A crimson shockwave instantly swept through the entire hall!
The goblins, like pebbles caught in a storm, screamed as they were flung away, crashing heavily against the walls.
The metal floor cracked, and countless bits of gravel rained down from the intricately patterned ceiling.
In just a single breath, the hall was reduced to ruins.
Dead silence.
"Hoo..."
The goblin leader Lanluoke let out a deep breath, feeling some of the frustration in his heart finally dissipate.
...This time, the losses are heavy!
Just thinking about the manpower and resources expended made Lanluoke's eyes turn blood red with hatred.
He wished he could pull out the tendons and dig out the bones of that [Light]!
Stuff him into a furnace as a core, repeatedly draining all his magic!
A new goblin quickly entered the hall and respectfully asked, "Should we go all out to capture that [Light], Lord Lanluoke?"
"...No, there's no need."
Lanluoke turned, a sinister light gleaming in his crimson eyes.
He bared his teeth, revealing two rows of sharp fangs.
He said hoarsely:
"We guard the most important and crucial core of Ancient Magic... We don't need to waste any more energy trying to catch him."
"Since his goal is also Ancient Magic,"
"We just need to wait for him to come... That [Light] will eventually walk right into our trap!"
With a thud, Lanluoke clenched his fist tightly.
Crimson magic surged across his metal armor, emitting a dangerous aura.
The present.
Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, Britain.
"Whoosh!"
A dazzling white light illuminated the dim night, and three shadows abruptly stretched out under the orange-yellow streetlights.
A wild cat meowed and fled, hiding under a car.
Ethan held the silver key, looking around.
Clearly, this was not Luna's house.
Houses with light brown exteriors were neatly lined up along the street.
Almost every household had a car parked, and the fenced yards featured neat, but very uninteresting, lawns.
Ethan: "This is a Muggle neighborhood... The sign says, Number 4 Privet Drive!"
"This is Harry Potter's house!"
Ethan's eyes widened in surprise.
Conveniently, conversing with the high-ranking Girl in the Mirror required something reflective.
He could pay a friendly visit to the Potter family and borrow a mirror from them.
Look, the lights are still on in the house.
Surely, Harry's aunt and uncle would be happy to help him with this.
Ethan straightened his clothes.
He even very lawfully refrained from using magic to clean himself.
Hmm, surely the enlightened aunt and uncle wouldn't mind the specks of blood splattered on his clothes.
"Professor Lupin, look, it's Harry's house! Aren't you surprised, aren't you unexpected?"
Ethan spoke to his professor as if teasing a child.
He turned his head and saw Professor Lupin bent over in pain, emitting a series of inhuman growls.
Ethan frowned.
He instinctively looked up.
He saw the orange-yellow full moon hanging high in the night sky.
—Full moon night! The werewolf is about to transform!
"Letting a werewolf run loose in a Muggle neighborhood... I don't have any plans to create a werewolf army yet."
Making a decisive move.
Ethan raised his hand and drew an inverted triangular rune in the air, aiming it at Lupin, and shouted:
"Aard Seal! Go!"
The powerful impact sent Lupin's entire body flying horizontally!
He precisely dented the Dursleys' car trunk and shattered the glass.
"Beep beep beep—!"
The car alarm immediately blared through the neighborhood, breaking the night's tranquility!
"Swish!"
Countless curtains were pulled open, and startled, inquisitive heads pressed against the windows, looking out.
Ethan raised his wand and shattered the streetlight with a bang!
"Whoosh!"
Countless curtains were pulled back shut tightly.
Lights went out one after another.
Ethan smiled and nodded: "Very good."
These are good children~
Just then.
The door of Number 4 Privet Drive burst open with a bang.
A large, round figure screamed and bounced out from inside!
Flying fearlessly into the sky!
"Help—Help!!"
"Hold on! Marge! I'm pulling you down—Oh my God! What the hell is this?!!!"
Harry's uncle, Vernon Dursley, stared dumbfounded at his flashing car, and the "homeless man" who had flattened the car trunk.
And.
That nightmarish figure, Ethan Vincent, splattered with blood, waved his wand: "Hi~"
Dursley: &*%—!!￥&￥?
