The giant snake formed of Fiendfyre swayed, devouring everything in its path.
Every building it touched collapsed amidst the roaring flames!
Ethan gazed into the distance.
Where the Fiendfyre rose, a figure stood.
If one could say the goblin supervisor beneath Gringotts had turned into a monster on the outside...
Then this person...
Had been corroded into a ghoul from the inside out by Dark Magic!
Messy black hair was plastered over a face as gaunt as a skull.
Only a pair of eyes, widened to their absolute limit, stared dead ahead at them.
Ragged clothes, a hunched spine.
In her hand, she held a wand that did not belong to her.
She looked like a wild dog!
Not a single patch of unscarred skin remained on her body!
Separated by several buildings and rolling thick smoke, Ethan stared at her from afar.
His gaze shifted slightly upward to the billowing black mist.
Pitch black and viscous.
Twisting in shape, emitting a silent roar!
She could no longer be called "human."
After a moment.
The corners of Ethan's mouth curled up.
He whispered softly:
"It seems she really liked the gifts I sent her..."
A few lashes of the whip every day, followed by a viewing of the commemorative painting The Scream featuring Lord Voldemort.
It was a pity.
It seemed Fate still favored her, allowing her to survive until today to stand before him.
The next second.
Bellatrix's mouth moved slightly.
Then, a shriek of unparalleled misery erupted!
"ETHAN VINCENT——!!!!"
She waved her wand violently!
The fire snake immediately changed targets, opening its bloody maw to bite at Ethan and his group!
Bang!
The fire snake crashed heavily against a magical barrier.
Immediately after, a magical greatsword slashed down from above, severing its neck in a single blow!
[Roar!]
The severed head roared as it vanished into nothingness.
The body rose up, condensing a new head.
Fiery red vertical pupils looked down upon the figures surrounding Ethan!
"That won't do~ Everything works on a first-come, first-served basis."
"If you want to touch our President, you'll have to get past us first!"
The Weasley twins said with grins.
Standing left and right, wands raised.
A translucent barrier flowed before them.
—Thanks to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's special training.
In that split second, they had cast a perfect Protego.
Cedric held the magical greatsword steady with both hands.
The spectral blue blade flowed with brilliance.
Sharp enough to slice through iron like mud.
The members of the Enlightenment Society used their own flesh and blood to stand between Ethan and the danger!
They formed the most indestructible wall!
"Whoa!"
An Auror below whistled, amazed:
"Badass!"
"Is that kid Ethan really that beloved?"
Tsk, does he really have no weaknesses?
His aesthetic sense is crooked, but everything else is maxed out, isn't it?!
Ethan curled his lips.
Staring at the solitary Bellatrix, he used magic to project his voice into her ears:
"Why are you all alone? Do you have no family?"
"Oh, my apologies I forgot. Your beloved Lord Voldemort has already been crushed by me"
At these words, Bellatrix's features instantly twisted!
"You thief!!"
"Return the Dark Lord's treasure to me!! Avada Kedavra——!!!"
Bellatrix's eyes threatened to split open as she waved her wand desperately, shooting out streaks of ghostly green curses!
Clang!
A silver light flashed.
The Rats in the Walls emerged behind Ethan like a spider.
Fingernails as hard as steel collided with the deadly curse, actually chipping a section off!
As expected of the craziest Death Eater in the original story.
Her Dark Magic is stronger than the others, Ethan thought.
But...
This makes it interesting.
A beast-like, insane battle intent suddenly erupted in Ethan's eyes!
Leaving behind a "Luna, watch over them!", he opened an Anywhere Door and vanished instantly!
Whoosh!
The next second, he appeared in the sky above Bellatrix, several houses away!
Silver light slashed down like a whirlwind.
Shattering the barrier Bellatrix had hastily erected into powder!
It sliced blooming flowers of blood across her body!
"Urgh!"
Bellatrix cried out in pain, looking in shock at Ethan, who had emerged from a strange door.
—How did he get here?!
Apparition?
That's impossible without a single sound!
Spells flew chaotically.
Bellatrix retreated as she fought.
She didn't know what kind of wicked magic the brat opposite her was using.
