: A Cerberus with such high speed enters the challenge.

"It's alright, I have my own plans."

Ethan said lightly.

"They'll know whether my choice was right when the game starts."

"..."

Looking at Ethan's bright and sunny smile, the three little ones shivered involuntarily.

Fine.

Since Ethan said that...

They lit a candle for the other contestants.

The group quietly began to do their own things.

Ethan continued to immerse himself in the book "Human Transformation".

He would occasionally let out a soft gasp of amazement, nod slightly as if inspired, and express his approval and appreciation for the content.

The three little ones then carefully checked Ethan's homework—mainly done by Hermione.

Harry and Ron were in charge of checking for typos and noting down the answers.

The little girl seemed to be burying her fluffy head into Ethan's homework, pointing and checking it word by word, her eyes shining with fervent enthusiasm.

Harry and Ron were so intimidated that they didn't dare to speak to her.

About an hour later.

Ethan finally closed the book and let out a long sigh of relief.

As you casually read the book at hand, you feel a faint light shining in your mind.

But that's not enough; you feel a thirst for reading. Continue learning, and you will gain even more knowledge.

After having the "well-informed" entry, Ethan clearly felt that his reading speed and comprehension had improved.

This is a completely new experience, like suddenly solving a math problem you never knew how to solve before.

Ethan couldn't wait to read more books.

A desire to read truly took root in his heart.

only.

The stinging in his eyes was a warning to Ethan:

It's time for him to rest.

Meanwhile, seeing that Ethan had finally stopped reading, Harry and Ron, who had been sitting still for a while, seized the opportunity to ask:

"Ethan, do you have any plans for the challenge? We won't tell anyone!"

Hmph, I don't believe you for a second.

Ethan had no belief whatsoever that Harry and Ron, those two Hogwarts blunderers, should be at the same table as Hagrid.

However, there's no need to hide it.

Ethan pressed on acupoints around his eyes and said proudly:

"I plan to use live drawing."

"Living painting?"

Upon hearing this, both of them were stunned.

Even Hermione looked up from her homework of worshipping Ethan.

A living painting?

Ethan's plan to deal with the crisis-ridden Challenger Tournament is a living illustration of what can be seen everywhere in Hogwarts Castle.

They knew that Ethan's paintings were imbued with magical power.

But no matter what, it's unimaginable how one could successfully pass the game with just a "moving painting"!

Even as Ethan declared, he could take first place!

—Has Ethan gone mad?

Harry and Ron had the same idea again.

Seeing their hesitant expressions, Ethan smiled.

To be precise.

He didn't want to use "living painting," but rather the effect of living painting—

Summon cards.

The ability to summon creatures from paintings into reality is a feat that no wizard has ever accomplished before!

From two-dimensional plane to three-dimensional space.

It truly impacts reality!

Ethan had a premonition.

If he paints it well, it could get a new rating.

But the problem is—

Whom will he choose as the subject of his live painting?

Ethan initially thought of Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore's image is too human and lacks impact.

Ethan felt a little guilty about troubling him at his advanced age.

Another idea is Voldemort behind Quirrell's head.

But it was immediately rejected.

Ethan found it disgusting to have such a creature, afraid of death and clinging to life, inhabit his canvas.

"Do you remember any particularly frightening creatures?"

Ethan asked casually.

I didn't expect to get any inspiration from Harry and his friends.

Kids their age are probably afraid of ghosts, Snape, spiders, and the like.

But I didn't expect it.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all turned pale when they heard his question.

They exchanged a glance, swallowed hard, and said cautiously:

"Merlin's leopard-print underwear, have you forgotten what we told you before?"

"That monster that's lurking in the restricted area on the fourth floor, guarding the trapdoor."

"That monster Hagrid raised, the three-headed dog Luwei."

……

Even in the evening, when Ethan came for Quirrell's private tutoring session, he was humming Christmas carols with great enthusiasm.

It seemed very eerie in the quiet night.

It sent chills down Quirrell's spine.

"W-What's wrong, Vincent?"

Quirrell chuckled and gripped his wand tighter.

"It's nothing."

Ethan grinned widely.

He tapped his feet lightly on the ground, while twirling his wand as if conducting a conductor.

"It's just that I had a really, really good inspiration today."

How could he not have thought of that!

Wow, Hogwarts has such great stuff!

In Greek mythology, Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, is an incredibly ferocious and violent being.

They only obey the orders of Hades, the god of the underworld, and guard the gates of death and hell.

Any dead person who tries to escape will only be torn to pieces.

In the original story, even Snape, the master of dark magic, suffered at the hands of Cerberus and was bitten badly.

"How can you keep an eye on three heads at the same time?"

Snape complained as he treated his wounds.

Ethan thought it made a lot of sense.

Presumably, this living summon was created using the soul and memories of this adorable little creature.

It will definitely bring a very exciting experience to the other participants.

Thinking of this.

Ethan's grin widened, barely able to contain his excitement and anticipation.

Quirrell: I want to escape, but I can't.

Quirrell had no idea what kind of weird ideas this kid was having.

But he knew that if he didn't interrupt, he might be made into an appetizer.

"Um, Mr. Vincent, let's begin today's lesson..."

"I've looked at the research on living art before, and indeed, you're right, those materials are needed..."

"But...you've asked for far too much, so I'll have to collect it in batches..."

As he spoke, Quirrell clenched his teeth.

The thought of his savings being spent like water sent a pang of pain through his liver.

"Wow~ Professor Quirrell is amazing." Ethan's eyes sparkled as he spoke softly, "As expected of Professor Quirrell, with you here, my research on enchanted painting will definitely make great strides~"

"Haha, of course, of course..."

Quirrell's eyes hardened again.

That's right.

If he helps Ethan complete his research on living paintings, he will be able to acquire those magical skills.

To become the master's darling in one fell swoop and reach the pinnacle of life!

Quirrell's eyes were blazing with determination, his fighting spirit soaring.

He relished the false promises he made, and used them to motivate himself.

"Alright, alright, let's start practicing the inspiration and skill extraction spells needed for living art... It's difficult, I... I think you'll need to practice for a long time."

Oh? Really?

Ethan raised an eyebrow and held up his wand.

His "extensive knowledge" is the first thing to disagree with.