Witcher at Hogwarts

Dumbledore took a closer look at Ethan again, and seemed to have etched Ethan's appearance firmly in his mind.

Finally, Dumbledore took off his hat, gave Ethan a hat-off salute, left Ethan, and returned to the celebrating crowd.

"Okay, Odim, it's time for us to talk!" Ethan shouted into the air.

On the wall of Hogwarts, a huge full-length mirror suddenly appeared.

The mirror did not reflect Ethan's portrait. Instead, it immediately became foggy and seemed to lead to another space.

Ethan walked into the mirror without much hesitation.

Behind the mirror is a world made of glass. It is a maze of mirrors, extremely complex.

Ethan looked around, seeing countless mirrors forming a complex maze.

Countless mirrors also reflected countless Ethans, which seemed to dazzle Ethan.

"You demon hunters are always like this, meddling in other people's business!" The cold voice of the Mirror Master suddenly sounded next to Ethan.

Ethan turned his head in an instant and slashed with his sword, but only shattered a mirror.

At the same time, a transparent glass blade stabbed Ethan mercilessly from a tricky angle, and Ethan twisted around with all his strength to avoid it.

Only then did the blade not pierce directly into Ethan's body, but instead cut across Ethan's waist and ribs.

Even so, a huge wound was torn on Ethan's body, dripping with blood.

"The weapons created by you wizards have such a ridiculous sense of justice!" Following the voice of the Mirror Master.

Ethan swung the sword again, but once again it missed the target.

There was a new wound on his body.

"And just like bedbugs, they can't be killed!" Mirror Master cursed again, and a blade of light passed across Ethan's face.

Cut a huge wound on Ethan's face.

Ethan tried hard to use his demon hunting senses to search everything around him, but these mirrors seemed to be able to emit everything, and the demon hunting senses would only return a bunch of messy things.

Leaving Ethan completely confused.

Mirror Master's attacks came one after another, and soon Ethan was injured like a bloody gourd.

Ethan clearly felt that his physical strength was gradually exhausted with the loss of blood.

Mirror Master plans to use the most cruel method to torture Ethan to death.

Ethan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Ethan even began to feel dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

"I'm going to scratch you alive!" Mirror Master's cruel voice sounded again. Ethan swung his sword tiredly and was cut by Mirror Master again.

Ethan's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

"That's not what I taught you! Ethan!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Ethan's ear, and Ethan turned around in surprise.

To Ethan's great surprise, he saw a person he was very familiar with, Vesemir.

Vesemir seems to be in a soul state, his body is transparent and exudes a faint blue light.

At this time, he was looking at himself with disgust.

"Don't use your ears and eyes to perceive! Use your heart! Use your heart! Only in this way can you catch the mouse!" Vesemir scolded again.

After listening to this familiar conversation, Ethan immediately remembered it.

This is when Ethan was undergoing witcher training, Vesemir locked him in a dark room with hundreds of gray rats in the room.

Ethan's mission is to catch the only white mouse among them.

"Perceive with your heart! Ethan! Use your heart!" Under the constant scolding of Vesemir's extremely familiar voice, Ethan closed his eyes.

Everything around him became silent, even Vesemir's voice disappeared, and Ethan seemed to have entered an ethereal state.

In an instant, Ethan felt it, like an insect flapping its wings, a subtle fluctuation that was extremely difficult to detect came from around Ethan.

Without any hesitation, Ethan thrust out a sword with all his strength. The sword was so fast that it even made a whistling sound.

Then they were stabbed one by one.

Mirror Master stood there blankly, with a sword inserted straight into his chest.

He was stabbed crosswise by the Lake Lady's Sword.

"How is this possible? I'm a god!" Mirror Master said dully.

The wound caused by the sword on Master Mirror's chest did not flow out a drop of blood, and immediately turned black like a void.

Immediately afterwards there was the clear sound of horse hooves, and Lady Death rode a war horse to the Mirror Master's side.

"You can't kill me, I am a god! There is no concept of death!" Mirror Master said in a hoarse voice.

"Ridiculous false god!" Lady Death said contemptuously.

"Your fate will be ten thousand times more terrible than death." Ms. Death waved her hand.

The black door opened behind Ethan.

Lady Death waved her hand for Ethan to come inside with her.

Ethan turned his head to look, and saw Vesemir's blue-white radiant soul nodded to him, then the color gradually faded, and finally disappeared in place.

