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HRHL# CHAPTER 259

“Thank you, Veratia,” Harry said gratefully to Veratia Grindelwald. “If it weren’t for you, my godfather might’ve died…”

“Oh, it’s nothing.” Veratia smiled softly, looking down at Harry. “So, this is how you show your gratitude? Not even a hug?”

“Is that okay?” Harry hesitated, glancing up at Veratia.

Veratia reached out and ruffled Harry’s messy hair. “You just hugged your godfather, whom you’ve never met before. Are you really going to ski...

HRA# CHAPTER 205

Even with every student pouring their imagination into their creations, the most eye-catching ship on the Black Lake was still that of one man—Gilderoy Lockhart.

He had placed a life-sized wooden statue of himself at the prow, which constantly waved to the crowd and occasionally let out Lockhart’s triumphant war cry. This was Lockhart’s warship in all its glory.

Not to mention the dazzling decorative charms, blooming flowers, and the overpowering scent of perfume wafting fro...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 40: The Giant Monster: I Came Quietly, Just as I Left Quietly

A pristine white brushstroke sliced through the air.
As if tearing a rift in the fabric of space, a cascade of vibrant colors poured forth.
They danced in the air like scattered starlight, a constellation of iridescent sparks.

Hermione stood frozen, her mouth slightly agape, utterly captivated by the spectacle.
Her understanding of magic was still rooted in the basics—waving a wand, casting beams of light, striking a target.
She had never imagined magic could be this breat...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 39: The True and Perfect Brush!

Penelope stood frozen, her mind reeling.
A first-year wizard taking on a troll?
Utter madness!

No matter how talented Ethan Vincent was, he’d only been at Hogwarts for a few months. First-year Charms hadn’t even progressed beyond the Levitation Charm! Trolls, with their thick, magic-resistant hides, were a nightmare even for seasoned wizards. Perhaps a skilled seventh-year might stand a chance alone, but a first-year? He’d be lucky not to collapse in terror at the sight of o...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 38: I Kept a Part of the Underworld, and Then I Realized It Was Halloween

A deathly silence descended upon the Great Hall.

All eyes were fixed on Ethan Vincent, as if a thousand trolls were thundering through their minds.

Surprise? No, this was pure shock!

By Merlin’s red long johns, what in the name of magic had just happened?

Fred and George Weasley leapt onto their chairs, craning their necks to gape at Professor Quirrell, who lay sprawled on his back, motionless on the floor. Their eyes gleamed with dawning comprehension, as if they we...

HRHL# CHAPTER 258

Sirius Black had sharp eyes, and the moment he spotted the Slytherin vixen standing behind Harry, his eyelid twitched.

That wicked Slytherin witch! Keep your hands off my godson!

But he didn’t voice the thought, as it felt a tad ungrateful. Everyone seemed convinced this woman had saved him, but Sirius would never believe a Slytherin could have such a kind heart.

She’s definitely holding a grudge against me! Sirius thought venomously to himself.

Veratia Grindelwald...

HRA# CHAPTER 204

For the first time in years, Hagrid’s hut was bursting with visitors, and he was basking in the unprecedented popularity among the students—all because they were desperate to snag the largest pumpkins from his patch.

The students were far more enthusiastic about crafting pumpkin warships than the professors had anticipated. They couldn’t wait to sail across the Black Lake and sink their rivals’ vessels.

Hagrid’s pumpkin supply nearly ran dry, forcing Professor McGonagall...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 37: Ethan, This Is Blatant Murder!!!

The banquet was in full swing, its vibrant energy filling the Great Hall.

Quirrell, who had been entangled in some bizarre game involving a troll, was still nowhere to be seen.

On the long tables, succulent turkeys had been stripped to gleaming bones, their golden carcasses a testament to the feast.

The young wizards slouched in their seats, faces glistening with grease, their bellies full and spirits high, basking in the afterglow of indulgence.

Headmaster Dumbledore,...

HRHL# CHAPTER 257

Sirius Black had never imagined that he, of all people, would be captured by a Slytherin woman and delivered straight to his lifelong nemesis, the greasy, hook-nosed bat—Severus Snape.

Snape, for his part, had never dreamed that a student would bring one of his greatest enemies—second only to James Potter—Sirius Black, right to his office door.

Merlin only knew how many sleepless nights Snape had spent grinding his teeth, fantasizing about exacting revenge on both of them! 2025-07-31 16:22:20 +0000 UTC View Post

HRA# CHAPTER 203

“I’ll help you forge a new pair of weapons, reasonably priced,” Harry said, clapping Draco on the shoulder before turning to Ronan. “Looks like your views on humans have changed a bit?”