His wand turned into a paintbrush.
With every stroke...
The corrosive fire of a three-headed dog, the Petrification Curse of a giant serpent, and a stag's giant mouth bursting from the ground like a bear trap!
It was like stumbling into the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!
Not only that.
He also shouted things like "Bear witness! This is great art!" and "This is the bond between art and me! Take this!"—words with no clear meaning.
While attacking with magic, he was inflicting mental damage too!
Bellatrix's eyes actually regained a bit of clarity from the shock.
She didn't understand.
She had only been in Azkaban for a dozen years.
How had the magic outside evolved into this ghostly mess?!
And it was sprinting full speed toward the underworld!
Bellatrix stared, eyes bulging.
She roared:
"You... you're clearly a White Wizard! How can you use such evil Dark Magic! Simply despicable!"
Ethan: "Knowing Dark Magic ≠ Being a Dark Wizard."
"Sigh, the wizarding world is still too conservative~"
Hearing this.
Bellatrix almost coughed up blood!
Black and White Wizards weren't distinguished by the spells they used.
It was because using Dark Magic seriously affected a wizard's emotions and soul.
Using it too much would cause one to degenerate into a beast that only desired bloodshed.
But this kid... he wasn't affected at all, was he?!
Bellatrix looked at Ethan's sunny, cheerful smiling face.
It didn't look like they were in a life-or-death struggle, but rather playing a game!
... It was impossible to be unaffected by Dark Magic.
So.
The only answer was...
This kid's soul was already so black it couldn't get any blacker!
In just over ten short years.
How did the world suddenly produce such a crazy art student?!
If Ethan had his say—
"What Dark Magic? This is pure art!"
Ethan: "Warm-up is over. Time to get serious."
Bellatrix: ?
While Bellatrix wore an expression that said "Are you freaking kidding me?", Ethan flipped his wrist.
Two cards appeared in his hand.
One was a new painting.
Whoosh!
Black mist poured out from it.
Landing on the ground, it coalesced into a tall, thin shadow.
On its face, it wore a silver beaked mask stuffed with spices.
On the left and right were hollow, lightless eye sockets.
Its entire body was wrapped in airtight black robes.
However, on its chest.
As if cradling an infant.
Grew another, smaller silver bird-beaked head.
A gleaming silver scalpel was held loosely in its sharp fingernails.
The entire image looked exactly like the Plague Doctors who treated the Black Death in the past!
When it appeared.
An aura of curses, almost tangible in substance, poured forth.
[Name: "Twin Plague Doctors"]
[Type: Portrait]
[Rank: Tier 3 · Blue Rare]
[Description: You say you created this portrait using the Longbottom couple as inspiration?]
[Effect: When used alone, only possesses the ability to cut rapidly with a scalpel and heal quickly. But when paired with certain curse magic, it can have miraculous effects.]
[Evaluation: Prolonged illness makes one a doctor. Very reasonable, right? (Not really)]
Ethan's eyes curved into a cunning smile.
He flipped his hand to reveal the other card——
Broom Rash!
[When "Twin Plague Doctors" is combined with curse magic, it will greatly increase the effect and range of the curse!]
["The plague runs rampant; corpses dance"!]
Ethan: "Fuse Broom Rash with Twin Plague Doctors!"
"Accept this strike of light and justice, Bellatrix!!"
In an instant.
A beam of scarlet light violently poured into the bird-beaked doctor!
The twin infant in its arms suddenly opened its sharp beak.
And let out a loud cry!
A cloud of scarlet mist, like fungal spores, exploded around them!
This cry.
Made the main Plague Doctor tremble.
Then, it slowly lifted its head.
In those hollow, pitch-black eye sockets.
A red light suddenly ignited!
?!!
Bellatrix's breath hitched.
Alarm bells rang loudly in her brain!
—If I don't run now, there will be great horror!!
Watching that wicked monster raise its hand toward her, Bellatrix's eyes bulged, and she shouted:
"Appar... Apparate!!"
Bang!
Along with the loud crack, what shot out...
Was that sharp scalpel, wrapped in strands of scarlet veins, looking like a living pathogen!
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