The Strictest Father at Hogwarts! Ethan: Old Deng, come here, I'll give you a buff.

Chapter 453 The Strictest Father at Hogwarts! Ethan: Old Deng, come here, I'll give you a buff.

Merry Christmas! Good evening everyone!

Slughorn's voice abruptly stopped.

The smile froze on his face, and disbelief and horror suddenly surged in his small, upturned eyes!

The venue, which should have been bright and filled with laughter, was now empty.

At this moment, it was enveloped in a dark blue light, like that of the underworld.

The blood vessel-like scarlet branches clung to the walls and floor, intertwining and pulsating slightly.

Above it.

Large swathes of deep blue datura flowers grow there.

Flowers without leaves, or leaves without flowers, symbolize the hellish flower of separation.

The slender, abundant petals emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the surroundings.

If the timing weren't so bad, Slughorn would have loved to praise how rare this flower was, as if it were from the underworld.

however.

As a living person, and moreover, a living person who came to attend the banquet in the mortal world.

Slughorn's teeth began to chatter.

The episode that most resembles turning into a sofa.

"Click-clack, click-clack."

The sound of clattering broke the silence.

As if awakening a sleeping monster, blurry figures slowly began to rotate.

Harry, Hermione, Neville, Malfoy —

The invited students were like dolls, expressionless and pale.

His empty eyes stared at Professor Slughorn, who had arrived.

Followed by.

"Crunch, crunch."

A soft sound came from above the crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the venue.

It looks like some kind of arthropod slowly stretching its body.

then.

A large, thin arm climbed up the chandelier.

The grayish-white palm gripped the light bulb tightly, along with its enormous, pupa-like body.

It is clearly very bloated.

But like a nimble spider, it hung upside down from the ceiling.

"Ah, ahhh————"

Slughorn couldn't help but stagger backward, tilting his head back and staring wide-eyed!

He reached behind him and touched the doorknob, twisting it desperately, but the door wouldn't budge.

It was as if an iron wall stood behind him.

He was forced to watch helplessly as the strange thing continued to climb down.

finally.

Ethan Vincent's face was revealed.

His respected headmaster, president of the Enlightenment Society, and the greatest enemy of the magical world today, the third Dark Lord.

She was looking at him with a smile through her bright blue eyes.

Several arms bent and stretched, slowly climbing down from the chandelier and approaching him.

He opened and closed his mouth, enunciating each word clearly: "My dear Professor Slughorn, how's the potion for the Blood Curse Orcs coming along?"

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,

Slughorn's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned deathly pale!

His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

At this moment, I recalled my student days and forgot the fear of being called on by the teacher while doing homework.

And this "teacher" is a monster from the underworld.

"—Snape, you were right."

"—I'm so sorry! I'll do it, I'll make it up to you right away! Please don't eat me, Lord Vincent!!!"

thump!

Slughorn's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Ethan: ?

He looked at the old professor foaming at the mouth on the ground, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "Is he that excited? It seems Professor Slughorn really likes this great gift."

A flower of the underworld cultivated from within the veil, a part of Nagini's body, and an eight-eyed giant spider that only Hagrid could obtain!

Every single decoration in this room is made of glittering Galleons!

Which school principal would be so generous?!

even.

Ethan also considered the coordination and visual effects, decorating the venue into a beautiful, fairy-tale-like setting.

Wearing the "new clothes" made by the eight-eyed giant spider, we greet and thank the hardworking Professor Slughorn during this important Christmas dinner.

"The old professor was moved to tears."

Ethan climbed down from the ceiling and gently patted the old professor's body.

And considerately, they covered him with a white cloth.

Don't catch a cold.

All students:

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The filaments of the lamps broke, and like puppets with broken strings, they all fell to the ground.

Ron's eyes widened, and he said, trembling, "The new professor's curse, has it started so soon?"

The Christmas dinner turned into a funeral!

Harry sighed, turned to Hermione, who had a look of absolute certainty, and said, "See? There are things in Hogwarts that are a million times more terrifying than that old textbook! Nothing to be surprised about."

Harry stepped aside to make way for Professor Snape, whose face was ashen.

Then, flashing a bright white grin, he gave Hermione a silly, rich kid's smile and said loudly, "Maybe that so-called half-blood prince is just a friendless gloomy guy! Otherwise, why would he give himself such a cringey name?"

"Hahaha—ha, ha?"

Harry suddenly stopped laughing.

I belatedly realized that the air had become completely silent.

"—Mr. Potter."

A voice, brimming with suppressed rage, rang out from behind Harry.

! !

In an instant, Harry felt his blood freeze!

He slowly turned his head and met Professor Snape's face, which was contorted with rage.

Although something happened to me again—maybe it was just my breathing just now.

But suddenly, I resonated with Professor Slughorn.

"Whoosh~"

Ethan whistled and watched the scene with great interest.

— Double kill.

finally.

Harry did not lie down next to Professor Slughorn on the ground.

Instead, under Snape's murderous gaze, she stiffly walked out of the classroom.

There's a high probability that it will become material for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Ha!"

Professor Slughorn jolted awake and exclaimed, "I can make potions! I can make potions—!!"

The shouts echoed through the empty corridor.

Slughorn, still shaken, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ethan wasn't there.

He chuckled sheepishly, "Haha, I was supposed to be going to a Christmas dinner, so why did I dream about Ethan taking me to hell?"

"Sigh, they say they're going to develop magic potions, but I have no idea how or how to do it—I really wish I had a brain as brilliant as the Four Greats."

You can have it.

A voice as elegant and mellow as red wine rang out from the side.

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In an instant.

Slughorn felt as if his blood was about to freeze.

Stiffly, he turned his head little by little to look.

On the wall, I saw a half-length portrait of a faceless man.

He was wearing a suit and a top hat.

He resembled a dignified gentleman, yet where facial features should have been, swirling eddies had been formed.

The skin and flesh overlapped, as if someone had gripped his dough and twisted it several times.

Extremely bizarre.

then.

Then the vortex wriggled, emitting a pleasant sound from its mouth:

[But that's alright. As the principal, I should inspire the potential of my professors.]

Come, my dear Professor Slughorn—

The swirling man in the painting leaned over, leaped out of the frame, and stretched out his arm toward the stunned Slughorn!

The moment he made contact, Slughorn felt as if countless knowledge and mysteries were flooding into his mind!

In this chaotic torrent of information, a spark of inspiration bursts forth!

"—I...I know what to do!"

Slughorn suddenly flipped over and leaped up, shouting hoarsely.

Because of his violent movement, a glittering silver object fell from his head.

Before it fell to the ground, it was lifted up by a ball of magic.

It was a crown inlaid with magnificent sapphires.

Under the light, it reflects beautiful fragments of light.

Congratulations.

A clear, cool voice brought Slughorn back to his senses.

He looked up and saw a smiling, black-haired boy standing in front of him—Hogwarts' youngest headmaster.

There was also a ghost with a reproachful expression.

I remember—it was something like Ravenclaw's Ghost, Grey Girl.

"I successfully experienced the wisdom of one of the four giants, Ms. Ravenclaw."

"Only a handful of people have received this honor."

Using the purified Ravenclaw tiara, gain insights into the Blood Curse potion!