Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Did I say something wrong?" Harry looked at several prefects, then at the half-open portrait frame, looking confused.

"No, no, no, Harry, you did a good job." Claire reached across the sofa and patted Harry's shoulder with a "well done" smile on her face. "Now that you mention it, maybe they can break that layer of relationship and take it a step further sooner. This is a great thing."

"Eh? Does what I just said carry so much weight?" Harry scratched his head flattered.

"Of course," Chris stood up and handed the bag in his hand to Harry, "These are Ethan's things, just put them on his bed."

At the same time, in the school hospital.

"Put him on this bed." Madam Pomfrey pointed to an empty bed and said helplessly.

"Okay, thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Tony smiled apologetically, gently placed the unconscious Ethan on the bed and covered him with a blanket.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?" Sarah asked.

"Such a powerful Stunning Spell will probably have to wait until tomorrow morning." Madam Pomfrey shook her head and said, "Are you sure you can really fool the Legal Committee? In his current state, a single spell to break the spell will reveal everything."

"I find it difficult." Ethan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Hey, you're awake?" Tony put his hands on the railing at the end of the bed and looked at Ethan who was slowly waking up with a sly smile on his face. "The operation was successful. You are now a healthy girl."

"What?" Ethan quickly lifted the quilt and took a look. After confirming that little Ethan was still alive, he let out a long sigh and said with lingering fear, "Don't scare me. I thought you did something weird to me while I was unconscious."

Come, drink this bottle of medicine that can turn you into a white-haired beautiful girl.jpg

"How do you feel now?" Madam Pomfrey asked with concern, "Do you feel anything unusual?"

"I feel very good now," Ethan sat up, moved back and leaned against the head of the bed, sighed and smiled bitterly, "It seems that the coma spell was cast in vain."

It’s all because of my animal-like physique that recovers super quickly. I can’t even pretend to be sick!

"So that means we have no choice but to pretend?" Sarah pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a little headache.

How else can this person pretend to be sick? He is as strong as a giant monster. There is no way he can fool the legal committee!

"Ethan!"

The door of the ward was roughly pushed open. The heavy sound of the door opening caused Madam Pomfrey to be slightly dissatisfied: "Who is it? Can't you make less noise when entering the ward?"

Alanna, crying bitterly, staggered in and froze when she saw Ethan sitting on the hospital bed, looking full of energy and as if nothing had happened.

"Ethan...you're not?" The girl walked slowly to the bed with tears on her face, looked at Ethan in front of her who was intact in disbelief, and asked with blinking eyes.

"What's wrong with me?" Ethan asked with a question mark on his face, "And why are you here? Who told you I was here?"

"Yes...someone told me that you were unconscious and sent to the school hospital." Alana lowered her head, blushing and hesitating, "You mentioned Avada and so on, I thought something happened to you again..."

"I'm fine, aren't I?" Ethan smiled, pulled Alana to sit on the bed, wiped the tears from her face, and gently soothed her emotions, "Can't you just ask clearly? Look at you crying, you look ugly."

"I'm just worried about you..." The girl was embarrassed. She gently held Ethan's hand and smiled at him, "I'm glad you're okay."

Several light bulbs, old and young, turned around silently, unable to bear to eat the dog food that was delivered to their mouths.

Thanks kid, you're fed.

"Okay, okay, stop showing off your affection here." Tony sighed and said, "There is a serious problem now."

"What about the Legal Committee?"

"It's difficult." Ethan curled his lips. "In my current state, let alone just resisting the Killing Curse, no one would believe me even if I said I had a cold."

"Oh..." The people standing in front of the bed began to feel troubled and fell into deep thought.

"How about you find someone to cast Avada Kedavra on me again? Make me half dead again?" Ethan held his chin and began to help others to plot against him.

Anyway, I have ancient magic to back me up, so it’s no problem for me to withstand a mere killing curse.

If it would only take one more weakening of himself to nail the lid of Neil's coffin shut, he would be more than happy to do so.

"No!" Alanna looked at Ethan with resentment, her face puffed up, "Don't mess around like this again!"

Ethan resisted the urge to reach out and poke Alanna's puffy cheeks. He looked at the people in front of him and spread his hands: "She said no, so forget it."

Chapter 81 Babar, are you deliberately trying to make fun of me?

“Hello, dear leaders, teachers, and students.

"I am a fourth-year student at Gryffindor College. Today, I write this letter of apology with guilt and regret to confess to you my outrageous behavior.

