Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Calm down, calm down, Severus."

Professor Garrick held down Snape, who was on the verge of going berserk, and said kindly:

"They are just two young people talking about love. They don't mean to offend you. As adults, we shouldn't bother with them."

Professor Snape glanced at Professor Garrick without any emotion, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and put his wand back.

Never mind, just give her some face. I'll find some faults and deduct a few points from Gryffindor when I come back, and then this matter will be over.

"...But I have come to my senses. I really need to be decisive in matters of love. Hesitation will lead to failure. It is not good to keep dragging on like this."

Ethan's voice came at an inopportune moment:

"Look at Sister Mirabell. Isn't she a negative example? I don't know what she's thinking. She spends all day dealing with those girls and never finds a partner. She's dragged herself into an old leftover woman."

A certain older single woman silently released the hand that was pressing on Snape, and with a murderous look on her face, she took out a poisonous tentacle and several pots of Chinese biting cabbage.

"Calm down, calm down, Mirabelle. Ethan is just a child. Children's words are innocent. Don't take it too seriously."

Professor Figo and Professor McGonagall saw this and quickly pulled Professor Garrick to their side, saying, "Forget it, brother." They gave Professor Garrick a serious word of advice. At the same time, they looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

Doesn't this unfortunate kid have any way of controlling his words?

Ethan's voice came out from the door at an inopportune moment:

"...You are my girlfriend from now on. No matter what happens, I will protect you. If I can't even protect the girl I love, how can I live alone in this world? Am I going to become a widowed old man like Professor Figo and Professor McGonagall?"

The two lonely old men silently let go of Professor Garrick's hands, looked at each other again, and a hint of indifference and ruthlessness rose in their hearts.

This unfortunate child is beyond saving. Let’s take him out and find a good feng shui spot to bury him.

Professor Dumbledore, who was watching the show silently, looked at his colleagues who all had interesting expressions on their faces, stroked his beard, and smiled as if he was watching the fun.

So you young people are still too impulsive. Can't you learn from me how to manage your emotions? You have to be able to keep your emotions straight, even if the Alps collapse in front of you.

"…But you must not be too stubborn. I'm still worried that something might happen to you. Didn't Professor Dumbledore just say that…" The girl's worried voice came from inside the door.

"Okay, don't think about those nonsense, and don't listen to Professor Dumbledore's nonsense. Look how strong he is, but what is he protecting? Is it his sister or his lover? No matter what kind of power it is, it is meaningless if it is not used when it should be used."

The smile on Professor Dumbledore's face gradually disappeared as he failed to protect anything, and he silently took out the Elder Wand from his four-dimensional beard.

Don’t let anyone stop me, today I’m going to give this kid a fire shield protection taught by Gale himself!

Is there anyone who exposes someone's scars like you?

-

Alanna

Chapter 242 Look at this door frame, it's really a door frame (Update)

Outside the door, the professors hurriedly held back Dumbledore, who was already losing control of himself, to prevent him from doing anything irreversible in his momentary impulse.

Inside the door, Ethan sat by the bed, glanced at the tightly closed door of the ward, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ethan..." Alanna's hand dishonestly reached up along Ethan's mermaid line and touched his chest:

"What happened just now...should we continue?"

Ethan gave her a strange look: "Are you sure?"

"What's wrong?" Alanna tilted her head, not quite understanding what Ethan meant.

"Emmm, let's wait a little longer. I'll show you something fun first."

Ethan snapped his fingers lightly, and the tightly closed wooden door was suddenly pushed inward by an invisible force. The professors who were still eavesdropping lost the support of the door and fell in directly. They raised their heads on the floor and met the eyes of the two people on the bed, their faces as embarrassed as they could be.

"Ah ah!"

The girl screamed, covered her face with her hands, lowered her head and started playing ostrich.

Did the professors hear everything they said just now?

It was not just Ethan's confession, but also the teasing words I had just said to him...

It's over. I can no longer face these professors calmly in school.

