Professor Lupin watched the scene with a smile.
A warmth spread across his pale and haggard face.
But at the same time,
He felt an uncontrollable sense of loneliness in his heart.
He would never experience such a reunion... Even with Ethan's help, he could go several months without transforming into a werewolf.
But there was always a risk of losing control, and he dared not gamble.
"This is already the best situation I could have ever imagined,"
Lupin murmured, unconsciously clutching the patched corner of his clothes.
Just then,
Lupin suddenly met Ethan's gaze.
The black-haired youth, who had created a "miracle," suddenly gave him a look that said, "Don't worry."
In an instant,
An ominous premonition arose in Professor Lupin's heart.
The next second,
Ethan's handsome face appeared in the still-undissipated water screen!
Broadcasting simultaneously to all parts of the wizarding world!
"Gulp!"
Wizards stiffened.
They stared blankly at Ethan in the water screen, as if he were about to announce an attack.
In their hearts, they cried out, "What more do you want to do?!"
"When will this torment end?!"
"Gentlemen, I love innovation and challenges."
A booming voice, like a great bell, resonated.
Echoing through the streets and alleys of Britain's wizarding world!
Ethan adjusted the sound-transmitting moonpetal flower at his collar.
Standing behind the high window sill of Hogwarts,
His gaze swept over the dense Forbidden Forest, the vast and dark Black Lake.
Stretching far into the distance.
A fervent spark ignited in his usually calm cobalt blue eyes!
"An eagle pursues truth."
"As a member of Ravenclaw, I am honored to reveal the truth of Sirius's case before you all this time!"
Upon hearing this,
Professor Flitwick was so moved he nearly floated.
Tears streamed down his face as he whispered, "He's my student!"
Ethan: "I hope you all enjoy this meticulously planned grand trial, ha ha ha ~"
Professor Flitwick's smile suddenly froze.
Meeting the gazes of others that seemed to ask, "Did you teach him this too?"
He gave an awkward smile and silently retreated behind the crowd.
"Skills are acquired, but personality is innate."
He couldn't be blamed for this!
Ethan: "Taking this opportunity, I also want to make an announcement—"
As his voice faded,
Professor Lupin's unease reached its peak!
Ethan excitedly raised his arm, his eyes sparkling, and declared loudly:
"On the night of the full moon at the end of this semester, I invite you all to Hogwarts to witness an unprecedented miracle!"
"I will, on the spot, completely cure a poor wizard afflicted by the werewolf curse!!!"
"A poor wizard afflicted by the werewolf curse" · Lupin: ???
His vision went black.
On the spot, observe, witness a miracle.
The combination of these words alone made Lupin, who had been hiding for years, feel like he was about to faint... No, the "test subject" might not necessarily be me—Ethan squinted and secretly winked at Lupin.
Meaning:
Don't be too touched, I've got this.
Lupin: "
The test subject is me!!
He had no intention of becoming the most dazzling cub in the werewolf world.
Moreover, "completely curing werewolves" is absolutely impossible, right?!
Professor Lupin turned his head, urgently seeking help from Principal Dumbledore.
Then, the latter gave him a smiling look.
This old man is old, now it's you young people's turn, oh ho ho ho: .. Professor Lupin suddenly realized.
Ethan hadn't been expelled by his third year.
To a large extent, Principal Dumbledore was "abetting evil."
Ethan's confident and resolute words
Echoed through almost every street.
Penetrating walls and reaching countless ears.
Everyone froze.
Staring in shock at the spirited black-haired youth on the water screen.
Unable to believe what they had heard.
In the pub,
Wine glasses dropped from hands, and even wine trickling from wide-open mouths went unnoticed.
In a dark, narrow alley,
A group of dirty people, like wild dogs, raised their heads, their cold, wild vertical pupils staring intently at the water screen.
One of them, a werewolf leader nearly three meters tall, covered in thick fur, who looked more like a beast than a human even on non-full moon nights—Fenrir Greyback—let out a heavy laugh.
He said darkly and maniacally:
"Another arrogant fool..: : : .. Curing werewolves? He must be out of his mind! Hahahaha!!"
"Moreover, we don't need a cure! The werewolf bloodline is our unique and strongest weapon!!"
Amidst the arrogant and wicked laughter,
Some werewolves laughed and nodded in agreement.
While a portion exchanged glances and quietly disappeared into the shadows.
Ministry of Magic.
Rufus Scrimgeour, the unexpected successor to the Minister for Magic position, was being surrounded by everyone.
A Ministry member exclaimed in shock: "He actually said he can cure werewolves... Mr. Scrimgeour, what do you think?"
Scrimgeour pondered for a moment.
His face was as firm and tough as steel, and his hawk-like sharp gaze shot towards the youthful face on the water screen.
After a while, he said in a deep voice: "If he fails, it's only natural, one can only say he's young and reckless...: ..
"But if he truly succeeds, then we should re-evaluate his worth—and make him work for us!"
"Just because one fears taming a fierce eagle, one tries every means to break its wings."
"That is utterly foolish!"
Cooperation, utilization, taming.
That is the correct way to attract talented individuals.
At this, Scrimgeour clenched his fist.
His eyes were full of determination.
"...Speaking of which, why was that fool Fudge so wary of Ethan?"
"He's just a kid who loves dark arts."
"He made it seem like he was the leader of some evil organization."
The next day,
The Daily Prophet, as expected, sold out.
The front-page headline was [The Ministry of Magic's Biggest Scandal in a Century! Real or Fake Hero? Step into Ethan Vincent, Step into the Truth of That History!]
The second page was [Shocking! Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge Resigns Due to Guilt! An Untold Secret with a Certain Auror—]
The third page was [Ethan Vincent Speaks Again! Completely Curing Werewolves? An Arrogant Statement of Fantasy!]
Ten copies per person.
It was another explosive news story, comparable to when Lord Voldemort was defeated by a baby!
Even wizards in foreign countries would send owls to purchase dozens of newspapers.
But what made The Daily Prophet headquarters gnash their teeth in frustration
Was that the sales of The Quibbler were actually neck and neck with theirs!
The reason was simple.
Because the central figure of the topic, Ethan Vincent, had given an exclusive interview to The Quibbler!!
Moreover, his latest masterpiece was also published in it!
How could The Daily Prophet compete with that?
One could only say that
The Quibbler truly had foresight!
Hogwarts.
Inside the Great Hall,
Students were eagerly chattering, and newspapers covered every long table!
The topic of discussion,
Naturally, was yesterday's grand trial that had shocked the entire wizarding world!
Even the "Staircase of Judgment" rollercoaster, which had penetrated the Great Hall with an unstoppable momentum and reached the top of Hogwarts in one go,
Was still preserved in its original state.
For everyone to visit and admire.
On the ground, a row of food offerings had already been placed!
And Ethan Vincent, the center of the discussion, seemed to be detached from it all.
He was unusually calm.
Quietly, he spread butter on his bread.
Making many girls swoon over him.
"Ahem, uh, Ethan."
Michael cautiously spoke.
Representing the students who dared not approach, he asked:
"Ethan, how exactly are you going to cure werewolves?"
At the teachers' table,
Professor Snape perked up his ears.
He looked at Ethan with a sinister gaze.
Even he, a Potions Master, could only improve the Wolfsbane Potion... How was this third-year kid going to do it?
Ethan smiled slightly and said mysteriously:
"The key lies with Neville Longbottom."
According to this "green thumb,"
The batch of moonpetal flower seeds he had entrusted to him earlier—the key ingredient for the werewolf curing potion—
Would be ready soon!
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