Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Once we make a wish with the Holy Grail, my sister will definitely get better. When the time comes, I must invite you to our house for a meal to thank you properly. Without your help, I may not be able to win on my own... No, I will definitely not be able to win."

"Are you planning for the future so soon? We haven't won yet. Opening champagne at halftime is a big taboo." Ethan was also relaxed by these pleasant remarks. He shook his head half-amused and half-helpless:

"The Lancer on the other side might be a tougher opponent than Hercules, so we should stay alert until the last moment."

"But you're here, aren't you?" Alana retracted her wand, brushed off the non-existent dust on her body, and smiled softly.

"So what if I'm here? I'm not some omnipotent god, and it's not good to rely too much on the power of others."

"That's not what I meant," the girl shook her head and gently pressed her chest with a satisfied look on her face. "I just feel at ease. As long as you are by my side, I will feel at ease. No matter what happens, I will feel that I have someone to rely on. This sense of security really makes people feel at ease. I feel that no matter what difficulties I encounter, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Alana pursed her lips, made up her mind, and said, "Ethan, I actually wanted to tell you before, I..."

"Okay, I've checked here too, and there's nothing wrong." Ethan moved his wand away from the door and looked at Alanna. "Let's go in, and we'll talk about anything later."

"Oh..." The luster in the girl's eyes dimmed. She pouted and propped up one foot, gently drawing circles on the spot, looking unhappy.

Ethan pushed the half-closed door open with a little force, and walked in without looking back, as if he didn't notice the little emotion of the girl behind him, and just said softly:

"And you don't need to tell me these things, I know them all."

The girl's brows relaxed instantly and she followed with brisk steps.

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Wizard Costume

Chapter 228 Thomson Ripple Running

The room between the Holy Grails was not filled with enemies as they had imagined. Instead, it was completely empty and so quiet that it was so eerie that it made people feel as if they had fallen into an empty city trap.

Opposite the stone door was a chair made of woven metal that looked like a rattan stick. A man wrapped in a black robe was sitting on the stone chair, with one hand on his cheek, quietly watching Ethan walking towards him.

"I didn't expect you to get here so soon. I can't help but be surprised." The man in black asked in a hoarse voice.

Ethan and Alanna both recognized it. This voice was the one they heard when they were eavesdropping in Hogsmeade that day, which meant that it was indeed the same group of people who were causing trouble from beginning to end.

"Tsk, how can it not be fast?"

Ethan snorted, and began to point fingers with a look of disappointment:

"I've been wanting to complain for a long time. What kind of combat power configuration do you have? Are the Calabash Brothers going to save Grandpa one by one?"

"This is a defensive installation, not a level-breaking game. What's the point of dispersing your forces like that? Are you waiting to be defeated one by one by the enemy? It's obvious that your advantage is population. Why don't you use the human wave tactic to overwhelm the enemy with numbers but wait here to tire yourself out? Do you think you are playing Dungeons & Dragons? If all else fails, you can just set up a bunch of magic traps!"

"Do you know how to play real-time strategy? You didn't mobilize your forces even though I had defeated them in front of you. Are you really just an idle player? Your behavior is really like Cao Pi's wife entering a carrot field - Zhen Ji pulling vegetables!"

The man in black robe didn't seem to be very angry when he heard Ethan's rude words to him. He didn't even feel annoyed. He just changed his posture on the stone chair and asked:

"So, how do you feel? Especially when facing Hercules, do you feel overwhelmed?"

"Hey, who do you think you are? Don't act like I know you very well! And I have no obligation to tell you the whole story." Ethan became more and more emotional as he spoke, and pointed his wand at the man in black robes:

"There is no point in talking any more. Let your Servant show himself."

"No, no, no, Ethan, don't be so impatient." The man in black robe shook his head with a smile in his tone, "Before I officially fight with you, I want to have a good chat with you for a while."

"I'm not in the mood to chat with the enemy."

"No, you'll want to talk to me."

As he spoke, the man in black took off his hood, and Ethan and his companions finally saw his face clearly.

It was a face that was almost identical to Ethan's, except that it was extremely pale and bloodless, and covered with tiny cracks, like ceramic that had reached a critical point and was about to shatter into pieces.

So the three of them were stunned and looked at each other, with disbelief written all over their faces.

"Very curious, huh?" The man in black robe smiled sinisterly, "Then we should be able to have a good chat."

"Who are you? Why do you have the same face as me?" Ethan asked with a serious face.

"It's only been half a year, have you forgotten me?" The black-robed man shook his head in disappointment and reminded, "In Qiushui Town, China, I almost died in your hands."

"...it's you." The clue was so obvious, how could Ethan not notice it? The man in front of him was the dark wizard who failed to cause trouble and was backfired by himself. Unexpectedly, he was not dead, and was the mastermind behind all this.

