Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

I didn't expect this guy to be not only a wizard, but also know how to use movement to cancel the skill's pre-swing. He is an expert. I can't get entangled with it, I have to make a quick decision.

It’s just a wave, it’s not like I don’t know how to do it.

So Ethan put away his wand, put his hands together, stretched out his fingers like petals and placed them on his waist, and quickly gathered the energy of ancient magic in his palms.

"KA——ME——"

The giant statue turned around again and faced Ethan, and a ball of light that was much larger than before quickly condensed and formed in front of its chest.

"HA——ME——"

The colossus pushed the ball of light on his chest forward, and the ball of light turned into a dazzling torrent of energy and shot towards Ethan.

At the same time, Ethan also finished charging his energy, and pushed his hands forward. The silver energy in his palms turned into a surge of light and shot out:

“HA——!”

Two energy beams, one thick and one thin, collided in mid-air, and the shock wave they caused even caused the top of the cave to shake, causing tiny pebbles and dust to fall continuously.

After only a moment of stalemate, the energy beam emitted from Ethan's side overwhelmed the light flow of the statue, pushing it back to the chest of the statue effortlessly, hitting the chest of the statue.

The statue exploded with a loud bang, and the scattered fragments turned into light spots and disappeared into the ground. A pointed empty door frame rose from the center of the round platform, and the pattern of the door frame flickered with silver-white light.

hum-

A light blue curtain of light quickly emerged, and the other side of the curtain was connected to a dark corridor.

Without thinking too much, Ethan stepped over the light curtain and followed the corridor to another round hall at the end.

This round hall was roughly the same as the one he had seen in Gringotts. A huge stone bust had its hands on the floor of the round hall, and its head reached the dome of the round hall.

The face of the statue looked familiar to Ethan. Judging from the beard and deep wrinkles, it should be Percival's face.

In the center of the rotunda, protected by the statue's chest, is another meditation basin, above which quietly floats a ball of amorphous liquid similar to mercury, reflecting the luster of metal.

Ethan tried to touch the liquid with his hand, and the liquid seemed to have intelligence. Before Ethan's hand touched it, it flew towards Ethan, wrapped around Ethan's palm, and flowed freely on his skin like water.

"This……"

Ethan rolled up his sleeves and looked at the metal layer on his right arm that was moving back and forth like a dynamic tattoo. He found it difficult to understand the current situation.

There was no strange feeling on his arm, it was just like having an extra layer of soft armor close to his body, and he had a vague feeling that this soft armor could change shape according to his wishes.

Ethan secretly made up his mind, and the metal layer on his arm instantly moved according to his will, turning into a boxing glove that covered the entire hand.

Well, you can basically be sure that you have absolute control over it, so you don’t have to worry too much about it being out of control.

But what was the origin of this thing? Could it be the vessel of ancient magic that Percival had mentioned?

As Ethan was thinking, he kept changing the patterns of the metal layer on his arm, and suddenly he heard a dull sound.

At this time, the huge stone statue of Percival slowly propped up its body and raised its head above the meditation basin. A stream of liquid light flowed out of the statue's eye sockets and dripped into the meditation basin.

Ethan took a deep breath and immersed his head in the liquid in the meditation basin with ease, allowing the familiar feeling of weightlessness to surround him.

In a trance, Ethan came to a lawn. In front of him, there were two figures, one old and one young, with their backs to him, facing an island not far away.

The young figure gently waved his wand, and a metal platform similar to the one Ethan had created before rose from the ground of the island.

Then the young figure lightly tapped the magic wand in his hand, and a stone ball appeared out of thin air and landed steadily on the round table.

The old figure turned around and smiled:

"This ability to change your surroundings is amazing no matter how many times you see it, isn't it?"

The man's face and voice were familiar to Ethan.

It's Percival.

Then the other person must be...

The young figure put down his wand and turned his head towards Percival with a look of dismay.

It was Isidora Morgana.

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Still the heroine's AI Tutu

Chapter 217 What a coincidence, you are here too

"what happened?"

Percival noticed Isidora's gloomy face and asked with concern.

"My father...his condition has not improved. He may never be able to get over the loss of my brother..." Isidora stroked the wand in her hand and said sadly, "Even though the disaster has passed for so many years, the pain of losing his loved ones is still an indelible scar for him."

"It is indeed unbearable to see the one you love being tortured, but the dead cannot be resurrected, no matter what magic is used." Percival seemed to have thought of something, and said solemnly, "Even for us."

"I know, professor. But we can always do something for the living, right?" Isidora looked up at the clouds in the sky, her eyes shining with an inexplicable luster under the sunset glow. "What my father needs is not a monument to the victims, what he needs... is someone who can help him heal his inner pain."

