Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 108: Recite My True Name and You Will Receive a Blessing
"Dear guest! Although your giant spider venom is of very high quality, it is not the inactive venom forcibly extracted after killing the giant spider."

Mr. Borgin said with a sad face, "But I really don't have any more. I can't give any more!"

Dylan was able to clearly sense Mr. Borgin's panic through Legilimency and Imperius.

He knew that the other party had misunderstood what he meant.

Dylan smiled softly. "If you don't give me a bag, do you think I should give you my spatial pocket? There are a lot of Acromantula corpses."

Mr. Borgin was taken aback for a moment, then, coming to his senses, the wrinkles on his face relaxed a little. "Okay, okay, a spatial pocket? Of course I have one!"

He quickly rummaged under the counter for a long time and took out a large leather bag and three cross-body bags made of rough fabric.

"These are the biggest ones already. Please put in as many as you can..."

Dylan covered them with his black robe, and when he withdrew his hands, the briefcase and cross-body bag had become bulging.

"Just right." Dylan nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, I don’t have to clutter the system panel with so many spider corpses.

He also got gold galleons worth more than four times the value of the venom, and he was quite satisfied.

Dylan also took away Mr. Borgin's money bag which originally contained the Galleons.

Mr. Borgin hesitated for a moment, and dared only smile and say nothing about the matter.

"You did a great job. I'll come to you next time I have business."

Dylan's deep voice rang out.

what?
Mr. Borgin was startled again.

There will be a next time? ?
Let the Aurors take you away quickly!
This evil demon should be imprisoned in Azkaban!

Wasn't eating his 40,000 Galleons enough?
Even if the eight-eyed giant spider venom this guy brought was of extremely high purity and was almost impossible to find on the market, he wouldn't lose all his money if he worked hard on the black market.

——But he still lost!
And I lost a lot!
Even so, this devil is unwilling to let him go?
Mr. Borgin cursed in his heart, but he dared not show any disrespect on his face, and he didn't even dare to think about it in his heart.

——Because he was afraid that the other party was also proficient in Legilimency.

Even if they don't use the Imperius Curse on him, they can still use a Mind Control Curse. If the other party can see through his thoughts, then the Imperius Curse will definitely be used, right?
"You seem unhappy?"

Mr. Borgin stiffened at Dylan's words.

Damn it... You've spent so much of my money, and you're trying to cheat me again next time. How much happier do you expect me to be?

"Why, it's a great blessing for old Borgin to do business with a distinguished customer like you!—a great blessing!"

Mr. Bogin smiled and said, "Then I'll be waiting for your next visit here. As long as you come, I'll always be here!"

Dylan nodded: "Not bad, don't worry, there will definitely be a next time."

"......" Mr. Borgin forced a smile, almost gritting his teeth. "It's a great honor."

Dylan made 40,000 Galleons from this trip, which is equivalent to 200,000 pounds. He was very satisfied.

He walked slowly to the door, and when Mr. Borgin saw he was about to leave, he trotted forward and opened the door for him.

"Please take care, please take care!"

Dylan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

This old Bang dish.

If he really walked away slowly, this old man would be a little unhappy, right?

After walking out the door, Dylan couldn't help but sigh.

Unexpectedly, the money obtained through robbery is indeed the fastest.

"No, this is purely a transaction. How can it be considered robbery? Who did I rob? Who was robbed? This is clearly a transaction between us!"

Dylan walked on the dark and narrow streets of Knockturn Alley, his whole body fluttering, and the black robe cloak behind him became as fierce as Professor Snape's, blowing in the wind.

The doors and windows of the shabby shops on both sides were closed at some point, and incomprehensible whispers could be heard faintly from inside.

"Swish"

Suddenly, the space in front of him became like a broken mirror, with irregular cracks appearing.

Immediately afterwards, the light was distorted and the space was deformed.

A group of Aurors flashed out, each wearing a signature special robe. As soon as they appeared, someone shouted at Dylan.

"It's you—"

Before he could finish his words, Dylan raised his eyes slightly under the mask.

The man met Dylan's calm gaze and his expression froze.

This moment.

Dylan neither uttered a spell nor waved his wand.

"Shh-!"

However, a soul-snatching weapon was thrown out silently and accurately, hitting the Auror who was speaking.

The latter's eyes immediately became empty and his body stiffened.

The other Aurors were stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

Just as they opened their mouths, the Auror controlled by Dylan slowly raised his wand, but his target was not Dylan, but his companion beside him.

"Bat-Bogey Hex!"

“Hey, what are you doing!”

The Aurors were thrown into chaos.

"It's a curse! What did you do to him?!" An Auror reacted, turned around and yelled at Dylan.

"This... this looks like the Imperius Curse!" Another Auror's face turned pale.

"What? The Imperius Curse?!"

"How is this possible? He just raised his eyes! He didn't even say a spell!"

Several Aurors had shocked expressions on their faces.

Even if the Dark Lord used the Unforgivable Curse, he would have to chant the spell and swing his staff, right?
Why are you?
Are you darker than the Dark Lord?

