Hogwarts: This wizard wants to make progress too much

One is for pranking others, and the other is for skipping classes, but it seems Ethan doesn't need either.

Of course, Ethan's Christmas gifts for George and Fred weren't much better, but they suited their tastes: popular little gadgets from the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes joke shop, hoping to give them some inspiration.

Then Ethan took out a small package, which felt like it would be a book.

Tearing open the wrapping, inside was a well-preserved but slightly old notebook, with Minerva McGonagall's name written on it.

Opening it, it was Professor McGonagall's notes from when she first became the Transfiguration professor, encountering various problems and her thoughts after reflection, which surprised Ethan.

As one of the most famous Transfiguration masters of the modern era, this notebook is definitely no less than a treasure for wizards who want to master Transfiguration.

And Ethan gave Professor McGonagall a product from Eeylops Owl Emporium, a cat picture book. Because it's an alchemical product, the cats inside are animated.

The next item was also a notebook, but different from Professor McGonagall's, this was a new notebook.

Ethan opened it and looked at it. It was sent by Professor Flitwick, containing his understanding of composite magic, as well as some of his combat and spellcasting experience.

Ethan had asked Professor Flitwick about composite magic, the combination of magic techniques, more than a month ago. At that time, Professor Flitwick recommended several books to Ethan, but he didn't expect to give himself a big one now.

Those few books did have some gains, but the subsequent content was missing. I don't know if the person who published the book didn't reach this step, or if it wasn't passed down.

Now, Professor Flitwick's notebook will definitely bring Ethan a considerable improvement in skills and inspiration regarding composite magic.

Ethan gave Professor Flitwick a dress made of Acromantula silk, chosen from Twilfitt and Tattings. Clothes made of Acromantula silk are quite comfortable, but unfortunately, Ethan can only simply make a wizard robe with magic, and doesn't have the skills to make complex dresses.

The next one was a box of bookmarks, made quite exquisitely, and with a special fragrance. This was sent by Professor Sprout.

For Ravenclaw students, this gift is quite useful.

Ethan gave Professor Sprout a set of Muggle botanical encyclopedias.

In the next gift box, Ethan saw a large handful of silver-white long hair, which was really a surprise.

At least one or two hundred strands of unicorn tail hair. Hagrid is really generous. This stuff sells for ten Galleons a strand. As expected of Hogwarts' hidden rich man, the Weasley family can't earn that much in a year.

It should be after seeing Ethan collect materials from various magical creatures that Hagrid sent this.

And what Ethan sent was not worth mentioning, but it was indeed useful to Hagrid: Flobberworm repellent.

Some time ago, I heard Hagrid complaining that Flobberworms were causing trouble in the vegetable garden again. Although Hogwarts has a Potions Master, Hagrid would not go to Snape.

Continuing to unpack, this was a fiery red feather, sent by Dumbledore. Touching it, it still had a warmth. If there were no surprises, it would be a feather from Fawkes.

Ethan sent a pair of woolen socks. No one really knows what Dumbledore wants, except for those jokingly mentioned woolen socks. (Woolen socks represent family affection)

So, are the gifts from Hogwarts professors all piled up together?

As for Professor Snape, how could Ethan expect him to give gifts? Probably not many of his Slytherin students can receive them!

Before long, Ethan also unpacked Hermione's gift box, a stack of photos and a box of chocolates. The chocolates were a bit ugly, like she made them herself.

Cassandra sent a ring that can cast the Shield Charm, a pretty good alchemical equipment.

Cho Chang sent a bottle of chili sauce from Sichuan and Chongqing, China, perhaps because she saw Ethan go to Hufflepuff to eat hot pot many times!

Penelope sent a scarf, knitted by herself, which looked very good.

Ethan also sent them things they liked. Hermione got a complete set of Hogwarts textbooks.

Cho Chang got a Golden Snitch, which wasn't cheap, at two hundred Galleons.