Isidora looked at Percival again, with a hopeful look on her face:

"Professor, what if I can really help him achieve this?"

"You've done enough for your father. There's no need to be so hard on yourself..." Percival shook his head and gently comforted the girl in front of him.

"But that is far from enough. If I could... take away his pain... right..." Isidora cautiously tested Percival's attitude.

"No, Isidora." The kindness on Percival's face disappeared, and his aura instantly changed from a kind elder to a strict mentor.

"I understand the appeal of this to you. You may indeed be able to use this power to influence existence beyond the material world. But you must understand that human emotions are a powerful force in themselves, so powerful that they are difficult to control. What we need to do is to channel it, not manipulate it."

"Whether it is out of good intentions or not, whether or not one has the ability to do so, no one can be sure what irreversible consequences will result from arbitrarily manipulating people's hearts."

Seeing that Percival rejected her idea, Isidora's voice became tearful and unwilling:

"So am I just going to watch my father fade away in pain?"

Percival shook his head again and refused firmly: "We have no right to control the consciousness of others, even those closest to us."

The light in Isidora's eyes dimmed, and she walked away from Percival with a disappointed look on her face.

The scene in front of him dissipated like clouds and mist. In an instant, the scenery in front of Ethan solidified again, and he came to the room he had been to last time in the meditation basin.

Percival and Charles were sitting in an armchair by the fireplace, talking in low voices, when suddenly they sensed something and looked at Ethan in unison. To be precise, they looked at the door behind Ethan.

Percival was the first to stand up from his armchair, with a smile on his face:

"Welcome back to Hogwarts, Miss Morgana. Oh no, it should be Professor Morgana now."

A figure passed through Ethan's body and walked into the room. Ethan changed his position and carefully observed Isidora, who had become a professor at Hogwarts.

She had become much more mature, the innocence on her face had completely faded away, and her clothes had changed from the plain robes worn by students to elegant and luxurious British-style long skirts. She had grown from a young girl into a mature woman.

Isidora smiled shyly at the two professors sitting by the fire. "I think I need some time to get used to this title."

Charles also raised himself up from his armchair and jokingly said in a friendly manner:

"It always takes time. But I'm glad to hear that you've accepted the position of Professor of Charms. Now Percival can finally teach Transfiguration, which he has always dreamed of."

Hearing his old friend's revelation, Percival just smiled, pointed to an empty armchair, and called to Isidora:

"Stop standing there. Sit down for a while, Isidora. Tell me about your travels during this time. Have you encountered anything interesting?"

"Well, well..." Isidora declined Percival's offer politely, revealing a little excitement in her words, "I actually hope that you and others can come to my house tonight - I have experienced a lot along the way, and there are many things I want to share with you."

"Okay, of course." Percival quickly agreed and looked at Charles. "We'll go inform the others right away."

"Okay, we'll see you then."

Isidora nodded, turned around and left the room, her slim figure disappearing out the door.

The memories came to an abrupt end, and Ethan was also excluded from the meditation bowl. Shuangse supported himself on the edge of the meditation bowl, silently digesting the memories.

I have to say that after experiencing the baptism of frequent use of Apparition, the nausea caused by the Pensieve has become less unbearable, and I even have a tendency to get used to it.

But why can't I be happy?

"Influencing existence beyond matter... is it really possible to do so?" Ethan pinched the root of his nose and muttered to himself.

Looking at Isidora's excitement at the end, maybe she really found a way to interfere with people's emotions, or a way that was different from the three unforgivable curses and could affect other people's souls in a positive sense.

If ancient magic could really do this, then it meant that he could also learn this method through memories. If he could further develop it on this basis, then in time, he might be able to pull the soul that was about to dissipate due to the Avada Kedavra back into his body.

By then, the unsolvable death curse might really be able to be broken.

But just think about it, if you can really do that, you have to prepare a way to deal with the soul and body. The influence of Avada Kedavra on people is not only on the soul, but also on the body.

As Ethan raised his head from the meditation basin, a translucent light curtain gradually emerged on the metal pattern in the style of a door frame on his left hand side. He could vaguely see the map secret room behind the light curtain. It seemed that this light curtain was his exit from here.

To be honest, Ethan didn't want to go to the secret room on the map. It would be very embarrassing if he happened to meet Professor Figo.

But the way I came here has disappeared, and I have just tried teleportation magic such as Apparition, but it doesn't work at all. If I want to leave here, I can only go through this light curtain.

Ethan took a deep breath, carefully stepped over the light curtain and came into the secret room of the map, looking around furtively.

Then he turned his head and saw Professor Figo's distorted face looking at him from behind the pedestal of the entrance just above him.

