Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 111 Mastering the Flying Spell—Flying Shadows in the Mist! Dropping in on the Weasleys
"No one has taught me how to Apparate yet, and I don't dare to try it myself."

Dylan picked and chose from Voldemort's skill library. After eliminating most of the magic that required complex rituals to produce effects, he didn't need to choose the remaining Unforgivable Curses.

——After all, he has reached the maximum level.

As for ordinary black magic, he might as well wait until school starts, get that show-off's signature, and go directly to the forbidden magic library to read the forbidden books.

So after all, Dylan still wanted to directly master Voldemort's Apparition.

In addition to this, the flying spell developed by Voldemort is also good.

The former can help Dylan teleport over long or short distances.

The latter can allow him to make up for the problem of positioning to a great extent during battle.

Thinking of the tit-for-tat confrontation between Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape at that time, Snape directly used the Flying Spell to dodge several of Professor McGonagall's magic spells, and then broke through the glass and left Hogwarts.

Dylan thought this spell was pretty good.

Moreover, after mastering the flying spell, one can transform oneself directly into a black mist without the need for a flying broom to fly.

If we only talk about speed, the flying spell is naturally not as good as the apparition spell, which is almost equivalent to teleportation.

However, the reason why Voldemort developed the Flying Spell was because Voldemort could use this spell to distract himself even when fighting with other wizards.

There is no need to worry about operating the Apparition during the fierce magic battle, and if you are not careful, something might go wrong.

If the enemy doesn't kill you, but you end up torn into pieces or even shattered into pieces...it's not worth it.

"If I want to spread my reputation as the Fool and let the entire wizarding world know how terrifying I, Karsus, am going to be fighting other wizards this summer."

——And if you want to unlock more abilities of the suitcase as quickly as possible, you have to make money quickly.

"So, do I use the Apparition spell, or the Flying spell?"

The Flying Spell is a dark magic that Voldemort developed entirely by himself. According to common sense, it is impossible for anyone to teach him.

As for Apparition, generally speaking, one has to wait until at least the sixth or seventh grade to be eligible to apply to learn it.

And with the image he has in the minds of the professors, whether it is Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, or even Professor Flitwick.

Even Old Deng.

They taught him advanced magic in advance.

As for learning Apparition, once the professors are sure that he is capable of learning it, they will most likely teach him in advance.

"The key is, Dumbledore is obviously much more proficient at Apparition than Voldemort. Voldemort himself hasn't mastered Apparition to the highest level, so it would be a shame for me to learn it directly."

After careful consideration, Dylan decided to learn Voldemort's flying spell.

In fact, Voldemort also studied the Terminator Curse, but his proficiency was not very high.

Moreover, Dylan himself also learned the final curse.

The proficiency is not too high either.

Therefore, if Voldemort had mastered this spell, Dylan could have taken away this ability.

However, Voldemort's own mastery of the Terminator Curse, although not low, was not very high either.

Not as good as an advanced flying spell.

——Although Voldemort had not yet mastered the Flying Spell to its maximum level, it was a magic he created himself after all, and there were definitely areas that needed to be continuously improved.

But this is a curse that Dylan cannot resist.

"That's it!"

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[News]: Congratulations on mastering the seventh-level spell - Tenebris Volo!

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Dylan closed his eyes slightly, and specific knowledge about Voldemort's flying spell emerged in his mind.

It was an extremely magical feeling. This spell seemed to involve the power of deformation and was also mixed with a lot of black magic knowledge.

The moment he mastered it, Dylan even gained a further understanding and improvement in other black magics.

Slowly opening his eyes, Dylan thought to himself.

"In the original novel, Little Fuzi and Professor Snape seem to be the only two wizards who can master the flying spell. However, in the movie, both white wizards and dark wizards seem to have this method of flying."

——Turn yourself into black smoke or white smoke.

"Now that I'm in this real world, I'm not sure if other people can master the power of flight."

Because according to one of the most popular books in the Hogwarts library - Quidditch Through the Ages.

Dylan remembered that even in the movie version, the first page of the book said that the spell that would allow wizards to fly without the aid of flying devices had not yet been invented.

So in Quidditch matches, wizards have to ride on flying brooms.

However, after reading the book, Dylan found that the sentence had disappeared.

From this, Dylan couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

——Perhaps, the flying spell may have spread among the upper echelons of the wizarding world.

After all, it is a means of flying directly without the help of a flying broom.

How could Voldemort not be coveted by others after he was shown off?

And why does Professor Snape know this spell?

And you dare to use it openly?
It's impossible that he learned it from Voldemort, right?

Dylan believes that Voldemort himself has a bit of a knack for being a teacher.

——Otherwise he wouldn’t have always wanted to be a professor.

In addition, Snape himself is one of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates.

Dylan thought it was okay to teach him some spells.