Ethan looked at these disrespectful old Dong... sensible professors, sighed half-amusedly, stood up and pointed at them from a moral high ground, with a look of deep sorrow on his face;

"Professor, what are you doing? I never thought that you, professors with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually do such a thing as eavesdropping on students' private conversations! Do you know what teacher professional ethics is? What about being a role model? What about caring for students?"

Well, as long as I am righteous enough, maybe I can get away with deliberately making up stories about them.

Dumbledore stood up gracefully, put away the Elder Wand awkwardly, coughed pretentiously, and said:

"Don't worry, we didn't hear anything."

"Yes, yes, we are just passing by." Professor Garrick put the poisonous tentacles and Chinese biting cabbage into his handbag and gave Ethan a subtle look. "We didn't hear a word of what you said."

The other professors also stood up, brushed off the non-existent dust on their bodies, and followed Dumbledore out of the ward with a casual look as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, Severus. Look at this door frame, it's really a door frame." Dumbledore pretended to be surprised and started to make small talk.

"Well, you're right." Snape reluctantly took over Dumbledore's words in order to quickly get out of this embarrassing situation.

"Oh, Minerva. Look at this crystal bubble in the corridor. It creates a nice atmosphere. How about replacing the candles on the ceiling of the Great Hall with this one?"

Professor McGonagall said in a gloomy voice: "Albus, that's a hall, not a disco!"

Ethan stood at the door of the ward and watched the professors walk down the stairs. He closed the door and turned around and said:

"It's okay. They should really leave now."

"Ethan..." Alanna covered her face and said in a muffled voice:

"Do you think it's too late for us to transfer to Beauxbatons now?"

"Why, you don't want to stay in Hogwarts with me?"

"...I guess so." The girl raised her head and looked at Ethan with a red face, looking sad:

"I feel like taking classes from those professors will become a torment in the future."

"It doesn't matter. The professors will know it sooner or later anyway."

Ethan said with some amusement:

"And think about it, if they eavesdropped on our conversation, wouldn't that mean they have something on us? If we accidentally break school rules again in the future, they will definitely turn a blind eye. That's a good thing!"

"Who would be like you, breaking school rules every other day?"

The girl rolled her eyes at him, patted her chest and said proudly, "I am a good child."

"Do you want to see what you have done in the past two days, my dear child?" Ethan rolled his eyes at her. "If I hadn't covered for you, with Professor Snape's temper, do you think you would have let Slytherin lose fewer points than Gryffindor?"

"You've led me astray!" Alanna said righteously, with her hands on her hips.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Ethan raised his hands in surrender. "So what are you going to do? How about staying away from a bad student like me in the future, so that I won't lead you further down the wrong path?"

"No, that won't do. In order to make you a bad boy, I need to have more contact with you in the future." Alana said seriously, "I will definitely lead by example and bring you back to the right path."

It’s hard to say who will be taken away by whom at that time.

Ethan laughed to himself. After all, he had a vivid example of a good kid being successfully assimilated by two point-deducting kings.

"Okay, then I'll ask you to get me back on track." Ethan nodded and asked:

"Is there anything else you want me to do now? If you have nothing else, I'll go back to Red Tomb City first. We have to clean up the house we're staying in there. Is there anything you left there? I'll bring it back for you."

The repulsion barriers set up around the house must be removed, the contents of the house must be returned to their original state, and the items left there must be retrieved.

"Nothing." Alanna pondered for a moment and shook her head. "All my things are in the handbag you gave me. I didn't leave anything there."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Ethan said, and was about to open a portal to leave.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Alanna slapped the bed and shouted, "Don't leave yet, I have to go see my sister!"

Ethan hesitated: "Is it okay for you to get out of bed like this?"

"It will be fine." Alanna said as she crawled under the bed. After standing firmly on the ground, she looked at Ethan proudly.

Seeing that Alanna was still okay, Ethan didn't want to persuade her any further: "Okay, I'll help you over there."

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes first. I can't go to see my sister in a hospital gown, or she'll be worried."