Dylan glanced at the bat curse that the Auror had just cast and shook his head slightly.

"That's too bad."

Facing these Aurors, Dylan roughly judged their level.

——Quite ordinary.

It's even horrific.

"I feel like they're even worse than the magic puppets summoned by Professor McGonagall. No wonder Voldemort was able to sweep across the Ministry of Magic."

He casually raised his wand: "Imperius Curse!"

Several black spell powers suddenly shot out from the tip of his wand.

Several more Aurors were instantly controlled by him.

——Since he was traveling under a code name, Dylan naturally wouldn't use a transparent wand special effect to cast spells.

"I didn't expect these people to be easier to control than Beta, who was still an egg."

The Aurors controlled by Bedilan all looked dull and dazed, but they would turn around and raise their staffs without hesitation and start attacking their teammates.

Another wave of Aurors were forced to wave their wands and fight back.

For a moment, the spells were as dense as artillery fire, shooting back and forth.

The entire Knockturn Alley was almost filled with the light of the spell, and cries of pain and roars of anger intertwined and echoed.

Dylan slowly put away his wand, raised his feet and walked through the magic spell, leisurely heading towards Diagon Alley.

"Incendio!"

A beam of blazing fire, accompanied by rolling heat waves, rushed straight towards Dylan's back.

Dylan ignored it.

"Impedimenta!"

A silver magic spell shot out from the opposite corner and collided with the flame with a loud bang.

Behind Dylan, sparks and shrill screams immediately erupted, and the light was as bright as day.

"Colloportus (Quickly Imprison)!"

"Diffindo (Thunderbolt Explosion)!"

Dylan seemed to be out of the matter, not caring about the spells erupting behind him. He walked steadily and got farther and farther away from the battlefield.

Until a low but penetrating voice floated over and echoed in the air.

"I am the Fool, and also Karsus. Recite my true name, and I will grant you a moment of forgiveness before I personally end your lives."

Knockturn Alley returned to silence for a moment until Dylan's figure gradually disappeared in the crowd, but was immediately broken by the mutual attacks of the Aurors.

The dark wizards hiding around were originally frightened by Dylan's Cruciatus Curse and dared not move.

But they still felt that when the Aurors arrived, this daring wizard would be subdued and receive the most brutal punishment.

However, when the Aurors really arrived, Dylan's superb Imperius Curse caused the Aurors to kill each other, which gradually changed the mentality of these dark wizards.

Someone cast an admiring look at him. "How could he control a large group of Aurors so easily... By God, Voldemort! Is he fiddling with a bunch of puppets?"

A lame young dark wizard also had fanatical glints in his eyes. He stared at the direction Dylan left, and his breathing became rapid.

He could have used his magic to torture Muggles, run rampant, and looked down on these self-righteous Aurors.

But after the demon king fell, he could only hide like a mouse.

These damn Aurors just bully him every day!
But he didn't dare to say a word!

But now... they were punished by another person!
Dylan's wanton manipulation of the Aurors and his disregard for them ignited the fanaticism of many dark wizards present.

They could once have laughed evilly in the sunshine and reveled under the leadership of Voldemort!

But at this moment, they could only cower and hide from the Aurors, fearing that they would do something and be caught.

Living without dignity is like being a stink bug that no one cares about.

It’s not that no one tried to resist, but no one was the devil!
Anyone who dared to resist ended up nowhere...

But now, someone could actually play tricks on the Aurors like this and leave in such a swagger!

Could it be that... the era of dark wizards is coming back?
"Fool...fool...fool!"

The lame young dark wizard had a thin face, but his eyes were burning with passion.

He grabbed a piece of dry bread and took a bite, but kept repeating the name of the fool in his heart.

Not only him, but also the other dark wizards who witnessed the Aurors killing each other began to whisper.

The tone was so pious, as if they were calling out another person's name.

The Fool Dylan, who was being called by them, had already changed out of his black robe, removed his mask, and took off his height-increasing pads.

He turned into a little wizard again and was about to start his second grade course.

Dylan walked into the familiar pet shop in Diagon Alley, and was greeted by a faint scent of licorice and the fishy smell of animal hair.

But soon, it will be washed away by the air fresheners on the shelves.

Dylan bought a lot of fresh meat strips here.

After going out, he went to Madam Malkin's robe shop again.

The warm air of the store, tinged with the scent of fabric dye, gently reached Dylan's nose.

Various wizard robes are hung in the store. Under the illumination of the magic chandeliers, the robes made of silk and brocade shimmer, attracting people's attention.

The lady was tidying up the shelves. When she looked up and saw Dylan, her eyes lit up and a bright smile instantly appeared on her face.

"It's Mr. Dylan. You should be on vacation by this time."

Mrs. Malkin greeted Dylan warmly, then quickly walked around the counter and towards Dylan in small steps.

"Yes, Madam Malkin, I rushed here just after the holiday." Dylan smiled.

Madam Malkin also smiled. "Does the robe you ordered from me last time still fit you well?"