Cassandra sent a set of black Lolita princess dresses, feeling that it matched her temperament more.

Penelope sent a sapphire necklace. If she didn't wear a wizard robe but changed into a dress, clipped in the cleavage, it would definitely be eye-catching, but it can only be seen by myself.

The rest, like roommates, Harry, Neville, and some classmates, all sent books and candies, as well as quills and other things.

Ethan also sent these things to them. Ravenclaw students got books, and Hufflepuffs got candies and Muggle snacks.

Only Harry, Ethan sent something special.

Two Beretta 92F pistols, two boxes of bullets.

Made of aluminum alloy, the core of the wand uses a nine-millimeter pistol bullet, eight and a half inches long, double-row magazine with a capacity of fifteen rounds, low recoil, strong power, even if the strength is small, it can be used.

It was really because Ethan saw that picture of Harry with two guns, thinking it was much better than a magic wand, and now he wanted to replicate it.

For students, this is indeed much better than a magic wand, even adult wizards can be killed if they are not careful.

After unwrapping the gifts, Ethan found that he had actually completed another achievement.

[Popular New Star]

Smiles are like sunshine, filling the heart and eyes, sincerity is like a spring breeze, brushing over the heart, popular people, like shining stars in the sky

Achievement Goal: Receive more than one hundred gifts in one day (1/1)

Achievement Reward: Temperament (Warm Sunny Boy)

What the hell, I, Ethan, am already a warm and sunny boy, isn't this reward just a waste?

Chapter 61: Double-Crossing

"Noddenham Cottage!"

The precise name, correctly pronounced, came from Ethan's mouth, accompanied by the appearance of a flame, and Ethan disappeared directly from the fireplace.

Similar to the feeling of being Apparated by Professor McGonagall last time, this time it felt like being compressed and flushed away in a pipe, only it was a little better than Apparition.

The view returned again, this was an empty wooden cabin, inside, besides the fireplace where Ethan appeared, there was only a set of tables and chairs, and that was it.

Several of them had come through merchants in Knockturn Alley who specialized in making arrangements for transportation. Within Great Britain, Floo Powder could be used to reach the huts they had set up in various locations. Bacci traveled alone, while Ethan and the others were transported to the outskirts of Hogsmeade village.

Outside the country, the fees varied depending on the nation, and they used Portkeys.

After exiting the hut, Ethan instructed the others:

"Dennis, just proceed with the transaction as normal."

"Understood, boss!"

Subsequently, Dennis led the two others and the dragon egg toward the agreed-upon meeting location.

Ethan, meanwhile, drank a vial of Polyjuice Potion, transforming into a robust, middle-aged white man with black hair, blue eyes, and a height of 1.9 meters, and trailed about 500 meters behind the others.

This Polyjuice Potion contained hair from an ordinary person from the Muggle world, specifically an American tourist.

After all, even if Ethan concealed his face, his build would give him away; it would be obvious that he was either a dwarf or underage.

… …

When the three arrived, Quirrell was already waiting there.

The moment he saw them, Quirrell asked urgently:

"The dragon egg? Did you bring it?"

Quirrell still wore a purple turban, tightly wrapping his head, and the strong smell of garlic around him remained as potent as ever, though he no longer stuttered.

To complete Voldemort's task, Quirrell had used up all his savings accumulated over the years, all for this dragon egg.

And the dragon egg was crucial to obtaining the Philosopher's Stone; success would bring power, wealth, and honor in abundance.

Although Quirrell regretted going on that ridiculous expedition into the Albanian forest, which had turned him into his current inhuman state, he was already hooked and could only continue down this path, believing in the promises Voldemort had painted for him.

He had no turning back.

"Of course. In the exotic animal trade, although our prices are high, we also value integrity, don't we?"

"Dorn, open the box and let him take a look!"

Dennis looked at Quirrell with composure and calmness, just like any previous transaction, without revealing the slightest hint of a flaw.

