They didn't notice.
On the ground, Barty, the Dark Wizard who should have been knocked out, twisted his expression in resentment for a moment.
To the side.
Luna pouted, looked at that figure, and hummed softly:
"Isn't that completely different from Ethan?"
"That's the student who invented the Wolfsbane Potion! His name is Ethan Vincent!"
"Merlin, could it be that we're saved…?"
"Can this student really defeat that kind of monster?"
"Go, big brother who can draw!"
Shouts and discussions.
Gradually filled the entire camp.
All eyes were fixed on the young man who stepped forward.
It was as if life had been awakened in a silent land.
No matter what.
At this moment.
Ethan was their only hope.
—However.
Probably no one would have imagined.
That the "great hero" appearing before them was actually a dummy conjured by a puppet!
High in the sky.
The real Ethan closed his eyes.
He desperately squeezed out his last bit of magic to maintain the mental connection with the puppet.
That "flock of birds" from earlier was also released by him.
Fighting himself.
It created the grandest performance!
But, it was time for it to end.
Ethan thought, adjusting his pure white mask.
His magic was also insufficient to sustain it any longer.
And this opening show was already perfect enough.
Thinking of this.
Ethan looked down at the ground.
With the deep, low voice of an adult male, as if he had drunk an Ageing Potion, he slowly began to speak:
"It's truly astonishing; I never thought the Wizarding World had such an outstanding talent."
After speaking.
Ethan paused.
He even felt a little embarrassed himself.
Alas, sometimes telling the truth is just that awkward.
Immediately after.
Ethan suddenly spread his arms and exclaimed:
"Besides this, what else do I see?"
"I see decay, I see chaotic official positions and laws that are like child's play!!"
From behind the pure white mask, a voice as deep and elegant as red wine flowed out.
It wasn't particularly deafening.
But it made everyone fall silent and listen intently to his voice!
"Court judgments can be based on one-sided testimony, manipulated by money and power! The so-called most secure prison—
Azkaban, is nothing more than a breeding ground for evil!"
"It even allows a father to secretly swap places with his son."
As his voice fell.
In the camp, Mr. Crouch, who was furiously interrogating his House-elf because of Barty's disappearance,
Trembled all over.
His usually stern and cold eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the sky!
"A father swapping his son out of Azkaban—"
Isn't he talking about him?!
But, this was supposed to be a secret no one knew!
Who exactly was that person?!
As if responding to the question that appeared in countless people's minds.
The voice was heard again:
"My name is 'Mr. Lamp,' a guiding light for the path ahead, a sun that opens a new era."
Mr. Lamp!
Whether they had heard the name or not.
At this moment, everyone deeply imprinted these three words in their hearts.
[You have left a deep impression on the crowd, Soul Fusion increased by 1.8%!]
Behind the pure white mask.
Feeling another surge of magic being squeezed out from within him.
Ethan curved his lips.
Regardless of whether the people on the ground could see clearly.
He bowed, as if in earnest.
Like a curtain call, or perhaps an announcement of a new act beginning.
This action made Hermione frown.
Hmm?
Why does it feel… a little familiar?
"Mr. Lamp" Ethan: "Tonight, seeing that there are still people stepping forward, I shall stop here for now."
"However, please keep in mind:"
Ethan raised his head.
Facing the crowd with the pure white mask, which had only two dark holes.
"After this battle, the morning star has fallen… and darkness, will!"
After all.
The dazzling light only shines in the deepest night.
As his voice fell.
Ethan snapped his fingers.
The Rat King, who had been supporting him from behind.
Extended its withered arms, encircling him and obscuring his figure.
And further behind.
The "star color" suspended in the night sky.
Extended even larger arms.
Enveloping Ethan and "Rats in the Walls" within its grasp.
Like.
A closing flower bud.
This shocking and beautiful scene.
Again left everyone staring in awe.
Wizards from all over the world clearly realized:
They would never forget this scene in their lives.
The monster slowly disappeared, dissipating from sight.