Madam Malkin opened her shop in Diagon Alley and her business was actually pretty good.

——After all, it’s backed by Hogwarts.

Although her robe shop was not an exclusive partner of Hogwarts, it wasn't even the only shop selling clothes in Diagon Alley.

But most of the new students usually come to her shop to buy school robes with Dumbledore's endorsement.

However, there are not many young wizards like Dylan who are willing to customize a large number of robes from her.

Therefore, Dylan could even be considered a big customer of her store.

Mrs. Malkin's attitude towards Dylan naturally became more enthusiastic.

——After all, she is just an ordinary individual businessman in Diagon Alley, or even in the entire British wizarding world.

"I wonder if you would like to add a few new robes this time, or if you have any other special requests?"

Madam Malkin enthusiastically introduced Dylan, "I've just bought some very rare fabrics. There's protective fabric that can resist minor spell attacks, and there's also magical silk that changes color depending on your mood. It'd definitely make a great little pendant."

"Although the quality is still not as good as the Tufan Robe Shop, the price is cheaper. Moreover, the robes made of these fabrics are both beautiful and practical. Would you like to consider it?"

As she spoke, she remembered something and hurriedly turned around and took out a thick album from behind the counter. The album was full of robe designs.

"Although all wizard robes at Hogwarts are of the same style, you can also try some new and unusual robes when you're at home or attending a party. I have them all here."

Dylan cleared his throat and didn't let Madam Malkin toss around for too long.

No matter what fabric or style he wants, he can just use the system's beautification function to modify it.

——But after all, it costs one hundred Galleons to modify it once, so it would be better to let Madam Malkin make it for him directly for ordinary styles and designs.

So Dylan smiled at Madam Malkin and said, "I came here this time to order ten more robes. I've grown a bit taller, and although my previous robes are still wearable, I still want to make some looser ones."

"Ten?" Madam Malkin's smile grew even more intense. "All the same style? Aren't you planning on wearing some nicer robes at home, different from your school uniform?"

Dylan thought for a moment and nodded: "Then let's customize ten more different styles."

"Okay, okay! You can tell me all your requirements and I will record them."

Madam Malkin took out her notebook and began to write down Dylan's request.

Finally, after measuring Dylan's height and specific measurements, Madam Malkin nodded.

"You've really grown a lot taller! You'll definitely become a handsome guy in the future."

Dylan pursed his lips and smiled: "Am I not handsome now?"

"(υυ)..." Madam Malkin paused, then burst into laughter. "He's still handsome now, but he'll be even more handsome in the future!"

"Then I'll borrow your good words."

Dylan ordered twenty more robes from Madam Malkin's robe shop before saying goodbye to her.

"Let's go buy some more potion ingredients."

Dylan went to buy some more ingredients and on the way back he happened to come across Florin Fusco's Ice Cream Shop.

The colorful sign at the store entrance swayed gently in the breeze, and the tempting aroma of milk wafted over, making Dylan stop in his tracks.

“Fusco’s Ice Cream Shop…”

This boss has quite a few roles in the original novel, especially because he knows a lot about medieval history.

"Well, maybe say hello."

Dylan pushed the door open.

The sound of crisp bells was heard.

When you walk into the ice cream shop, you will find the interior is quite cozy, with colorful tables and chairs neatly arranged, and the freezer filled with ice cream of various colors and flavors.

"Oh, a little wizard? Good afternoon, young man. Are you alone?"

Dylan nodded.

Fusco laughed. "Welcome. What flavor of ice cream would you like?"

Dylan glanced at it and said, "A chocolate raspberry sundae, please."

“Good choice, it will be ready soon!”

Fusco skillfully made a sundae for Dylan, put in a spoon, and handed it to Dylan.

"Try it. Many Hogwarts students buy ice cream from me."

Dylan had already changed into his Hogwarts wizard robes.

——This will save him a lot of trouble.

"Young man, what grade are you in?"

Fusco was obviously a very outgoing guy. Seeing Dylan sitting down in a seat nearby, he put his hands on the table and asked Dylan.

"First grade, sir. The school starts with second grade."

"Oh? First grade?"

Fusco seemed to be more interested. "Do you know a first-year student named Hawkwood?"

Dylan raised an eyebrow, "Sir, that's me. I'm Dylan Hawkwood."

A hint of surprise flashed across Fusco's round face. "Are you Hawkwood?"

He immediately burst into laughter again. "Sorry, I was a little presumptuous. During Christmas, many little wizards came to my place to buy ice cream. I started chatting with them, and the topic of you came up."

"We still have to eat ice cream in winter."

Fusco chuckled, "It tastes good, doesn't it?"

Dylan scooped a spoonful into his mouth and nodded slightly: "It's really delicious."

Fusco's smile widened a little at the compliment.

"I learned your name from those little guys, and I also learned that your grades and performance in school are quite outstanding, and every professor praises you highly."

"I haven't seen such an outstanding little wizard like you for a long time. I was wondering when I could meet you again. I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

Dylan blinked. "You want to see if they blow me up?"

"Hahahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)