Hogwarts and the Holy Grail War

"Don't be ungrateful, you bastard! I gave you face, didn't I?" Irons felt that he had lost face in front of his good brothers because of Ethan's rejection. He immediately became furious, stuffed the money back into his wallet, and raised his hand to take the leather jacket off Ethan, "If I say you want it, give it to me now!"

With a bang, Irons suddenly felt a tightness in his chest for a moment, and then the world in front of him began to spin rapidly, until his face came into close contact with the cold floor tiles, and a burning pain came from his chest.

"What did you say to me just now?" Ethan, who had been indifferent and even a little listless, became extremely sharp. His left fist remained half-extended, and one could even see a few wisps of green smoke on the back of his fist.

You want to strip me of my clothes? Now I have to carry out the justice of the Iron Fist Judgment.

Irons struggled to get up, holding his chest and yelling at the dumbfounded shamattes standing beside him:

"What are you still standing there for? He's been bullied to death, why don't you grab a weapon and teach him a lesson!"

Several shamattes woke up as if from a dream, took out switchblades from their pockets, and approached Ethan with ferocious faces. A purple-haired guy even licked the knife in his hand with his tongue.

Ethan sighed, stood up and went to meet him.

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"Boss, I was wrong... Please be magnanimous and let us go..."

Next to the bench on the side of the road, the Will-O-Wisp boys who had just been so tough were lying on the ground with bruised faces and noses, and switchblades were scattered on the ground, all broken in two. Irons, who had just led the insults to Ethan, was lying on the ground with his buttocks raised, half of his front teeth missing, blood foaming from his mouth, and begging for mercy incoherently.

Ethan shook his bloody and saliva-stained fist with a look of disgust, then sat back on the bench to take a short rest.

I used too much force when I taught them a lesson just now, and the force of the blows on them was firmly fed back to my fists. It didn't hurt much, but I felt that my hands were dirty.

Chapter 166 Thank you for the gift of nature

Ethan stretched out a foot on the bench and pressed it on Irons' face, expressionless: "I'm talking to you, I didn't provoke you, why are you coming here to pick a fight for no reason, are you too idle and have nothing to do?"

"I @*#&$*%#..." Irons was squeezed into a deformed mouth and mumbled something that was completely inaudible to human ears.

Ethan sighed, lifted his feet off Irons' face, hooked his lower abdomen and turned him over, making him lie on his back on the ground.

"I just... thought your dress was pretty... and wanted to buy it... it's because you refused to sell it to me..." Irons muttered with lifeless eyes, "I've already paid for it... why don't you sell it... obviously I've already paid for it..."

"Business is based on mutual consent. What's the difference between unilateral forced buying and selling and robbery? Don't you even understand this most basic principle?" Ethan shook his head with amusement, stood up, and suddenly covered his stomach with a haggard look on his face.

After exercising, I feel even hungrier. I should solve the problem of hurrying on my way. I can't just steal a car from the roadside and drive past, right?

Wait, car?

Ethan raised his eyebrows, looked at the few English killers lying on the ground, then looked at their motorcycles parked on the side of the road, and his originally worried mood instantly dissipated.

Isn’t the means of transportation here?

So he stepped on the chest of Irons, who was trying to get away from him, and said, "Let me ask you, what is the top speed of your motorcycle? How far can the oil in it go?"

"What... do you want to do?" Irons, who was lying on the ground, asked with his pupils shrinking and trembling.

"I'm in a hurry, so I want to borrow your motorcycle. Is that okay?" Ethan tried to force out a friendly smile, and negotiated with a kind face, "After all, you guys delayed me for a lot of time, so it should be okay to make a little compensation, right?"

"No! You absolutely can't take this!" Irons was stunned for a moment, and his body, which was stepped on by Ethan, became even more excited. "I can give you any amount of money you want, but you must not take these motorcycles!"

Although these colorful motorcycles look fancy, they were all modified by him personally. Putting aside the price, he has long been attached to these motorcycles that he modified himself. If someone else took them away, it would be more painful for him than sleeping with his girlfriend.

Ethan looked constipated and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

If you don’t want to give it to me, then don’t give it to me. Why are you so excited?

It's like I'm a minotaur using something important to threaten other people's good wives and mothers.

"Please, don't take my car." Irons raised his head desperately and looked at Ethan, with a hint of tears in his voice, "I'm willing to do anything you want me to do."

"Okay, okay, I won't take your car." Ethan sighed helplessly and released his foot from stepping on Irons. "I won't force you if you don't want to."

Why is this damn Minotaur déjà vu getting stronger and stronger?

Young man, did you make this statement on purpose?

"Thank you, you're a good person." Tears welled up in Irons' eyes. He stretched out his right hand and pointed in a direction tremblingly. "Go east through two crossroads. There is a motorcycle store on the north side of the road. If you're in a hurry, you can go there to buy a new one."

"New? How dare you say that!" Upon hearing what Irons said, Ethan's face quickly twisted, looking like a lemon. "If I had the money to buy a motorcycle, I would have left long ago. Why would I sit here and worry for so long that I was pestered by you guys?"