The reason the Sleaze organization had grown so large was due to trustworthy transactions.

It was just that they now had a new boss, and these rules were no longer up to the three of them to decide.

As Dorn opened the box he held, Quirrell hurriedly moved closer, knowing he had to be cautious. This was his entire fortune, and as for Sleaze's reputation!

That was not his concern; he couldn't afford even the slightest loss.

Inside was a large, shiny black egg, several times larger than an ostrich egg.

"You can't touch it!"

Just as Quirrell was about to reach out, Dorn immediately took a step back.

"How am I supposed to know if it's a dead egg, or something else entirely?"

Quirrell naturally disagreed; he wasn't a magical creature researcher, and couldn't determine its condition just by looking at it.

"If you run off with a Portkey, who are we going to find to settle the debt?"

"This is the rule: you can't touch the merchandise until you pay."

Dennis also stepped between them, blocking Quirrell from taking further action.

"I am Quirinus Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts!"

"I guarantee with my Hogwarts professor status that I will absolutely abide by the agreement."

Quirrell directly invoked his position; in this area, Hogwarts was a brand name, and everyone gave the professors some face.

And he really didn't intend to cheat.

Although he initially had the idea of saving the money, the Imperius Curse could only control one person at a time. If he used it, he would probably be discovered immediately. There were three people in front of him, and if a conflict broke out, the dragon egg might be destroyed, so he had to abandon the idea.

"If it were any other professor, it would be fine, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Do you think we don't know? I'm a Hogwarts graduate myself. Which professor has ever lasted a full year without something happening?"

"Either they end up in Azkaban at the end of the year, or they die or are crippled!"

"Besides, do you think someone like us can go to Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic to demand payment?"

"If you're not serious about this transaction, then we'll cancel it."

Dennis's spittle almost landed on Quirrell's face, daring to bring up the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Who didn't know they were disposable!

And with their shady identities, could they openly demand payment or go to Hogwarts, as if they didn't have enough trouble to be thrown into Azkaban?

"This…"

Quirrell hesitated; what the other party said made sense, and he couldn't refute it, but wasn't he also afraid of being deceived?

During this time, Quirrell had researched information about dragon eggs, and from the outside, it did indeed look like a Hebridean Black dragon egg.

But that was only the appearance.

"After you pay, we'll leave only after you confirm, so rest assured."

Seeing that Quirrell was about to be persuaded, Dennis added another sentence.

"Trade with him!"

Seeing Quirrell being so indecisive, Voldemort immediately woke up from the back of his head.

Dragon eggs were contraband, and with Quirrell's connections, it was already difficult to obtain one. Now that he had the opportunity, he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the next one.

The semester was already halfway over, and he didn't have much time left. If he didn't quickly extract from Hagrid how to control the three-headed dog, what would happen when the Philosopher's Stone was returned to Nicolas Flamel?

Since Nicolas Flamel had researched the Philosopher's Stone, there was never a shortage of people seeking wealth or eternal life, but his exact location could not be found, only that he was within France, and Voldemort was not confident he could find him.

Moreover, Quirrell's body could barely sustain him, and it wouldn't be so easy to deceive another fool.

"U-understood, Master!"

Quirrell agreed with tears in his eyes, truly not caring about money that wasn't his!

"I'll leave after I've confirmed everything!"

Reluctantly taking out a dragon-hide pouch with an Undetectable Extension Charm on it, Quirrell reminded them again.

This was the inheritance his parents left him, plus his salary from over the years!

He had even sold his house to raise the money.

"Rest assured, you must trust our reputation."

Dennis gave Beckley a look, signaling him to step forward and take the money bag.

At Voldemort's request, Quirrell behaved himself and dared not say anything, handing the money bag to Beckley and standing aside to watch.

After pouring all the gold Galleons from the dragon-hide pouch, Beckley began to record them using magic.