"Yesterday, in Hogsmeade, a horrific and vicious fight took place. The cause of the incident was this..."

Sunday dinner time, Hogwarts Great Hall.

Ethan stood in front of the owl podium, holding a stack of parchment in his hand, reading his self-criticism to the students sitting at the four long tables below.

Behind him, professors and staff sat in a row behind a long table, staring at Ethan's back, with their hands crossed on their noses, listening to his review carefully.

Earlier in the day.

In the school hospital, Ethan was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, holding a bag of spiced melon seeds in his hand. He hummed a little tune while eating the seeds. The shells of the seeds filled the trash can beside the bed.

The life of a patient is so comfortable.

"Hey, Ethan. We came to see you."

Harry and several other Gryffindor first-years walked into the school hospital with a few bags of candy and looked curiously at Ethan who was sitting on the hospital bed.

"Ah, you're here." Ethan said vaguely with a melon seed in his mouth, "Welcome, welcome. Just put the food on the table next to you."

Harry and Ron, who took the lead, put the chocolates in their arms on the table next to the bed. Several people gathered around the bed and looked at Ethan in silence.

"You guys are acting like you're here to say goodbye to me before you die." Ethan couldn't help laughing when he saw the serious faces of the children.

"We thought so too." Hermione sighed. "We heard that you were hit by a killing curse. We all thought you were dying and would not see the sun tomorrow."

"I'm fine, right?" Ethan shrugged. "Just put your minds at ease."

"Are you sure this isn't a last gasp?" Ron said again.

"Go away, you're just having a moment of life!" Ethan picked up a chocolate ball and threw it at Ron, "I'm still alive and well, don't curse me."

Ron opened his mouth to catch the chocolate ball thrown by Ethan, chewed it with relish, and said vaguely, "That's good, now we can rest assured."

"Well, now that we see you're okay, we'll leave." Hermione said in a mature manner, "Madam Pomfrey only allows us to visit for five minutes. Have a good rest, Ethan."

"Okay, take care." Ethan took out another melon seed and started to eat it. He watched Harry and the others disappear behind the screen, then he crossed his legs and hummed a leisurely tune.

"You are a nene nene~nene nene~

Nene, nene, nene~ Nene, nene, nene~

Sunshine Rainbow Little White Horse~Ding Da Ding Ding Da~"

"Yo, Ethan. We're here to see you!"

The door of the school hospital opened again, and Chris and Claire walked in one after another. Chris was holding a package in his hand.

"Brother, keep your voice down. Madam Pomfrey doesn't like noise. Be careful or you'll be kicked out." Claire complained with a downcast face.

"Sorry, sorry, I will pay attention." Chris smiled at his sister, then turned to Ethan who was enjoying his life and started to point fingers, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, Ethan. Your life is too decadent, eating snacks and humming songs. Even the principal is here but he is not as comfortable as you."

"Hey, isn't this Professor Dumbledore? Why are you here?" Ethan suddenly stood up and greeted the person behind Chris.

"Professor, I was wrong. That's not what I meant. Please listen to my explanation..." Chris quickly squatted with his head in his hands and began to argue skillfully. After chanting at high speed for a while, he didn't receive the expected scolding, so he stood up tremblingly and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

There was nothing behind him.

Chris, who was tricked, threw the package in his hand at Ethan in frustration: "You are making fun of me, aren't you?"

Ethan, who was laughing madly, reached out and took the package steadily, and put it on the table next to the chocolates given by Harry and the others. He said seriously with a stern face: "Look at what you said. If you haven't done anything wrong, would you be so scared?"

"You can't say that." Chris looked at the door with lingering fear and said, "This is a fear engraved in the soul of every student. If it were you, you would be afraid too."

"Sorry, I'm not afraid at all." Ethan spread his hands, looking fearless, "My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror. Even when the professor stood in front of me, I didn't change my expression or my heart beat."

"Is it a big deal to be given special attention by the professor?" Chris's face was twisted as if he had eaten a lemon. "If I were also ordered to pretend to be sick, I would definitely be more unscrupulous than you."

"Sorry, it's great to be given special attention by the professor." Ethan could see that Chris was a little upset because he had just been rejected by Claire. He didn't argue with him, leaned back on the bed, continued to eat melon seeds and enjoy the comfortable life of a patient, "What? Are you not convinced?"

"You have to obey even if you don't want to," Chris sighed and sat down on the stool next to the bed. "A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death."

"Okay, brother, don't be so upset." Claire walked around and sat down on the other side of the bed, and said to Ethan, "How do you feel now? We were scared when we heard that you were hit by the Avada Kedavra curse."