That’s why I hate the way you rich people think the most. You are not sensitive to prices at all. You can just buy anything, no matter how expensive it is, without any pain in the wallet!

Qi Kexiu, is it a big deal to be rich? If I were as rich as you, I would definitely be more arrogant than you.

Damn it, I suddenly don't want to work hard anymore. If only there was a rich woman who could see how tired I am, walk into my heart and support me...

Well, just think about it, everything can happen in dreams.

"Use mine! You can use my money!" Irons shouted loudly, fearing that Ethan would change his mind and take his beloved car again because he had no money in his pocket. "Just don't take my car, you can take the money in my wallet!"

Ethan's mouth twitched twice when he heard that. He looked at the God of Wealth lying on the ground in disbelief, who was eager to give him money. His small eyes were filled with confusion.

Did I meet a big dog owner today?

"Are you sure what you said?" Ethan asked.

"Of course it's true." Irons nodded hurriedly, "You can also mention my name when you go to the store and say you are Brian's friend, and I will give you a discount!"

"This..." Ethan hesitated.

How can I have the nerve to beat you up and then take your money?

But since you said so, I won’t be polite.

"We just met. It's not right to take your money like this, right?" Ethan said "Auntie, you can't do that" but he honestly squatted down beside Irons and fumbled in his pockets.

Aarons watched Ethan take out a wallet full of banknotes from his pocket and count the money inside, and he couldn't help feeling a pang of pain.

Although he usually spends money lavishly, and he just told Ethan to take the money as he pleases, this doesn't mean that when he sees his money being taken away by others, he won't feel any emotion.

As the saying goes, good wine doesn't hurt when you drink it, but it hurts when you spill it. It's probably the same principle.

Ethan counted out thirty red bills from a stack of banknotes and put the rest of the money back to its original place in the wallet without moving a penny. He stuffed the wallet into Irons' pocket and said:

"Even though you said that, I won't take more money. It's enough to buy a car. Thank you, Master Brian, for your sponsorship, Ciao~"

Ethan took two steps toward the east, then stood there and thought for a moment before stepping back. He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, folded it twice, and stuffed it into another pocket of Irons:

"By the way, this is the design of the dress I'm wearing. If you think it looks good, you can find someone to make one for you."

Arons lay on the ground, staring at Ethan's departing back. His trembling hands touched the parchment in his pocket again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect you to be such a nice person.

Ethan walked east across two intersections and came to the motorcycle shop that Brian mentioned. He pushed the door and walked in.

"welcome."

Chapter 167 Original: Shotaro Ishinomori

England, west of Gloucester.

Outside the bustling city is an endless wilderness, desolate, cold, and uninhabited. An old road eroded by time is laid in this desolate wilderness, winding into the mountains in the distance.

hum-

The roaring sound of the engine pierced the silence of the wilderness. The silver-gray motorcycle carrying the rider rushed along the road into this uninhabited area. The rapidly spinning wheels continuously raised the dust on the road, which gradually dissipated in the air.

Yesterday, Ethan looked around in the store and finally bought a CHASER CAVALIERE V for £1300. After buying the motorcycle, he did not rush to Red Grave City, but stopped to replenish some supplies and rest for a night when passing through Oxford.

More haste, less speed. Instead of speeding up, it is more important to stop for a while to recharge your batteries. Moreover, my speed is much faster now, so there is no need to travel day and night.

The next day, before setting off, Ethan carefully asked the local residents about the best routes to Red Tomb City and filled up the gas tank of his motorcycle. He then left the city and sped along the highway to the northwest, heading straight towards Red Tomb City.

"My butt is numb from sitting so hard..." Ethan muttered softly, exhaling a puff of white mist.

He had been driving on this road for about four hours since he set out in the morning. Along the way, there was nothing but wasteland on both sides of the road and towering mountains in the distance. There was no trace of human habitation within sight, and there was not even a village or town where he could stop.

Although in such a remote place, it is not necessary to follow the winding route of the road. It is faster to take a shortcut by drawing a straight line in the wild, and it can save a lot of time.

But Ethan didn't intend to do that.

He was too unfamiliar with this road. If he followed the highway, at least he could know where he was by the road signs. If he took the wild road directly, without any reference, who knows where he would drive the car.

Even so, most of the journey has been completed. According to the markings on the map, after passing through the mountain pass between the two peaks ahead, there will be a large village, where I can rest before continuing on my journey.

If nothing goes wrong, we will reach Red Tomb City by this evening at the latest.

"What is that?" Ethan frowned and squinted his eyes to carefully examine the strange sight in front of him.

At the end of the line of sight, two small black dots emerged from below the horizon and quickly grew larger as the distance shortened.

Two police barricades were placed at the pass not far from him, blocking his way into the mountain. A police car with flashing lights and sirens stopped behind the barricades, and a chubby policeman got out of the car, walked through the barricades and waved a fluorescent stick at him.

Ethan gently squeezed the brakes, and the motorcycle gradually slowed down and stopped steadily in front of the barricades.

"Sorry, young man." The policeman in front of the roadblock walked up to Ethan's car and said in a businesslike manner, "The road ahead is closed. Please take a detour."