The centaur named Ronan was, in truth, something of an anti-human advocate. He often kept company with the hot-tempered Bane, and since centaurs with such views were rare, Triton had once taken the time to explain this to Harry, worried that Ronan’s words or actions might provoke him.

F...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 36: Hogwarts Should Vet Its Students’ Sanity

Quirrell’s instincts screamed at him to turn and flee, but the relentless prodding in his mind forced him to stifle the gnawing unease and creep forward on tiptoe. The walls, once alive with the chatter of enchanted portraits, now stood eerily silent, their frames empty, as if someone had unleashed Avada Kedavra on the lot in a fit of madness. Only barren backgrounds remained, stark and lifeless under the shifting moonlight that cast Quirrell’s shadow in jagged patterns across th...

HRHL# CHAPTER 256

Her voice wasn’t exactly quiet—indeed, Harry thought Professor Trelawney must have heard Hermione’s words.

Yet, Professor Trelawney didn’t reprimand Hermione. Instead, she continued in her dreamy, misty manner, saying, “Gazing into the crystal ball is a particularly delicate art. You are peering into this unfathomable orb for the first time, and I don’t expect any of you to see anything yet. We must begin by practicing the relaxation of the conscious mind and external eyes, ...

HRA# CHAPTER 202

“Help?” Harry said with a half-smirk. “Help with what, exactly?”

“Of course, helping you chase girls, Harry!” Sirius declared with mock seriousness. “You’re wasting your potential right now. Look at all those pretty, passionate girls out there! I get it—you think you’re too mature for that, and maybe you don’t care for the younger ones’ tastes—but what about the older girls?”

“Those grown, mature, attractive upperclassmen—surely they’re fair game?...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 35: I Held an Art Exhibition, Guess Who Was Invited?

It was Halloween Eve at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Silver moonlight spilled across the windowsills, casting an ethereal glow.
Pumpkin lanterns lined the corridors, their flickering flames cackling mischievously at passing students.
Ethan Vincent stood in the grand entrance hall on the ground floor, the distant hum of chatter and clinking cutlery drifting from the Great Hall nearby.
The hall itself was vast, large enough to swallow an entire house, its ceiling soar...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 34: Halloween, I’m So Hot!

“The Master himself has spoken!”
Quirrell’s eyes narrowed, his body tensing instinctively as he scrutinized Ethan Vincent.

Handsome and tall, Ethan carried an air of effortless charm, even when issuing threats to a professor. His expression remained warm, almost polite, as if he were merely discussing the weather. How could the Master take an interest in this boy? Ethan seemed utterly disconnected from the dark forces—an arrogant upstart, nothing more. His spat with ...

HRHL# CHAPTER 255

At Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour, Dumbledore treated Harry to a generous scoop of nut-crusted ice cream, while he himself indulged in one as well. The two sat contentedly on a bench outside the shop, savoring their treats.

“I believe an ice cream like this is just the right sort of indulgence for you,” Dumbledore said with a cheerful chuckle. “The Wizengamot trials can be dreadfully tedious, as I’m sure you’ve come to realize.”

Harry glanced up at Dumbledore,...

HRA# CHAPTER 201

“Tell me more!” For the first time since their meeting began, a trace of seriousness crossed Gellert Grindelwald’s face.

Only in moments like this could one faintly glimpse the charisma and commanding presence of his youth in the wrinkled, prison-garbed old man—the aura of a true leader.

Dumbledore, however, wasn’t angered. If anything, seeing Grindelwald like this stirred a hint of nostalgia in his expression.

“It’s exactly as you heard. It allows the living t...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 33: Professor Quirrell: I Have Never Suffered Such Injustice

Professor Quirrell stood frozen, his jaw slack for a full two seconds before the weight of Ethan’s words sank in. His eyes widened, his forced smile petrified on his face, and he stared at Ethan Vincent with a mixture of shock and disbelief, as if questioning the very function of his ears.

Pay him to attend this class? The audacity was unthinkable!

The classroom fell into a stunned silence as Ethan’s bold declaration rippled through the air. Students hunched over Wiza...

[HP:Failed Art Student]-Chapter 32: You Should Pay Me for This Class

Oh—are you angels?
Ethan Vincent gazed at Harry Potter and Ron Weasley with mock astonishment, his hand dramatically clutching his chest as if his heart were melting.
"Thank you, my noble brothers! You've been an absolute lifesaver!"

Ethan flung his arms wide, enveloping the two young wizards in an exaggerated bear hug, all while a wry thought flickered in his mind: Whenever I'm teetering on the edge of losing my humanity, someone comes along to remind me I'm still among the...