Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 115: Being condemned by Hermione, can the spell training be completed in this way?

Looking at the ugly crying faces of the two funny guys in front of me, I cried for a long time, but not a single tear came out.

Dylan rolled his eyes.

Looking around, he suddenly raised his wand and swung it violently.

The action was so fast that the twins didn't react.

The two thought Dylan was going to curse them, and suddenly exclaimed—

"No! Digger—"

However, the magical light emitted by Dylan's wand passed by them and landed on the bed opposite.

"Eh?" The twins were stunned and their screams stopped abruptly.

Dylan frowned: "Why are you yelling? You'll wake up everyone else."

The twins scratched their heads and found that Dylan didn't attack them. They breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

"We have silent spells in our room, and Mom comes and updates them every day."

Dylan's mouth twitched.

It really exists.

No wonder he always felt that the sound insulation of this room was so good!

He waved his hand. "Alright, I've also cast a silencing spell on your bed. If you want to research, go ahead and do it on your bed. As long as the explosion doesn't go beyond this range, I won't be able to hear it."

Fred and George blinked rapidly when they heard this and looked back at their not-so-large beds.

Then he turned his head shyly.

"Dylan—"

“Isn’t this range a bit too small?”

"The explosion shouldn't be limited to this area."

"Or you could put another silencing spell on your bed."

Dylan took a deep breath.

Another flick of the wand.

Now, he couldn't even hear what the twins who were kneeling beside the bed were saying.

"Okay Harry, let's go to bed."

Dylan was lying on the inside of the bed, against the wall.

Dylan lifted the thin silk quilt from his body and soon fell asleep again.

Harry scratched his head.

He glanced sideways and stood up from the ground. He started fiddling with the twins they were researching, pulled his quilt, and fell back to sleep.

Happy time always passes quickly.

Otherwise it cannot be called happiness.

Dylan woke up again.

Sat at the dining table.

Because there were two more people, the bench was not enough, so the older Percy usually came down later.

So Dylan and Harry quickly finished breakfast with the Weasleys and were about to follow Ron for a walk outside the Burrow.

But Mrs. Molly stopped them.

"Calculating the time, it won't be long before your school starts. By now, the Hogwarts owl might be bringing your start-of-term letter. Do you want to wait and see?"

Mrs. Molly's voice had just fallen.

Suddenly an owl flew in from the wide-open window not far away.

Dylan, Harry and the others received the book list for the new semester and the course schedule for the next school year.

Dylan casually opened the book list and took a look.

He already had most of the books.

There were only a few other books, so he had to buy them again.

"Break up with the female ghost?" Fred tilted his head.

"Traveling with a troll?" George tilted his head to the other side.

Ron frowned. "What kind of books are these? Why should we buy these?"

Dylan chuckled and glanced at the list of authors of these books.

As expected, they were all Gilderoy Lockhart.

In addition to the two books mentioned by the twins, there are several others, all written by this man named Lockhart.

Harry looked at the professor in the book list who asked them to buy these books.

"These books were asked to be purchased by the professor who teaches the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Ron curled his lips and muttered quietly, "Does this professor like Lockhart? I see the titles of these books, they don't seem to have any nutritional value!"

He looked up at Dylan and Harry.

"I bet Hermione will read these books when school starts and complain to us about how boring they are!"

Dylan pursed his lips and smiled.

"Then you might be wrong."

Although all of these books were written by Lockhart, the contents of the books are written from a first-person perspective, detailing how to get along with or fight against creatures such as trolls, ghouls, hags, and female ghosts.

It also contains a lot of knowledge about survival in the wild, which can be called the most practical knowledge.

——After all, these experiences are real.

But they all belonged to other people, not Lockhart.

Readers can also gain a lot by studying them in detail.

Otherwise, these books would not have become bestsellers.

Even Dylan bought a few copies.

But not much.

Especially this time, Lockhart asked the freshmen to provide a list of books in the name of purchasing textbooks, most of which Dylan had never bought.

"You mean, these books are really useful?" Ron looked up.

Dylan smacked his lips. "I've read Lockhart's book. It seems quite well-written, and the experiences he describes are quite vivid. It's very interesting to read."

Fred and George's eyes widened. "But we heard that Lockhart's books... don't seem to be very cheap?"

"And the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this time is new. He requires the whole school to buy books, which means everyone must have one—"

"We can only buy new books, we can't read second-hand ones!"

Ron also realized this after being reminded by the twins, and couldn't help but look up at his parents.

Many of the things he used at school were second-hand items given away by his older brother.

