Witcher at Hogwarts

Ethan immediately felt the surrounding become pitch black. He was strongly squeezed from all directions, and he couldn't breathe at all, and his chest seemed to be tightly restrained by several iron hoops. His eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, and his eardrums were pressed deep into his skull.

Ethan sucked in the dry Hogwarts air and opened his tearful eyes.

He felt as though he had just been squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube. It took a few seconds for him to recover.

Only then did Ethan realize that he had come to Hogwarts. Logically, Hogwarts was unable to apparate, but apparently Dumbledore, as the headmaster, had a lot of privileges.

The long-distance teleportation made Ethan very uncomfortable. He shook his head and tried to regain his senses.

Are you OK? Dumbledore asked, looking down at him with concern. "This feeling takes time to get used to." "

"I'm fine." Ethan gasped, "I'll go by myself next time."

Because the witcher's senses are very sensitive, the discomfort caused by teleportation spells is particularly obvious on the witcher, so many witchers do not like legendary magic very much, of course, this is the same as the rock troll cesspool. has nothing to do with it.

"Ethan, I think you're tired after so many things. It's late at night. Go and have a good rest." Dumbledore politely bid farewell to Ethan and went back to the headmaster's office.

After Dumbledore said this, Ethan was sure to feel a little hungry, so he decided to go to the dining hall at Hogwarts to find something to eat.

Ethan descended the long, six-story staircase, and followed the marble staircase into the foyer below, into a wide stone corridor, brightly lit by torches, and adorned with delightful pictures, mostly of food. s things.

Ethan found a picture of a silver bowl full of fruits. Ethan reached out and scratched the big green pear lightly.

Pear squirmed, giggling, and suddenly turned into a big green doorknob, and Ethan stopped it, pulled the door open, and entered the Hogwarts kitchen.

Ethan saw a great room with a high ceiling, the size of the auditorium above, with many gleaming copper pots and basins stacked around the stone walls, and a large brick fireplace at the other end of the room.

"Oh my God, Mr. Ethan, welcome to the kitchen!" A shrill voice caught Ethan's attention, it was Pippi, the house elf.

Pippi was wearing a tea towel with the Hogwarts badge on it, and Pippi wrapped the tea towel as a robe.

"Are you hungry, Mr. Ethan?" Pippi asked loudly in a thin voice.

"Well, yes, I happen to be a little hungry." Ethan replied while rubbing his stomach.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Ethan, come here quickly." Pippi wiped his hands on his clothes nervously, and then hurriedly dragged Ethan across the four long wooden tables and into the kitchen inside .

The moment he entered the kitchen, Ethan was surrounded by enthusiastic house-elves. There were at least a hundred elves standing in the kitchen. When they saw Ethan's arrival, they hurriedly gathered together, laughing one by one. Bow and curtsy.

Hearing what Ethan wanted to eat, the house-elves started to work in a hurry. For a while, the kitchen pots and pans rattled and it was very lively.

Before long there were several house-elves with huge silver trays on their heads, full of roast lamb ribs, roast beef, and the main course was a large serving of mashed potatoes, a bowl of peas tossed with butter, and a large bottle of Serve with table wine.

Ethan was a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the house-elf. It was the first time he had received such a warm reception from a stranger.

In Ethan's original world, even if he paid for himself, the restaurant owner would only choose a table near the corner for him, throw a plate of cold food at him in disgust, and tell him to eat quickly. go.

Ethan was rude, thanked the house-elves who were working hard, scratching their ears and cheeks happily, and then Ethan sat down at the kitchen table and ate.

The house-elves gathered in the corner and eagerly looked at Ethan, who was eating sweetly, as if Ethan's eating was the best encouragement for them.

The amount of food prepared by the house-elf is very large, and Ethan has no habit of wasting food, so he can only eat everything with all his strength, making his belly round.

Ethan hiccupped in satisfaction and thanked the house-elves again, who hurriedly bowed to Ethan and curtseyed in response.

Ethan, who was full and drunk, was ready to leave. Many elves beside Ethan gathered around and handed him a lot of snacks. In the end, Ethan filled a bag full of cream cakes and pies before leaving the kitchen. .

Satisfied, Ethan returned to his office. The time he stayed at Hogwarts really made him a lot of money. This time, Ethan did not choose to meditate or continue to study magic.

Instead, he lay down on the soft bed in the professor's office~www.novelmt.com~ emptied his mind and rested quietly for a night, enjoying this rare comfort and tranquility.

The next day, the explosive news of Diagon Alley last night spread throughout the British wizarding world with various newspapers.

Early in the morning, Harry and Ron were awakened by Hermione again.

"Hermione, can't you let us sleep comfortably and wake up naturally?" Ron complained, rubbing his eyes.

With some ignorance still awake, Harry and Ron stared blankly at the Daily Prophet that Hermione was waving vigorously.

"Stop sleeping! Wake up! You have to look at this!" Hermione excitedly shoved the newspaper into Harry's hand.

Harry took out his glasses and put them on his face, and spread out the newspaper with Ron.

The newspaper cover reads "The Butcher of Knockturn Alley" in bold font.

Below the big characters are two side-by-side pictures. The one on the left shows Ethan holding a long sword in front of the smoke billowing ruins, confronting Moody with a wand, looking extremely dangerous and ferocious.

The second picture shows Ethan standing with Dumbledore. Ethan seems to be listening to what Dumbledore has to say. In the photo, Dumbledore looks particularly sinister and seems to be telling Ethan to do something. something evil.

These two pictures made Harry and Ron wake up, "What is this? What's going on? What happened?" Harry and Ron looked at the front page of the Daily Prophet in surprise.

They didn't understand how they just slept and missed so many important events.

"Look behind you! Something big must have happened last night!" Hermione grabbed the newspaper in Harry's hand, helped them turn a page, and then put the newspaper back into Harry's hand.