Professor Figo was holding the truancy notice that he had placed on the pedestal before leaving. He looked at himself in surprise with his eyes wide open and his mouth half open. His eyes showed a fan-shaped pattern of two parts annoyance, one part surprise, and seven parts confusion.

Ethan's back was instantly covered in cold sweat, and he gave Professor Figo an awkward but polite smile:

"Ahahaha, what a coincidence, Professor. I didn't expect you to be here too."

Then, while Professor Figo was still in shock, he quickly drew a portal and slipped in with the fastest hand speed in his life. His insincere apology echoed in the secret room of the map:

"I'm sorry, Professor. I know I was wrong, but I still have some work to do. When I'm done, I will come back and apologize to you three times, three times!"

Professor Figo watched in astonishment as his rebellious son (crossed out) and his favorite student escaped again right under his nose. He finally came to his senses and let out an angry and sad roar:

"E-Sen-!"

Professor Figo panted heavily, looked at Percival who was standing in the picture frame with his hands clenched and watching the play quietly, and asked:

"Professor Rackham, do you know where Ethan went?"

"Before he escaped just now, I did know where he was. But as for his current whereabouts, I can't say for sure."

Percival spread his hands, turned and walked out of the frame.

Professor Figo scratched his head with a look of stomachache, and ended up pulling out a handful of hair. He looked at the gray hair in his hand, and for the first time, he made up his mind to give Ethan a good love education.

I just spoiled him too much! Look at how arrogant this unfortunate child has become now.

He has not been idle these days. Since the beginning of the Christmas holiday, he has been staying at the Ministry of Magic headquarters in London. Under Tony's leadership, he and the Aurors from the Law Enforcement Department have been discussing the details of the encirclement and suppression of the Salamanders, in order to add a little more safety to Ethan's future travels.

Therefore, Ethan's idea of ​​changing his clothes before traveling was not groundless. If he really did not change his attire, he might really be recognized by Professor Figo on the streets of London.

The discussion went smoothly at first, after all, the Aurors were actually pretty easy to talk to. They only had enemies to kill and civilians to protect, and all you had to do was provide them with some basic enemy intelligence and precautions, and they would work out the best solution based on that intelligence.

But later, perhaps because the discussion was a bit too noisy, the heads of various departments and several major directors came over. Unlike the Aurors who were focused on doing their jobs, they were a headache, with all the political influence and responsibility sharing. To put it bluntly, they wanted to take the credit but didn't want to bear the possible negative impact.

After all, the Salamanders were a big piece of fat meat in their eyes. As long as they could take the credit for destroying them, they would surely be able to add to their own achievements and get a few more votes for the next election for Minister of Magic.

That's why he didn't want to deal with these guys. After all, unlike his good friend George Osric, Eleazar Figo was not good at these overt or covert calculations. What he really wanted was to be a teacher in Hogwarts, teaching and answering questions, and studying at the same time.

But this time it was about Ethan's matters. Even if it was something he was not good at, he could only bite the bullet and talk nonsense with these guys who only cared about fame and fortune.

The result was that during these few days in London, his hair became noticeably thinner.

However, due to the fact that the parties passed the buck to each other, the situation reached a stalemate, and Alastor Moody was also invited by Tony to calm the situation. With his strong intervention, the plan to encircle and suppress the Fire Snakes was finally settled today. Tony has set out with the advance team to eliminate the locations of the Fire Snakes' headquarters one by one in several places where the Fire Snakes have appeared. After all, he is the only one who has dealt with the Fire Snakes recently, and he must have some experience in dealing with them. If he encounters a large number of their troops, he will not be killed on the first sight.

He had just returned to Hogwarts from London this afternoon, and had intended to go directly to his teacher's lounge to have a good rest. But somehow, he turned a corner involuntarily when passing the stairs leading to the basement, and his disobedient legs dragged him directly to the map chamber.

So as soon as he entered the door, he saw the truancy notice left by Ethan. The note briefly stated his plan to go out this time in a very frivolous and informal tone.

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Professor Figo:

I plan to go out for a few days to complete Percival's trial, find the remnants of the Fire Snake Party, and chop them up. Just wait for my good news.

That's it, ciao~

Ethan

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The story is clearly about something as serious as "I decided to blatantly violate the rules and regulations and skip school to have a life-and-death battle with those dark wizards who had ill intentions towards me, even though I knew my life was in danger because I was being targeted by the enemy", but Ethan wrote it as casually as "I'm going to the river to catch a couple of fish and will be back in time for dinner."

My stomach started to ache again.

As Professor Figo finished reading the words on the note, his face became darker and darker. He dared to swear to Merlin that as long as Ethan dared to appear in front of him now, no matter whether he was intact or missing limbs, he would use his old arms and legs to teach Ethan, the idiot, a lesson.