What if through this brainstorming, the flying spell can be further improved?

Wouldn't Voldemort himself be happy too?

For this reason, Voldemort might even have given special lectures when he was holding meetings with the Death Eaters, just to enable his subordinates to acquire more magical knowledge.

And recognize, or feel the greatness of the magic that Voldemort created.

It was just that the flying spell was too difficult, so in the end only Professor Snape learned it.

Dylan felt the power of high-level transformation in this flying spell, and not only that, Dylan also felt a lot of mysterious magical knowledge.

——Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Professor Snape's position in Voldemort's heart has been raised to a higher level.

After all, who wouldn't be impressed by a subordinate who only cares about himself, has a smart brain, can understand things quickly, can learn things easily, and stands out among a group of idiots?
Not to mention Xiao Fuzi, even if Dylan had such a subordinate, he would have to treat him as his confidant!

——He didn't mean to treat Professor Snape as his subordinate.

——I haven’t thought about it that way.

"But Voldemort and Professor Snape are not the only two smart wizards in this world. Just because the Death Eaters can't learn doesn't mean other wizards can't."

After Voldemort demonstrated the Flying Spell and possibly taught it to others, it's not impossible that the spell spread.

Even if other wizards cannot create spells, they can improve existing spells and make them suitable for themselves. Dylan believes that there is a certain probability that this will happen.

"If everyone is keeping the flying spell secret, then I have to learn it even more."

After basically extracting all the valuable achievement rewards, Dylan finally finished eating the sundae and cake.

"Well, I was thinking about seeing if I could find something different on the black market—like a living magical creature, but it's not convenient to go there now."

Dylan shook his head.

Ordinary magical creatures were available for purchase, but he had little interest in them.

Advanced magical creatures basically have to rely on smuggling, and we can only find ways to obtain them from the black market.

So now the Aurors' back and forth searches made it impossible for him to handle these things.

Dylan also did not recommend letting the names of Karsus and The Fool spread any longer.

——Sometimes, it is not good to appear too many times in a short period of time.

That would make people feel that there is no mystery.

Without a sense of mystery, people will lack awe.

Dylan packed up and prepared to go home.

But before that, he could buy some simple things to decorate his suitcase in Diagon Alley.

——Fortunately, although this suitcase has many other functions that need to be unlocked, Dylan can still arrange the current space simply.

——It’s a suitcase after all.

After opening it, you can't see inside directly like an ordinary bag.

This is similar to Newt's suitcase.

On the surface, it was covered with a camouflage layer. Even if it was opened directly, in the eyes of those Muggles, it was just an ordinary, unremarkable box.

"Once the suitcase's abilities are unlocked, I can roughly divide the space inside it into several areas."

By then, the entire suitcase could almost be called another small world.

He could even cast a Fidelius Charm on it to hide it.

However, his proficiency in the Fidelius Charm was not very high yet. Fortunately, the suitcase itself had not unlocked any other abilities, so there was no need to rush about this matter.

"If my identity is ever exposed, Mom and Dad can just crawl into my trunk. If it can turn into a whole world...they won't be so bored here."

After leaving Diagon Alley, Dylan ran to the Muggle world and bought a lot of food and various spare parts.

Although most of the things in the magical world are very useful and can bring him a lot of convenience when stored in space.

But there are also a lot of things and gadgets from the Muggle world that are also very useful.

For example, the Spiritual Lamp.

Able to turn on and off lights according to the owner's instructions.

——Isn’t this the same as the voice-controlled lights in the Muggle world?
……

Time flies and nearly a month has passed.

After being silent for more than half a month, Dylan once again transformed himself into Karsus. With the title of Fool, he walked in the secret passages every day and robbed several dark wizards who tried to do something wrong to him.

In this way, another 40,000 to 50,000 gold galleons were extorted.

Although these people are not as rich as Mr. Bogin, they are more numerous.

There were always a few guys who wanted to attack him as he was walking back and forth on the underworld.

In the end, they were all attacked by Dylan.

"This is what we call self-inflicted evil, and you can't live with it."

Dylan weighed the purse in his hand and was very satisfied.

One million gold Galleons may seem like a lot, but if one person can contribute 10,000 Galleons to him, he only needs to beg for 100 of them.

If only there were someone as generous as Mr. Bogin and willing to donate generously to him.

He even only needs to beat... beg for alms from a dozen people.

"It's a pity. It took me a long time to find this underworld. I've asked for help several times recently, but no dark wizards have come to visit."

Especially in the past two days, Dylan waited for a long time before he found someone who was brave enough to make a move and wanted to attack him by surprise.

Shaking his head, Dylan put on the Shadow Ring and quickly disappeared from the spot.

After he changed his clothes and came to the street.

Dylan looked around twice.