——It could also be three or four hands.

If all you have to buy at once are new books, it will surely be overwhelming for your parents, right?
Mrs. Molly pursed her lips and said, "Well... these books are bestsellers, so I think there should be a lot of second-hand ones on the market."

Her eyes fell on Ginny.

——The girl is now sitting between Dylan and Harry, with a shy smile on her face.

"There are a lot of things at home that Ginny can use after school starts, so if I only need to buy these books for you... I think it shouldn't be a big problem."

Hearing this, Harry blinked and turned to look at the little girl next to him.

"Wow, you're getting ready for school too? Hogwarts too?"

Ginny's cheeks flushed. In response to Harry's question, she subconsciously pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and said "hmm" with a sound like a mosquito's buzz.

"That's so cool! I wonder which house you'll be sorted into." Harry grinned.

"I guess it has to be Gryffindor."

At this moment, Percy walked down the stairs steadily.

At home, Percy took off his formal attire from school, but still remained neat and orderly.

He was wearing an off-white linen shirt with the sleeves neatly rolled up to his forearms, the collar buttons neatly buttoned, and a familiar prefect badge on his chest.

Although Percy still looked prim at home, he wasn't as serious as he was at school.

After walking down, he went to the empty seat and sat down.

Mrs. Molly also served him a breakfast.

"I think so too. After all, we are all Gryffindors!" Ron nodded.

"So when are we going to do the shopping?" said Harry.

"There's no rush for this. We can talk about it later." Dylan shook his head slightly.

"Otherwise, go ask Hermione. If she has time, we can meet during the holidays."

"Good idea!" Ron nodded repeatedly.

During the day, a few of them strolled around the Burrow.

The twins are vying for the chance to ride the broomstick again.

Ron and Harry also followed behind them and had a lot of fun.

Dylan also relaxed with them for a while, then returned to the Burrow and started reading.

after eating.

Dylan and Harry sat in the living room with Ron, drinking tea.

The living room of the Burrow was small, and even with only the three of them sitting there, it still felt crowded.

The place where they were sitting was dyed with a layer of warm yellow afterglow by the setting sun, and the aroma of food lingered on the tip of their noses, mixed with the fragrance of tea, making people want to relax and feel comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a "fluttering" sound of wings.

Everyone looked up and saw an owl with dull and messy feathers and a crooked flight path flying unsteadily in from the half-open window.

"It's Errol!"

Errol dragged his tired body and flew straight towards the table in front of Dylan.

Then, with a loud "bang", it fell heavily on the table, causing a few drops of tea in the cup to spill out.

Ron quickly held the old dragon owl in his arms.

"Errol, don't break yourself apart."

Ron rubbed the owl in his arms, then gently took off the letter tied to its leg.

"It's a reply from Hermione." Ron opened the letter, glanced at it, and said to the two of them.

"What did she say?" Dylan and Harry both looked at Ron.

Ron's face didn't look very good.

"She scolded me!"

"what?"

Harry was stunned.

Dylan had expected this and couldn't help but smile.

"She's not scolding you for only inviting Harry and me to your house, is she?"

"how do you know?"

Ron blinked, placed the letter on the tray table, and pushed it towards the two of them.

"Look, the words she said to me were really nasty! It's not like I didn't think about inviting her, but this isn't really appropriate, is it?" Ron grumbled.

Dylan nodded. "You're right. It's indeed not appropriate."

He stretched out a finger, gently pulled the letter over, and took a quick look at it.

The letter began with a harsh condemnation of Ron.

Not even just for Ron, but for Dylan and Harry as well.

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Reply to the two unreliable guys, and Dylan who is unreliable along with the unreliable guys:
First of all, Ron, you are really too much! For such a long time, you and Harry and Dylan have been playing together every day, and you didn't even invite me?

I still consider you my best friends!

I almost finished my homework over the holidays, so I researched some new magic and wanted to share it with you, but you just left me out like this!
And Harry, Dylan, you two are such scoundrels! How could you and Ron keep this secret from me? Especially Dylan! You didn't even write me a single letter during your holidays!

Well, Ron has already told me about your situation in the letter. Given the special circumstances, I won't hold you accountable anymore.

Hey, you know what? I was practicing magic yesterday and I accidentally turned my mom's dinner plate into a sneezing toad—and they got really scared!

Are you guys doing well at Ron's house now? To be honest, I'm a little uncomfortable after not seeing you for so long.

I have also received the Hogwarts school opening notice. Your suggestion is very good. You finally thought of me - that's exactly what I wanted!

So, when should we go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks? How about the week after next? Or maybe Friday?

