

...Although the results are the same, this resolute and ruthless attitude is remarkable.

This, on the contrary, made Minister Scrinjee feel uneasy.

It seems that something is out of control.

"It's alright, once we take down Ethan, this farce will be over!"

He made up his mind and stared intently at the conspicuous figure in the crowd.

He said to the person next to him, "Miss Rozier, assist me!"

Then, he took a deep breath, let out a low shout, and unleashed his magical power!

As if lifting a harpoon buried deep within its prey, he swung the magic wand with all his might!

"Haa!"

"Boom—!"

The earth shook, and mud, sand, and rocks swelled up like dragons, ignoring the screams of the falling wizards, and coalesced into a pair of giant hands in mid-air!

Smash it hard at Ethan, who is in the center!

"Bang!"

The giant hand suddenly closed, and the deep sound wave that erupted made the people around cover their ears in pain!

"Ethan!"

Gemma Farley roared and turned to rescue Ethan.

The next second, my arm was suddenly grabbed and pulled aside!

What are you doing—

"Whoosh!"

A crimson curse shot out from where she had been standing, creating a wisp of blue smoke.

"..." Gemma raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Luna who had grabbed her, and snorted, "You're not going to expect me to thank you, are you?"

Luna: "You're welcome."

Gemma: "...Heh, you really have a lot of patience. Your sweetheart got caught, and you didn't even flinch."

"Hmm~" Luna tilted her head and said seriously, "Maybe it's because I know that Ethan will be fine at this level."

She raised her head, her blue eyes gazing at the giant earthen hand standing in mid-air, and said softly, "I can become a star, illuminating his path to the top, becoming the most dazzling star in his paintings... but now, it's not the right time."

Gemma's eyebrows furrowed even more.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether this was selflessness or madness.

In conclusion, it was summed up as: "A freak."

the other side.

"Did you catch them?"

Minister Scrinjee stared intently at the clasped hands of earth, his breathing slightly rapid.

"Unfortunately, no."

A clear and calm voice sounded from behind.

He whirled his head, and the next second, a cold magic wand was pressed against his throat.

My gaze fell upon a vast, azure sea.

Profound, silent, harmless and peaceful.

But only by observing it up close can one discover the terrifying undercurrents surging beneath.

It will choose anyone to devour at any time!

Scrimgeour swallowed hard, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

He waved away the Aurors who came to his rescue, and grinned: "Your amazing teleportation trick, yeah, how could I not have thought of that?"

He looked down.

"It's said that people with obsessive-compulsive disorder keep their wands impeccably polished. Does Mr. Ollivander know that he's sold another companion to a world-destroying demon lord?"

Ethan nodded slightly.

Looking down at the sneering old minister, his tone remained calm, unperturbed by any provocation: "Rose Labyrinth, Super-Tier Magic, Devouring Maw—do you know I have countless ways to destroy your Auror army in a single breath?"

"Oh, really?"

Scrimgeour curled his lips in a mocking smile, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was pointing a finger at him.

"Then why don't you do it? Is it out of some hypocritical sense of morality?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Scrimgeour suddenly stopped talking.

His eyes widened slightly as he stared blankly at Ethan.

At that moment, he felt a deep sense of indifference from the boy!

As if a superior were looking down at ants on the ground, there was no anger or contempt in those diamond-blue eyes.

Yes, but as always, it remains as calm as the sea.

Because there's no need to waste words on lower beings.

Minister Scringer finally trembled, and a layer of white sweat broke out on his back!

A chilling fear that seeped into my very bones rose from the depths of my soul.

"Who...who are you...?"

Minister Scrinje asked, trembling.

"Sigh," Ethan sighed, complaining in a very human way, "Why do I have to explain to each and every one of them so many times?"

Ethan opened his other arm, his black hair flying, and stood tall under the bright moon.

A bright, almost manic smile spread across his handsome face: "I'm just a Ravenclaw art student who's single-mindedly pursuing art!"

madman.

The word popped into Minister Scrinzer's mind.

He's crazier than Grindelwald, or even Voldemort.

At least those before him would use goals and ideals to package themselves, but this young man before him, Ethan Vincent, [Mr. Lamp]

It is like an overturned leather bag, revealing its twisted and terrifying interior without any doubt, and even boasting about it to everyone.

It leaves one speechless.

...What's even stranger is that he actually managed to gather a group of loyal companions!

We must subdue him here!

Minister Scrimgeour's throat bobbed, his gaze shifting as he subtly glanced at Connie Rozier, who was lying in ambush not far away.

Everything is going according to plan.

Ethan: "Now, you have two choices, Minister Scringer."

"First, we should immediately announce our surrender, so that we can unite and fight the next enemy together."

"Secondly... it means you die here, ending the authority of the British Ministry of Magic."

"Countdown: Rule Two—"

When the last number is read out.

Minister Scringer suddenly sneered and spat heavily at Ethan!

He said in a hoarse voice, "You're dreaming, monster."

The next second, he whirled around and shouted sharply, "Rozier! Attack!!!"

They had already set up binding formations around here!

From the moment the giant hand of mud appeared, it was all a trap to lure the enemy into a deep loss!

Scrimgeour closed his eyes.

He knew that Yunbi was doomed, but he still stood straight and did not flinch in the slightest.

The Ministry of Magic has already prepared contingency plans; even if he dies, it will never hand over Britain to this devil!

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the magic array activating rang out.

Scrimgeour held his breath, waiting for the deadly curse to strike Yunbi.