"It's okay, it's nothing serious." Ethan leaned back on the bed and said lazily, "It's just that I can't be discharged from the hospital yet. I have to stay here for a while."

"Well, Professor McGonagall and several of our prefects have all known about this." Claire blinked, looking cunning, "Great, Ethan, you did a neat and tidy job, once and for all."

"But it also involves a lot of trouble. Look how much I've been tormented by my child. I'm almost going crazy." Ethan rubbed his temple, looking pained. "It would have been much easier if I had just punched him and knocked him out."

"But if you really knocked Rosier out with one punch, he wouldn't have dropped out." Chris remembered something and smiled with a gloating smile, "No matter what the results of the Legal Committee's inspection are, he can't stay in Hogwarts."

"What?" Ethan sat up in shock from his dying illness, "Is there such a good thing?"

Then my time as a patient was worth it.

Come on, Madam Pomfrey, give me two more hours, I want to celebrate!

"What about Abby Anderson?" Ethan asked again. "Did she drop out of school?"

"Miss Anderson has been given a permanent bed at St. Mungo's." Claire's smile was restrained, but the corners of her mouth kept rising wildly. "It is said that she was provoked by Rosier and has been in a trance. Her family is now quarreling with Rosier's family."

"Alright, let's fight." Ethan clapped his hands, looking like a tax evader who was ready to watch the fun.

Anyway, it's a dog-eat-dog fight, and it's best if both sides suffer losses.

"By the way, where's Patty? Didn't she come with you?" Ethan looked behind them and found that Patty was nowhere to be seen, so he asked.

"Patty went out early this morning," Claire said with a smile, "and went to Hogsmeade with someone."

"'Also'?" Ethan looked puzzled. "Who else?"

Chris/Claire: Hehe.

You are really an expert at playing dumb.

"Hey, Ethan. Feeling okay?"

The door of the ward opened again, and Professor Figo walked in, followed by Sarah and Tony.

"Professor." Chris Claire stood up and saluted Professor Figo.

"Tony? Why are you here too?" Claire leaned over to look at Tony, puzzled. "Aren't you in Hogsmeade with Patty?"

"Ah, I suddenly received a notice to come to Hogwarts to find Ethan." Tony scratched his chin and smiled brightly, "So I put Patty in the Three Broomsticks first."

Upon hearing this, the people in the ward took a tactical step back and looked at Tony with extremely sympathetic eyes.

How could the young man be so depressed at such a young age?

There is no hope, just wait for death.

"Sorry, Chris, Claire. You may have to leave early." Ethan looked at Professor Figo who was hesitant to speak, and apologized to Chris and his sister, "I have something private to discuss here."

"Okay." Chris and his sister nodded, turned around and left the school hospital.

Tony saw that the door of the school hospital was shut tightly, so he pulled a chair and sat down familiarly, crossed his legs and looked at Ethan, and asked, "One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"It doesn't matter," Ethan put his hands behind his head and started to eat melon seeds on the bed. He said in a very unpresentable way, "Nothing can surprise me now."

"Okay." Tony shrugged. "The good news is that you don't have to lie in bed pretending to be sick anymore. The bad news is..."

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Chapter 82 Damn it, are you playing dirty on me?

"What, Rozier and the others ran away?"

Ethan's mouth opened wide in surprise, with two pieces of melon seed shells stuck to the corners of his mouth.

"Didn't you just say you wouldn't be surprised by anything?" Tony was a little amused. "That's it?"

"That's not important." Ethan used his hand to remove the melon seed shells stuck on the corner of his mouth, sat up and looked at Tony, "What's going on?"

"It's like this." Sarah at the side took over the conversation, "Old Rosier didn't come to work at the Ministry of Magic this morning, which is very unusual."

"Because he is usually not late or absent from work. He even arrives at the Ministry an hour early in the morning. Plus, he is making a big deal about his son's affairs. It is impossible for him not to come to the Ministry for no reason."

"So we all thought something might have happened to him, and organized a team of Aurors to go to their house to check out the situation."

"But I didn't expect that the Rosier family's house was already deserted. All the valuables were taken away, and the servants and house elves they hired were also gone."

"It was the same at St. Mungo's Hospital. When the nurse was making her rounds this morning, she discovered that Neil Rosier's bed was empty."

"Okay, on the surface it's to delay the time for checking me, but actually it's to delay the time for my own escape. What a good move." Ethan clicked his tongue and praised old Rozier's move.