Gluttonous Stag!
The ground transformed into a pitch-black throat, encircled by square rings of jagged teeth!
Auror: "Sirius, just surrender—ah??!"
His feet met empty air.
Then, he screamed as he plunged into the "abyss"!
"Ah ah ah ah!!!"
"What is this thing?!"
They stared at Ethan in utter terror.
As if they had seen a demon smiling at them!
They just wanted to catch a fugitive, but were dragged alive into hell by a demon!
Mid-air.
The Dementors let out hoarse roars.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, they stopped abruptly and hurriedly flew in the opposite direction!
However.
The stag's large mouth suddenly inhaled:
A fierce wind, carrying an irresistible suction force, spun the Dementors and sucked them into its mouth!
Their bodies were pulverized, transformed into energy, and swallowed!
The feeling of fullness, like a bubble, vanished from the stag's mouth.
"Yowl—"
A cry of sorrow, and large drops of brass tears rolled down.
The flytrap-like deer mouth closed.
Slowly retracted.
On the ground.
A huge circular pit, several meters deep, was left behind.
By the pit.
Several lucky Aurors sat, slumped.
They trembled as they gazed at the deep, silent pit of death.
After a long while, they murmured:
"We… we survived?"
"Is that Hogwarts' talent cultivation program?! What kind of bizarre experiments are they conducting?!!"
"We must report to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible! Request reinforcements!"
Just then.
The large puddles of brass tears, which the stag had dripped onto the ground.
Suddenly began to squirm.
As if alive.
From them emerged bronze-colored "Dementors."
Under their hoods, a terrifying face with only three black holes was revealed.
Auror: ?!!!
This… how does it even mimic?!
Professor, I report that someone is cheating!!
And so.
Amidst Hogwarts' Apparition-prohibiting enchantment.
On the open field.
Several "cheerful" runners appeared.
A younger Auror, snot and tears streaming, shouted:
"If I make it back alive this time, I'm quitting and going back to my hometown to farm!!"
This big city is devouring people!!
[You have entered a Third-Tier · Blue Precious Painting, "A Piece of History · Love Eternal."]
Harry opened his eyes.
What met his gaze was a bedroom full of life.
A soft, warm light spilled from the ceiling, illuminating the little star stickers on the wallpaper.
Against the wall stood a solid wood bookshelf.
The middle shelf held books like "How to Be a Good Mother," "Infant Care Guide from Scratch," "Don't Panic! A Hundred Ways to Deal with a Baby's Sudden Flight," and so on.
And a crib in the center indicated that this family had welcomed a new life.
Harry held his breath.
His gaze fell on the slender figure beside the crib.
Vibrant, fiery red hair was pinned back, revealing a haggard face.
Though her emerald eyes were full of fatigue, they still watched the tiny life in the crib with love.
[Sleep, sleep… my dear baby…] she sang softly, gently rocking the crib.
Listening to the "hmm ah hmm ah" sounds from within the bed gradually diminish.
A smile blossomed on her face, the gentlest Harry had ever seen.
In that instant.
Harry blurted out: "Mom."
It was the first time he had seen his mother alive, not just in a flat photograph!
Harry instinctively reached out, wanting to touch her.
However.
His hand passed straight through.
Harry's eyes widened slightly.
Only then did he realize.
Everything he saw had a faint texture of paint.
This was, in fact, an incredibly realistic painting.
At the same time.
Inside the Great Hall at Hogwarts.
Professor Snape's defenses broke.
He stared blankly at the huge water screen at the front of the Great Hall.
Watching Lily, wearing a wedding ring and kissing the baby, his heart felt shattered into pieces once again.
"Ah… Lily…" Professor Snape tremblingly reached out, wanting to touch the person he longed for day and night.
On the water screen, the camera suddenly shifted.
It turned to Harry, who was also reaching out.
And met his gaze.
Snape:
Ptooey, how unlucky.
Snape recoiled his hand as if he had touched Troll dung, as if electrocuted.
He glared at a stunned Gryffindor, making him flinch.
He ground his back teeth grimly… Fine, Ethan, you keep such good things from him, huh?
One thousand points from Ravenclaw.
On the other side.
Headmaster Dumbledore cleared his throat, glancing at Luna, who was holding her wand in the Ravenclaw section.
This water screen must be Miss Lovegood's work.
It's not on the second-year curriculum.
Heh heh heh ~ This year truly has a wealth of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, brimming with talent.
The moment Sirius appeared.
Classes were immediately suspended.
Students and Professors were all gathered in the Great Hall.
And as if this had been anticipated.
Just as everyone had arrived.
The water screen appeared.
On it, Ethan and Sirius were displayed.
Along with that heart-stopping phrase— "The trial begins."
Subsequently.
The scene shifted.
And past events appeared.
Dumbledore glanced at the twitching expression of Snape, scoffing inwardly twice.
He shifted his gaze back to the water screen.
…Ethan, is he trying to show them something?
Hmm, he's just peacefully showing them a movie, Ethan is being lenient this time… Just as Dumbledore was thinking this.
An Auror crashed into the Great Hall.
Scrambling and shouting:
"Outside, outside there are so many water screens! They're everywhere!"
"They're almost spread across all central areas of magical Britain!!!"
"And there's a giant water screen, dozens of meters tall, suspended above the Ministry of Magic!!!"
Dumbledore: ???
Dumbledore's relaxed smile froze.
He suddenly remembered Lupin and Snape, who had been frequently going out recently!
His sharp gaze swept over them at once!
The former cleared his throat, silently averting his gaze.
The latter was still engrossed in the image, continuously muttering "Lily," "Lily."
Dumbledore: "
His stomach ached.
He knew it; how could Ethan possibly confine his art to this small patch of Hogwarts!
Ethan was making his debut to the magical world this time!!
The Auror was still shouting hysterically: "Headmaster Dumbledore, please help us!"
If this continues.
The Ministry of Magic will lose all face!!
Dumbledore: "Ah, this…" Just then.
The image on the water screen changed.
Lily was seen kissing baby Harry's forehead, saying "I'll be right back."
She then turned and left the bedroom.
The perspective shifted with her.
Arriving in the living room.
They saw James Potter.
James's face was also full of fatigue, but his smile was bright.
He said with certainty: "Let's make Sirius our Secret-Keeper; he would never betray us."
He raised his hand, slinging it around a man with a puzzled expression—Sirius Black—in a brotherly gesture.
And another.
A face somewhat unfamiliar to everyone.
He looked like a potato, or a shifty mouse.
Making people uncomfortable to look at.
On his face, he wore the same confusion and bewilderment as Sirius.
His eyeballs darted around.
Professor Lupin's pupils constricted, clutching his wand, and he murmured:
"Peter Pettigrew…!"
Unlike the subtle oil paint texture of Lily and James.
In this scene, his appearance was extremely real.
Identical to Sirius beside him.
This "hero," who should have died, appeared in the painting as a real, existing entity!!!
As the students gradually understood the situation.
A tide of disbelief slowly swept through the Great Hall!
"Peter, the hero who was declared dead over a decade ago, is actually alive?!!!"
"How… how is this possible?!"
"No matter how powerful Ethan's paintings are, he can't create a living, breathing person, can he!"
"What exactly is going on?!"
The Aurors were equally dumbfounded.
A very ominous premonition suddenly arose within them.
Amidst the clamor.
Professor Lupin's eyes gradually lit up.
A past history… Peter Pettigrew… He seemed to know.
Ethan, how will he reveal Peter's true face!