"'Almost'? I want to ask you how you survived? And how come you have my face? You are an Englishman and you shouldn't look like this, right? Is my face so handsome that you envy it?"

The man in black robe snorted coldly: "Then this is all thanks to you."

"I guess those old guys at the Ministry of Magic have also told you what happened: I tried to take over your body through a sacrificial ritual, but failed. What did they tell you about the reason? They should have said that something went wrong with my ritual, right?"

"But that's not the case. The ritual was very successful. I did succeed in occupying your body. Even my soul is almost completely integrated with your body."

"But at this moment, something unexpected happened. A powerful external force pushed me out of your body. It was so powerful that I had no power to resist. I wanted to take it back, but my strength was exhausted. I couldn't even return to my own body. In addition, the cleanup device I set up in advance to clean up the scene began to count down to self-destruction because I lost control of it. If I didn't leave, I would be implicated."

"So I had no choice but to flee in a hurry in the form of a soul, and used several corpses to create this temporary body. And because my soul has already been integrated with your body, my appearance is naturally the same as yours."

"That's it..."

Ethan had a strange look on his face, as if he understood what was going on.

The unfortunate thing in front of him did succeed in occupying his body for a time, and the soul of the original owner of this body was squeezed out of his body and dissipated.

Then the time traveler himself appeared. The external force in his mouth should have been generated when his soul traveled into this body, and it squeezed him out again.

In other words, he took over my body, and then I took over my own body back.

This guy is really too miserable.

"Then how did you survive until now? Shouldn't a soul that leaves the body dissipate quickly?"

"Aren't you very clear about the reason, Ethan? Haven't you been using the same power so far?" A streak of red energy appeared on the fingertips of the black-robed man. "Although I don't know where you learned the Lost Spell, such a powerful force is worthy of this excellent body."

"'Lost Magic'..." Ethan muttered the term in a low voice. This power similar to his own Ancient Magic turned out to be called this.

However, although these two powers look similar, they are still fundamentally different. Although my power is destructive, it is extremely gentle and will hardly have any negative impact on my mind.

On the other hand, although I don't know how powerful the lost curse on the guy opposite is, I can feel it. The suffocating sense of ominousness emanating from it will indeed make the user nervous. I can tell at a glance that it must be some evil way.

"So you want to use the Holy Grail to make a wish for a body that matches your soul?"

"You can understand it that way." The man in black robe replied calmly.

"I'm really sorry, but we also have something to ask for from the Holy Grail."

Since he had confirmed that the enemy on the other side had the same abilities as himself, Ethan gave up the idea of ​​using the wand to control the power of the spell. He put his wand back into his sleeve, assumed another defensive posture, and said sternly:

"So no matter what the reason is, whether it's a new grudge or an old one, your ambition ends here."

It is really sad to say that the magic wand was originally a tool to better guide the transfer of magic power and concentrate attention to cast spells. Its function of limiting the upper limit of output can even be said to be just incidental, because the power of spells cast by ordinary people cannot reach that level.

But with Ethan's current strength, he can cast all kinds of spells perfectly without an intermediary. The wand in his hands has merely become a limiter to restrict output.

Of course, there are also reasons why I want to look cool and why I have developed the habit of using a magic wand.

So when he put away his wand, it meant that he was really serious and was going to go all out and kill the enemy with all his might.

Uh, well, actually I was mainly worried that the battle intensity would be too high and I might accidentally break the wand.

So Ethan started by throwing an Eight-Point Light Wheel over. This move not only consumes little energy and has no pre-swing, but also allows you to change direction at any time according to your own wishes. Moreover, its cutting properties make its armor-piercing power very high. When you really have no other choice, you can just let it explode like a small bomb. It is indeed an excellent way to test the enemy's strength in actual combat.

The man in black robe opened his hand slightly, and a multi-faceted shuttle-shaped energy shield enveloped him. The light wheel shattered the moment it touched the shield.

"Xiao Mo, protect her and beware of the hidden servants. I may not be able to take care of you next." Ethan stretched out his hand to stop the two girls who came forward to help, and exchanged glances with Xiao Mo. After receiving the affirmative nod from the other party, he turned around and raised his hand to summon another light spear, holding it with both hands and stabbing forward.

Dang~

The light spear collided with the shield, making a crisp sound like the collision of metal, but at the same time, it could no longer move forward even a little bit.

So Ethan retracted the light spear that was thrust forward, changed his posture, raised it high, and chopped it directly at the shield in front of him like a machete.

After all, it is an energy body, so there is no difference between the blade and the back of the blade, or in other words, any part can be regarded as a sharp blade.

CRACK——

The spear of light collided with the shield again. Although it was made of pure energy, it shattered as easily as the end of Rupert's Tear.

Ethan looked at the half of the light spear left in his hand with a look of shock.

He had never seen such a scene before.