Leaving only an indelible, shimmering glow in the night sky.
It was as if a paintbrush, soaked in various pigments, had made a stroke across the dark starry curtain.
Creating a spectacle.
[The painting of "star color" has become dormant; you can now admire it in the gallery.]
[Affected by this, for a period of time, your magic will convert into more vivid colors.]
The colors changed again?
Ethan raised an eyebrow slightly.
But now was not the time to focus on such things.
"Mr. Lamp's" performance was over.
It was "Hero Ethan's" turn to take the stage.
While everyone's attention was drawn to the shimmering colors in the starry sky.
Ethan quickly used a Portal to replace the puppet.
This was a risky move.
However, no one would notice.
Ethan looked down and met Luna Lovegood's clear blue eyes.
Luna: Blink, blink.
Even without speaking.
Ethan could clearly read her thoughts:
You're not letting me play again.
Hmph ~
"Ahem."
Ethan awkwardly averted his gaze.
Next time for sure, next time for sure.
"Everyone."
A Sonorus Charm flower was pinned to Ethan's collar.
This allowed his voice to reach hundreds of miles away without having to press his wand to his throat as if to commit suicide.
His liberated right hand.
Could then be used for various gestures.
Under everyone's watchful eyes.
Ethan slowly raised his arm.
Holding his wand, as if to gather everyone together.
An immense aura of authority emanated from him!
Ethan: "You've all seen what a powerful threat has emerged in the Wizarding World!!"
His face was radiant; his eyes sparkled.
And his words were so powerful!
Making everyone's hearts swell with emotion!
Ethan: "Our true enemy in the Wizarding World has never been Lord Voldemort! It is a more severe, more widespread existence!"
Of course, it's this decaying magical system.
"We cannot place all the burden solely on the Savior Harry Potter…"
"Here, as a member of the Wizarding World, a person of ambition! I am willing to step forward and share the Savior's burden!"
Every word was impactful!
Like a drumbeat, it instantly swept away the previous dead silence!
Igniting the light of hope in countless hearts!
"Alright! Take down Mr. Lamp!"
"Ethan is our new Savior!"
"The Wizarding World is saved!"
Cheers, like waves, grew stronger and stronger.
Even foreign Wizards who didn't understand English were infected by the atmosphere.
Calling out that unfamiliar name.
"That's amazing…"
Mr. Diggory murmured in a daze.
His cheeks felt hot, overwhelmed with shame.
Only then did he finally understand.
Why even his own son admired Ethan so much.
…It wasn't just "showing off his drawing skills."
There was also that brilliant and unwavering will!
"This child will surely go down in history… but I'm not bad either."
Mr. Diggory chuckled foolishly.
[You brought hope to the people, single-handed single-handedly orchestrating the entire situation with a dual identity beyond anyone's imagination!]
[Soul Fusion increased by 0.8%!]
[Total Fusion gained: 2.8%!]
[82.3% → 85.1%]
[Lamp brightness increased]
[Illuminating hidden places, finding you an extraordinary item]
[You obtained: Cursed Deathstone]
Ethan closed his eyes slightly, allowing himself to be immersed in the cheers and adoration.
Feeling magic surge from his parched body.
After a while.
He raised his hand and pressed it down.
Immediately, the shouts gradually ceased.
Pairs of eyes, expectant and fixed, looked at him.
Ethan reached out and pointed to Harry and the others.
He began:
"Of course, I alone am not enough."
"In this crisis, members of my Enlightenment Society also played a significant role!"
"They are Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood…!"
Ethan recited the names of the members present one by one.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ron, whose face was flushed crimson, yet he proudly straightened his back, and couldn't help but smile inwardly.
Then, he changed the subject:
"Therefore, in order to cultivate and train more talents for the future Wizarding World, to face hardships and storms."
"I hope the Ministry of Magic will approve and support my plans for the next competition."
As his voice fell.
Ludo Bagman, the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, who had been watching the excitement in the crowd.
His face instantly turned pale.
So, this is where he was waiting for him!!
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