—However, a few seconds later.

Nothing happened.

He opened his eyes in confusion, and what came into view was Ethan, who was bound hand and foot with magical ropes!

—Did you... succeed?!

Yunbi isn't dead yet?

How is this possible?!

Minister Scrinje patted his body in astonishment, realizing that his teeth were completely unharmed, and felt a sense of disorientation.

Did Ethan make a mistake?

Didn't have time to kill Yunbi?

But, that's impossible. Someone as powerful as Ethan couldn't possibly fail to utter a simple killing curse.

If Yunbi weren't actually standing there, the surrounding scene would seem so real.

Scrimgeour would have thought that Yunbi had accepted the illusion.

..one way or another.

He won.

The Aurors immediately surrounded him, countless wands raining down on Ethan, who was bound to the ground.

The binding magic slammed him to the ground, bound his entire body, and tied his hands behind his back.

The perfectly polished light brown wand rolled to one side.

Now, as long as I knock him unconscious, I can completely subdue this great demon.

"minister!"

The arriving Auror exclaimed excitedly, raising his wand to cast a spell.

however.

But he was interrupted by a loud shout: "Wait a minute!"

Minister Scrinzer raised his hand, stopping his subordinate's actions.

He looked down at the third-generation Dark Lord, who had finally been captured, with a complex expression on his face.

Perhaps because of his overwhelming advantage, he realized for the first time that his opponent was just a sixth-grade student.

There wasn't even a hook industry yet.

The achievements he made, and the calamities he brought, are already comparable to those of the previous two Dark Lords.

"Young and promising!"

"...You've lost, Ethan Vincent, or as I'll call you, Mr. Light? I hereby declare you formally arrested."

"I'm afraid you'll spend the rest of your life in a coma and imprisoned repeatedly."

"Is there... anything else you want to say?"

In the future, I suppose I'll no longer be able to use that mouth to seduce people's hearts.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

Ethan's lips trembled slightly.

Then, I looked up.

He raised a bright smile at the tense Aurors around him: "What I want to say is..."

"You guys really don't know how much Yunbi weighs?"

Pity is the right of the strong.

The voice fell.

Minister Scringer's eyes widened suddenly!

He shouted sharply, "Spell! Cast the spell now!!"

"Fainted, fainted"

"boom!!!"

The earth is shaking!

The earth seemed to transform into waves, surging violently!

"Aaaaaah!!"

Amidst screams that rose and fell, the Aurors tumbled and rolled around like dumplings being dropped into a pot!

They stared in terror at the edge of the crack, with an endless abyss beneath their feet!

"What?!"

Minister Scrimgeour, his eyes blazing with fury, hastily brandished his wand, ready to confront Ethan!

then.

He was astonished to discover this.

Yunbi was facing an insurmountable high wall!

"Boom!"

The land surged up, gathering in mid-air and coalescing into giant characters, each over ten meters high.

"Click."

The magical ropes binding Ethan snapped one by one, as if they were made of paper.

He rubbed his wrist and said casually, "I thought the Ministry of Magic's final measure would be more interesting. Sigh, it's not as good as last time. I'm really disappointed."

The earth and stones transformed into his throne, and he was respectfully invited to sit down.

Ethan crossed his legs, leaned to one side, and propped his chin on the armrest.

Unrestrained and arrogant.

From the best vantage point high above, his azure eyes coldly surveyed the shocked Aurors below.

He raised his hand, and the wand flew back into his palm. He said slowly, "If you're going to do it, you have to do it to this extent."

talking.

Ethan gripped his wand tightly, and the transformed wand sprouted blades that cut his palm.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock."

Crimson blood, coveted by countless evil creatures, dripped onto the stone words.

Like an invisible sculptor's chisel, the edges of the giant stone characters were constantly being polished, causing dust to fall in abundance.

Then [Meow!]

A hoarse, chilling voice, which made Bow instinctively shudder, rang out from inside the stone sphere!

"Click, click!"

The character for "stone" (石) is broken, just like an egg.

It contains a soft and rich darkness.

It poured out.

"Thump!"

One after another, enormous objects, as large as small mountains, crashed to the ground, causing a great tremor.

【Meow~ Meow~~~】

The sounds, like countless overlapping bleating of sheep, rose and fell in waves.

The main body is a dark, writhing mass of flesh, from which countless whip-like tentacles grow, which, defying any biological law, bite and close greedy mouths.

Tree-trunk-like limbs extended from its head, and it wobbled to its feet, leaving behind enormous hoof-shaped footprints.

"...Supreme Merlin, what kind of blasphemous creature is this?"

A trembling Auror murmured, looking up at the terrifying behemoth before him, before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

A deathly silence!

When Minister Scrinzer faced this unspeakable pressure, he finally realized:

Ethan said he could wipe out all the Aurors with a single blow.

It seems like it really wasn't just empty talk.

Title: The Black Goat's Egg

[Rank: Standard - Golden Legend]

[Description: Nuwa created you using the divine power of the Uniform Wall and clay, and you are no exception.]

[Effect: The Black Goat will devour everything in its path, making it very difficult to kill. While it is present, it inflicts mental damage within an area.]

[Comment: Do you even remember you're on the Bright Side?]

On the throne.

Ethan looked down at the stunned faces below and a pleased smile crept onto his face.

With a sharp crack, he said slowly, "Alright, you can run away now."

If you want to use it as a backup weapon, it needs to be at least this good.