Behind the door is a mist-filled scene, and in front of Ethan, there is a small lake.

"This is your fate! Your curse!" Lady Death said coldly.

Ethan drew out the Lake Lady's Sword at Lady Death's signal.

The Mirror Master floated to the center of the lake under the control of Lady Death.

A branch grew from the wound on his chest, and the branch grew rapidly.

It turned into a tall fruit tree, directly wrapping the mirror master's body inside, with only one head exposed outside.

"I turned you into a fruit tree, and I gave you the torments of hunger and thirst that can never be satisfied," said Lady Death.

"You can see the sweet and fragrant fruits when you raise your head, and you can see the sweet lake water when you lower your head, but you can't move an inch, eat the fruits, and drink the lake water. You will enjoy this endlessly. Thirst like fire, and the torment of never-ending hunger is like being in the void!"

"No! You can't do this! Please spare me!" Mirror Master begged.

But no one could hear his plea. Lady Death took Ethan and disappeared, leaving him only with endless hunger, thirst and loneliness.

The celebration party at Hogwarts has been going on for many days, never ending and never ending.

Food and drinks were put on the table one after another, only to be wiped out again and again.

Excited students and professors danced around to celebrate.

Box after box of magic fireworks and prank props were consumed.

Even the most rigid Filch chose to turn a blind eye when he saw a student cast a magical prank item in front of him that was usually strictly prohibited.

The ones who benefited the most from this were the Weasley brothers. This celebration made the two of them a lot of money, and they even had enough money to open a magic joke shop.

Almost everyone celebrated this great victory with endless enthusiasm.

Harry became the happiest person. He was so happy that he could fly. The worries about his identity and the fear of Voldemort that he had accumulated in the past had completely disappeared.

Harry couldn't remember how much butterbeer he drank. He just kept cheering, hugging, cheering, and cheering in a cycle.

Hogwarts gave the students several days off. In their excitement, the four deans even gave their respective houses a thousand points each.

Dumbledore looked at the celebrating students with a smile. In fact, his smile never stopped after Voldemort died.

It seemed that since Voldemort died, nothing in the world could make him sad.

Hermione, Harry, Ron and many students asked Dumbledore where Ethan went.

Dumbledore only told them that Ethan had a secret mission to complete.

Dumbledore looked at the students with a sincere and happy smile on his face.

Suddenly Dumbledore's expression changed and he looked towards the spire of Hogwarts where the owls were kept.

There was a person standing vaguely there.

Dumbledore calmly left the party and walked towards the tower.

After going up to the tower, Dumbledore finally saw the familiar figure, and Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ethan, are you back?" Dumbledore asked slightly excitedly.

At this time, Ethan was feeding the owl with owl food in his hands. When he heard Dumbledore calling him, Ethan sprinkled the owl food with gold in the owl cage.

A bunch of owls started fighting over it.

"Yes, Dumbledore, everything is really over." Ethan showed a happy smile.

He found that Dumbledore was improving very well, not looking injured at all, and the curse seemed to disappear.

"Dumbledore, have you recovered?" Ethan asked curiously.

"Yes." Dumbledore showed his restored wrist. "On one day, he suddenly fully recovered. At that time, I was thinking that your mission had probably been successful."

"That's great." Ethan said happily.

"Ethan, I plan to hire you as a tenured professor at Hogwarts." Dumbledore said seriously.

"Sorry, Dumbledore, I was just going to tell you that I plan to leave Hogwarts and start a school of my own, a school for witchers," Ethan said to Dumbledore equally seriously.

"That's such a pity. Ethan, you should think about it. After I pass away in the future, you can be the principal of Hogwarts!" Dumbledore said seriously.

Hearing this, Ethan rolled his eyes. Now that Dumbledore had healed his injury, he was in a good mood because he had eliminated Voldemort, and his appetite doubled.

It seems that there are still 180 years to live, but Ethan doesn't have the time to wait like this.

"No, Dumbledore, I plan to open the school in England and leave a strong competitor to Hogwarts." Ethan said jokingly.

"Haha, it seems that in the future there will be more than just Hogwarts, a wizarding school in the UK." Dumbledore said happily.

"I also want to ask you about how to be a good principal. Let's go have a few butterbeers." Ethan said, looking at the noisy crowd in the distance.

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