"Ron wrote to me and told me that Harry is over there. He also asked me to come over and play with him. Anyway, I have nothing to do at home right now, so I might as well go over."

Dylan really doesn't have anything to do at home right now.

——He is the only one at home.

Some time ago, Dylan was walking in the dark wizard world again under the name of Karsus.

It was Dylan's parents who, after spending half a month with Dylan at home, became impatient and decided to go on a trip while Dylan was still busy before going to school.

The two also politely asked Dylan if he wanted to join.

After experiencing the experience of being a third wheel during this period, Dylan decisively refused.

He felt that his parents really wanted to give him a younger brother or sister.

"Alas, once people have money, they will change their hearts."

The couple loved him so much before, but after he went out to school for only one year, the situation suddenly reversed and their hearts were no longer with him.

If his parents were not at home, Dylan would not run out every day to walk through the secret passages and seduce those dark wizards.

"Is it not a good idea to visit so late?"

After thinking for a moment, Dylan put the idea behind him.

Who cares if he's good or not? How can Mrs. Molly refuse to receive him?
"It just so happens that this dark wizard has some small gift boxes on him. I don't know where he got them from. They can be used as gifts."

Just do it.

Dylan wore the Shadow Ring, hid his body, and soared directly into the sky.

After mastering the flying spell of Mist and Shadow, Dylan is no longer used to riding a broom.

The two places are not far apart.

The Weasley family is located just outside the village of Ottery St. Catchpole in Devon, England.

It also has a nice name - The Burrow.

In fact, Dylan thinks that the name "Humble Room" is also good.

As Dylan gradually approached his destination, he rode on his newly bought Nimbus 2000, removed the effects of the flying spell and the Shadow Ring, and flew all the way to the front of the Burrow.

——He didn't want the Weasleys, who were members of the Order of the Phoenix, to see him mastering Voldemort's flying spell.

After getting on the broom and flying a distance forward, he saw Weasley's house at a glance - it was indeed quite simple.

A building at least four stories high, built so crookedly that Dylan felt it would collapse at any time.

Chimneys stand on the red roof, and the whole thing looks like building blocks built with magic.

——Full of unique irregular beauty.

There is a yard in front of the house and a garden at the back. There is a chicken coop, a garage and a broom shed in the yard.

There is also a pigsty.

There were a lot of weeds in the garden, and some of them were cleared and planted with vegetables.

It gives people a very rustic feeling.

Dylan didn't stay in the sky for too long, and soon landed on his broom.

——He saw the plump Mrs. Molly standing at the door, looking at him quietly.

After he landed, Mrs. Molly had a smile on her face, but her eyes revealed a strange look as she looked Dylan up and down.

"At this time...child, what can I do for you?"

Dylan looked at the dark sky and then smiled shyly.

"Oh, you are so beautiful that all the flowers around you seem to be overshadowed. I guess you must be Mrs. Molly?"

Mrs. Molly didn't expect Dylan to start praising her right away. Although it was a bit embarrassing, for a child with such a sweet mouth, she couldn't help but cover her cheeks, and the smile on her face became even bigger.

"I'm."

Dylan followed suit, "Hello, I'm Ron's roommate. My name is Dylan Hawkwood. Has Ron ever mentioned me to you?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Molly was stunned for a moment, her eyes swept over Dylan again, "Are you Dylan?"

Why is it so high?
Why hadn't Ron told her about this?

Looking at the way he stands here, it's almost like he's George's roommate!

She just saw a wizard flying towards this side and thought something was wrong!

As it turned out, when the wizard came down, he turned out to be a little kid. When he introduced his identity, he turned out to be a kid who wasn't even in the second grade!

Mrs. Molly didn't think about it too much. She just quickly made her somewhat stiff smile stretch again, and then said, "Ron told me about you. Not only him, but also Fred and George mentioned you."

"They all said they had made a good friend at school who was very smart and well-liked by the professors."

Mrs. Molly turned to one side and said, "Come in first. Ron and the others are not here yet. I'm waiting for them."

Dylan blinked. "Not home?"

Mrs. Molly took Dylan's hand, led him through the door frame, and squeezed into the house.

Soon, his arms were filled with all kinds of snacks by Mrs. Molly.

"This is all Ron's share. You can eat it all."

Dylan looked at the big bag in his arms and blinked again.

Isn't this not good?
Mrs. Molly pulled Dylan to sit on the sofa and made him a cup of hot tea.

"Thank you, Mrs. Molly." Dylan sat elegantly, gently placed the bags of snacks aside, and took the teacup from the other party.

Mrs. Molly smiled, and then muttered, "You look so well-behaved. I wish Ron and the others could give me so little worry. You don't know, these naughty troublemakers actually--"

Before she could finish her words, there was a sudden noise outside the house.

Dylan listened intently, and it seemed...

"The car's engine?"

(End of this chapter)