Alana simply stood there, and gave Ethan orders very skillfully:

"Go get my clothes."

Ethan walked to the clothes rack by the window and picked up the casual suit of jacket and denim skirt hanging on it.

"Oh, it's not this, it's the school uniform!" Alanna stamped her feet and said angrily, "I have never worn this before, my sister will ask!"

"Oh."

Ethan hurriedly took the handbag out of his jacket pocket, took out Alanna's black robe and threw it at her:

"then!"

Alanna stretched out her hand without even looking and steadily caught the clothes that Ethan threw to her.

Perhaps because they had just confirmed their relationship, or perhaps because she had trusted Ethan for a long time, the girl had no defenses against Ethan at all, and naturally began to change clothes in front of him.

Although Alanna had no suspicion of Ethan, he still looked away politely and did not take the opportunity to glance at her twice.

I am a gentleman!

Take another look...

In front of the door of Sen Bakar's ward, Alanna broke free from Ethan's support, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the door of the ward.

Looking at Ariel who was quietly leaning against the bed and admiring the people coming and going outside the window, the girl couldn't help but feel a sore nose:

"elder sister!"

"Alanna!" Ariel turned her head and watched her sister staggering towards her with tears in her eyes. She slowly turned her still numb body to the other side and caught the girl who threw herself into her arms.

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Don't worry, sister, I'm fine now." Ariel raised her eyes and smiled at Ethan who was leaning against the door, and whispered in Alanna's ear:

"Thanks to Mr. Ethan at the door for his help. I'm only telling you this. Don't tell anyone else. He doesn't want others to know about this."

"Sister, you...you have met Ethan?"

Alanna belatedly turned around and looked at Ethan, who smiled, raised his hand to greet her, then turned and left the ward.

The sisters who finally reunited must have a lot of private conversation to share. As an outsider, it would be better for me not to disturb their reminiscing as a bystander.

Ethan returned to the empty ward next door, closed the door, opened a portal to the Red Tomb City, and put the final touches on the things there.

In the ward, Ariel wiped away the tears from Alanna's eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, I officially met him yesterday. Why, don't you want me to get to know him?"

"Of course... I did." Alana muttered softly with a red face.

Does this mean I have met the parents? I just don't know what my sister thinks of Ethan...

"Then...sister, you shouldn't hate Ethan, right?" Alanna tried to test Ariel's attitude.

Ariel was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then looking at her sister's shy look, she immediately understood everything.

Judging from Alana's expression, Ethan must have told Alana that he liked him, so Alana was testing his attitude in this way.

Of course, I don't hate him, but I don't know what Alanna's attitude towards Ethan will be, and what she thinks of such a sudden brother-in-law? Will she resist this man breaking into the home where only the two of them have been, and snatching away the sister who has always belonged to her?

"I... I can't really say whether I like him or not, but I don't think I hate him."

Ariel thought about it and gave a relatively conservative answer. After all, she also wanted to be reserved. She couldn't be too generous in front of her sister and avoid her feeling any resistance.

"What about you, Alanna? What do you think of Ethan?"

"I feel towards Ethan...of course I feel the same way as my sister. I'd rather say I like him quite a bit..." Alanna said shyly with a red face, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

She was originally afraid that her sister would not be very satisfied with Ethan as her brother-in-law, and even hated this man who had taken away her sister who had always depended on her. So she was more conservative in what she said just now. She couldn't be too generous in front of her sister and make her sister be defensive against Ethan again.

Now that she saw that her sister had no resistance to Ethan, she couldn't help but feel relieved. It was really great that her sister didn't hate Ethan.

Seeing that her sister had no resistance to Ethan, Ariel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately began to care about Alanna's living conditions during the time she was unconscious:

"Alanna, how have you been doing these days?"

"I..." Alana dodged her sister's inquiring gaze with a guilty conscience, only reporting the good news and not the bad news. "I'm doing well. My grades are among the best. The professors are very good to me, and Cassandra and I have always had a good relationship."