Ethan got out of the car, took out a box of unopened cigarettes from his inner pocket and handed it over, saying in a very familiar way: "Officer, why is the road ahead closed? Did something happen?"

"Oh, I just received a notification from my superiors that several wild boars have run down the mountain and have injured several passers-by."

The fat police officer calmly accepted the cigarette that Ethan handed over, and his attitude became a little more amiable: "The hunting team has just entered the mountain, and it will take some time to get rid of them. We can't let you go for a while, so take another route while it's still early."

"Oh, I guess I understand." Ethan understood and rubbed his temple with a headache.

Due to the shortage of food in winter, it is not uncommon for wild boars in the mountains to choose to go down the mountain to find food when they are extremely hungry.

It's just suffering for myself. I can reach the terminal soon, but now I have to take another route.

Moreover, there are steep slopes and cliffs on both sides of the mountain road, and it is impossible to bypass this pass by going up the slopes on both sides.

"Sir, I would like to ask a question." Ethan pulled out a map from the storage compartment under the dashboard, unfolded it and handed it to the police officer. "I am going to Red Tomb City, and I have already walked more than half of the way. It would take too much time to go back and take another route. Do you know if this way can get closer?"

"Go to Red Tomb City. You don't have to go back the same way." The fat police officer pointed out the route to Ethan on the map. "Go along the foot of the mountain and around here, then turn into this path. Just keep going and you will arrive."

"But if we go this way, we'll have to go around the mountain in a full circle. We could have arrived today, but now we'll be delayed again." Ethan said with a frown, "If we want to go around the mountain, we can take less detour in another direction."

"No, you must not go this way." The fat police officer waved his hands repeatedly. "It is said that there are unclean things on this road. A few days ago, several people entered the mountain from this direction and disappeared. When we found them a few days later, they were mentally abnormal. They stood there in a daze, muttering something like "beauty" and "treasure". It was very weird. The road I pointed out to you is a bit far, but it is safe."

"Treasure?" Ethan frowned and asked in confusion, "What is it?"

"I don't know, but for safety's sake, you'd better walk to the other side." The fat police officer patted Ethan on the shoulder and returned to the police car.

"emm..."

But Ethan was not an obedient person, he was just a rebel. He blinked and thought for a moment, then he got on his motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed in the direction where the fat police officer said the haunted place was.

The important thing is to hurry on your way. No matter what the situation is, just deal with it accordingly.

Even if there really are some monsters and demons causing trouble, he can just use the ancient magic tower to drive them away without worrying about being discovered.

Moreover, with this motorcycle under my crotch, I can safely use some ordinary magic on the road. As mentioned before, the trace thread can only detect the location where the magic fluctuation occurs, and cannot lock the caster. As long as I use the magic and the car immediately drives far away from the road, they will not see the figure when they arrive at the scene.

However, it cannot be used too frequently. It would be disastrous if the Ministry of Magic were to succumb to your route of action based on the sequence of locations where the magic fluctuations were generated.

After riding for only a few kilometers, the originally dry and cool air became humid and stuffy, and a few wisps of light mist filled the air, as if a layer of veil was covering my eyes.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and the originally clear scenery was gradually obscured. Ethan's vision became blurred and was finally completely blocked by the thick white fog.

Chapter 168 The fog is coming

"Why is it suddenly foggy?" Ethan frowned, slowed down and walked slowly in the fog.

As we all know, fog occurs when the water vapor in the air near the ground exceeds the saturated water vapor under certain temperature conditions. The excess water vapor condenses and combines with tiny dust particles in the air. When it gets cold, it turns into small water droplets or ice crystals, which are fog.

That is to say, there are two conditions for the formation of fog: humid air and lower temperature.

This is strange. Although it has been cold enough these days, the air nearby is not very humid and is even a bit dry due to the surrounding terrain. At the same time, there are no water sources such as rivers or lakes here. How can the air suddenly become humid enough to cause fog?

And if there really was fog, I should have noticed it when I was outside the fog range just now. After all, such thick white fog would be as conspicuous as white paint. But I didn't notice it at all, and even a few minutes ago, I couldn't see any fog in front of me. It was as if this was a thick fog that suddenly appeared in a small area.

Ethan thought so, slowed down the motorcycle to the minimum speed, and looked around vigilantly.

He had heard Snape mention in his Defense Against the Dark Arts tutorial that there were some dark wizards who were good at setting up a magical array that could confuse the senses at a fixed location. They were used to lure the unfortunate ones who strayed into the array into their trap, so as to obtain precious human body materials for various unknown black magic rituals.

However, the setting up of this kind of barrier is usually very troublesome, so most dark wizards are accustomed to going directly into the village to rob people or rob passing travelers.

This fog seems to be consistent with the characteristics of the illusion barrier that Snape mentioned, so we have to be careful.

"Here~"

"Come here quickly~"

“We are so lonely~”

"Come find us soon~"

"Uncle, come and play~"

Several charming and lazy female voices came into Ethan's ears from a certain direction, and their seductive and seductive tone could almost make the bones of those who heard it soften.