——You don’t need to reply anymore, you can just come directly. This owl is too old, and I really can’t bear to ask you to ask it to fly over here again.

Promise me you won't torture this poor old messenger, okay? So—see you in Diagon Alley!
Hermione.

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After reading the letter, Dylan couldn't help laughing.

Harry also blinked and looked up at the two of them: "Hermione said that we should go to Diagon Alley together on the Friday after next. Shall we go?"

Dylan shrugged. "Let's go. It's nothing to do anyway. Besides, Errol is getting a bit old. Hermione won't let us reply, so we can't just stand him up."

"And I don't have any pigeons to release at home," said Ron.

"...I know." Dylan's mouth twitched.

Ron took the letter again, read it again, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Wait! What do I see?"

Harry was puzzled. "What?"

"It's homework!" Ron's eyes bulged. "Hermione said she's almost finished all her homework?"

"Merlin's pants! There's still more than half a month left before school starts!"

Dylan recalled that during the daytime these days, Ron and Harry had basically been playing around with the twins.

He would sometimes participate, but most of the time, he would read alone in the house.

But in short, he had never seen Ron and Harry doing homework.

He blinked and asked tentatively, "Don't tell me you haven't even finished a single word of homework."

Harry scratched his head sheepishly. "I couldn't do my homework before, but now..."

"Don't feel like doing homework anymore, huh?" Dylan raised an eyebrow.

Harry lowered his head even lower.

Ron put his hands on his hips and said, "Holidays are for fun! Dylan, don't tell me you've finished your homework!"

Harry poked Ron's leg and whispered a reminder -

"Hermione said before that Dylan doesn't have any homework."

Ron's expression froze.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sound of something breaking in his heart.

"Is this appropriate? Huh? They have so much homework, why doesn't Dylan have any?"

Dylan seemed to have heard Ron's defense break, and waved his hand and smiled.

"Like you said, there's still more than half a month left. If you start now, you should be able to finish your homework before the holiday ends."

Ron looked unhappy.

Harry didn't really want to start his homework now.

——The time at the Weasley house was so happy.

You can play around with your good friends and be taken care of by gentle elders.

Even when sleeping, you can sleep in the same bed with your best friend!
Judging from the expressions of the two men, Dylan probably knew what they were thinking.

Shaking his head, Dylan stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk to see if there are any rare plants around. You can discuss with Madam Molly the date to go to Diagon Alley."

Leave the Burrow.

Dylan began searching the surrounding mountains and fields.

——The Weasley family's home is quite remote, and they even fenced off a piece of hill for their children to play on.

Muggles were completely unaware that there was a mountain here, and anyone who got close would involuntarily deviate in the other direction.

Dylan rode his Nimbus 2000, flying around the hills.

He caught a lot of small creatures, such as cockroaches, crickets, ants, etc.

He caught all these little creatures and put them into his pet space suitcase.

During the summer vacation, although it is possible to cause trouble for other dark wizards, using them to complete the task of practicing the Unforgivable Curses is, firstly, too troublesome, and secondly, not absolutely safe.

So Dylan planned to catch more small bugs to see if he could use them to complete the Unforgivable Curse refinement task.

Dylan thought it should be possible.

After all, you can use the eight-eyed giant spider to brush it.

These little bugs are still bugs, so there should be nothing wrong with them.

"Other bugs reproduce too slowly, but cockroaches reproduce very quickly, so we can catch more."

Dylan recently started a refinement mission for an Unforgivable Curse, but found that completing it was no longer possible to simply deal with the same target.

If Dylan only relied on the dark wizards to accomplish his goal, even killing all the surrounding wizards might not be enough.

Even going back to the Forbidden Forest to kill the Acromantula would be too much trouble.

Although there are a large number of giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest, due to restrictions, the population is not endless. If they are wiped out by Dylan now, they will definitely be on the verge of extinction.

So Dylan still gave the task of completing the spell refinement to the smaller creature.

——For example, cockroaches.

These little guys are independent, tenacious, numerous, and reproduce very quickly.

And it’s quite big.

It is much larger than mites and is more in line with the system's killing requirements.

"You can also catch some of those big-bellied black spiders and keep them. Although they don't reproduce as frequently as cockroaches, they can still reproduce in large numbers. They can produce a bunch in their lifetime."

I recalled what I saw in a video in my previous life - a man killed a big black spider with a shovel, and it was like an explosion, with a dense group of small black spiders bursting out.

Dylan caught some more spiders of different kinds before calling it a day.

(End of this chapter)