Vernon Dursley, tall and fat, like a solid red mountain of flesh.
He froze in place as if hit by Petrificus Totalus.
From his actions of constantly trying to close his eyes and then violently opening them again.
One could tell.
Perhaps he wished all of this was just a dream.
In the stillness.
Only Aunt Marge's increasingly distant screams echoed above everyone's heads.
Until.
Aunt Petunia, who rushed out right after.
Upon seeing the scene before her.
Broke the eerie silence with a scream loud enough to shatter glass:
"Ah ah ah ah—!!!"
Then.
She fainted.
So.
When Harry stormed out of the door, luggage in hand, full of anger.
He immediately saw his aunt collapsed on the ground, and his uncle kneeling beside her, howling like a slaughtered pig.
On the lawn.
The new car, which was often boasted about, was flashing its alarm continuously.
The back half was shattered and dented, looking completely wrecked.
Harry: ???
The immense shock made him forget to be angry.
He looked out blankly and saw the familiar figure standing on the street.
Ethan Vincent.
Harry: .
Everything made sense.
"Ethan!"
Harry called out eagerly.
Struggling with his luggage, he jogged over, asking worriedly:
"Won't you be violating Ministry of Magic laws by casting spells like this?"
Last year.
He had received a suspension warning just for a house-elf's Levitation Charm!
Ethan: "Suspension? Interesting."
Harry:
As expected of Ethan.
All his worries suddenly vanished with a puff.
In fact.
Harry couldn't help but smile happily.
…Because his aunt had used the word "dog" to insult his parents.
So, in a fit of rage.
He had blown his aunt up like a balloon.
Harry had no regrets about this.
He had originally packed his luggage, preparing to wander alone.
He had even planned to use his Invisibility Cloak to withdraw money from Gringotts for survival after dropping out of school.
But now.
There was someone, a very, very reliable person.
Who was in the same predicament as him and could accompany him.
Harry immediately felt an immense sense of security.
Ethan: "Alright, Harry! The Enlightenment Society's summer training is here~!"
Harry: ?
His smile suddenly froze.
A very ominous premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.
Ethan turned his head.
He pointed to Lupin, whom the Aard Seal alone could not stop from transforming into a werewolf, and said cheerfully:
"Now, here's a test for you:"
"Your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for next semester has now transformed into a werewolf because of the full moon—" Harry cried out in alarm: "Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for next semester is a werewolf?!"
"You need to use what you've learned in two years to control him—" Harry's face turned pale: "Me?! You want me to control a rampaging werewolf?!!!"
"—Don't let Privet Drive turn into a mass grave."
Ethan finished his last sentence and added:
"It's okay, you just need to buy me some time."
Harry: "Buy time? What are you going to do?"
Ethan: "I'm going to learn the wonderful magic that turns werewolves back into humans."
Harry's expression became blank.
You should first learn the magic to turn a demon into a human.
Harry: "Ethan! Calm down and listen to me!"
"I've never heard of magic that can turn a werewolf back into a human! You might as well just summon Cerberus—" "Roar!!!"
A roar interrupted Harry's words.
One could see.
In the dark night, under the orange-yellow full moon.
A tall figure slowly rose from the dented car trunk.
Its frame was large, over two meters tall, with grayish-black mane swaying in the wind, emitting a wild beast's odor.
Its two arms were like gnarled dead branches, and its claws were sharp as daggers.
They could tear tough leather and snap fragile human bones in an instant.
That ferocious wolf face, with its cloudy yellow vertical pupils, stared at them without any trace of reason.
Saliva dripped in strings from its jagged fangs.
Undoubtedly.
At this moment, standing before them was no longer their professor.
But a beast that would devour humans!
Ethan patted the dumbfounded Harry's shoulder and cast a protective barrier on him.
He waved his wand and cast one on Luna as well.
Then, he directly used a Transfiguration Charm to conjure a mirror.
Since he had already broken the law, he might as well go all the way.
Ethan: "Be careful not to get bitten or scratched, Harry."
"Alright, training begins~"
As his words fell.
"Roar!!!"
In Harry's terrified gaze, the werewolf leaped up and pounced on them!
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