"You are indeed very strong, Ethan. If I give you time to grow up, then one day I may really be helpless against you. But fortunately, you are still within the range of my ability to deal with you." The man in black robe said slowly.

"What you lack is time. How long have you been exposed to this power? Only half a year at most? But I have been studying this power for more than ten years!"

"This is the result of my research." The black-robed man raised his hands, and a moment of pride flashed across his calm face. "This shield can absorb all magical attacks, even the Lost Spell. You have nothing to do with it."

His shield can absorb all magic energy and turn it into energy to sustain itself. The more magic attacks it uses, the stronger it becomes. The reason why the light wheel and light spear just shattered is because the magic energy contained in them was completely absorbed by the shield, so it was not enough to support its own structure.

"A shield that can 'absorb' all magic?" Ethan frowned. He originally thought that this shield could only block magic attacks. He thought that no matter what kind of shield it is, it should have an upper limit. He was prepared to directly fire a Star-Shattering Cannon at it to make it shatter if it exceeds its limit.

I didn't expect that its effect was not blocking but absorption. In this case, all my energy attacks would be completely ineffective.

"Eula!"

Ethan swung his arm and punched the shield, trying to use physical attacks to see if he could break through it. Unexpectedly, a dark red flame suddenly ignited on the ground, turning into a wall of fire that separated his fist from the shield.

Just before Ethan's fist touched the flame, he stopped his fist and avoided the fate of turning it into a flaming fist.

It seems that the opponent is indeed well prepared and has made complete countermeasures against various attacks.

Bear--

The range of the fire wall suddenly expanded to about one meter wide, and Ethan quickly retreated a distance from the shield.

The man in black robe stood in the center of the shield and smiled triumphantly. His shield, together with the wall of fire, completely blocked all kinds of attacks that might come from all angles.

He was not in a hurry to decide the outcome with Ethan. All he was doing was stalling for time. It would take some time for him to get ready. By that time...

Ethan hesitated for a moment facing the wall of fire, then he opened his hand slightly and a piece of gravel on the ground flew into his hand, and then he threw it towards the shield.

Without any hindrance, the rubble flew over the wall of fire and passed through the barrier smoothly. However, most of its kinetic energy had been dissipated, and it was not enough to pose any threat to the man in black robes.

As expected, this shield cannot block physical attacks, and the temperature of the fire wall is not enough to melt stone, a silicate material with a high melting point.

Then the solution was simple. I still had a few bottles of Edrus potion in my pocket. If I drank it, it would form a rock-like shell on the body. It was originally a defensive measure to protect the drinker, and now it was just right to use it to pass through the fire wall.

But he had another, simpler solution.

Having thought of a way to deal with the situation, Ethan calmly walked towards the man in black robe again, even his steps became slow and he didn't recognize anyone.

"Oh? You're coming closer again? You obviously haven't found any way to break my absolute defense, but you still didn't choose to run away but approached me actively?" The man in black robe shook his head disdainfully, as if he was laughing at Ethan's useless behavior.

"How can I defeat you if I don't approach you and just run away?" Ethan answered very skillfully.

"In that case, why not get closer? I want to see how you are going to defeat me in this deadlock." The man in black robe looked confident.

His defenses were invincible, and there was no reason for him to lose to the guy in front of him.

About one meter away from the wall of fire, Ethan stopped.

"What? Have you finally realized that you're doing useless work?" The man in black robe mocked Ethan again.

Ethan glanced at him silently, and his hands, which had been tucked behind his back, fell back to his sides, each holding a big, black, hard treasure.

He raised his hand, pointed the dark barrel of the gun at the black-robed man in the center of the shield, and gently pulled the trigger with the index fingers of both hands:

"Damn it, times have changed."

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Xiao Mo's pictures~

There will be a one-day break tomorrow due to well-known reasons. Tomorrow's update will be postponed to the day after tomorrow morning. I hope all readers can understand.

After all, we should have due respect, never forget the national humiliation, and strive to become stronger.

But you can rest assured that my reputation is still guaranteed. After all, except for the first few days of writing the book when I had no inspiration and took a day off, I have been fully present since signing the contract, and I haven't even used the monthly leave slip.

Speaking of this update, didn’t you say at the end of last month that you were going to open a new bounty? So I saved up a lot of drafts, and originally thought that I would open it at the beginning of the month. But on September 9st, a kid walking in the opposite direction hit my left wrist. I thought it was nothing, but after two days, it became more and more painful and swollen, so I went to the hospital. The doctor said that I had sprained my tendon and couldn’t move around, so I couldn’t use my left hand to write.

Fortunately, I still had enough manuscripts saved, and I only sprained one hand, so although my typing speed was slower with my right hand, I still managed to keep up with the full attendance. However, the reward was delayed.

Then, the past few days have been almost good, so I thought about offering a new reward, and asked the big guys in the author group how to set the reward amount.