Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 136 I became death, I heard the burning carnival! My pilgrimage began!

The pale moon hung high above the black velvet night sky, and silver-blue mist floated in the forest.

The scent of rotten oak and moss, mixed with the damp chill of the night dew, condensed into tiny water droplets on Dylan's cloak.

The unicorn's snow-white mane shone with a snow-white luster in the moonlight, its slender neck drooped slightly, and its front hooves were unconsciously crushing a pine cone - crack, crack, the shattering sound was particularly clear in the silence.

"If you want to learn the language of unicorns, you have to extract the soul of another unicorn and refine it, but this is not cost-effective at all."

The full moon is about to arrive, and the moonlight shines through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, casting patches of silver-white light on the open space in the forbidden forest.

Dylan stepped on a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, and his leather boots crushed over a clump of dead ferns, and the sour smell of humus suddenly rose.

The man and the beast stared at each other with big eyes.

Just after Dylan found this guy, he hummed for a while, as if explaining something to Dylan.

But he couldn't directly understand the unicorn's language, so - he didn't understand what the other party was humming at all.

"Instead of extracting the unicorn's soul and refining it alive just to learn its language, I might as well capture a few more unicorns, keep them in captivity, and bleed them every day."

They'll be cursed anyway.

I have to say, unicorns are indeed quite perceptive creatures.

While Dylan was thinking, as if sensing what he was thinking, the unicorn's mane stood up slightly, its body trembled violently, and its silver mane swung like a waterfall.

"Lü~!"

The unicorn pawed the ground restlessly with its front hooves. It raised its head, narrowed its eyes slightly, and glanced at Dylan, as if questioning what Dylan was thinking.

In the distance, a night owl cried, startling a few dead leaves, which swirled and swept through the stagnant air between them.

Dylan came back to his senses and chuckled, a smile that could be described as pure and innocent.

"I was just thinking, your tribe is hiding every day, afraid of being caught by some dark wizard, and then being killed like last time. I happen to have a space, which may evolve into a real small world in the future. You might as well come and live in my space."

The unicorn snorted, and two streams of white mist suddenly spurted out of its nostrils. Its hind hooves plowed deep furrows in the pine needle-covered ground.

How can this human understand what it is saying now?

As for the small world...

The unicorn blinked and looked at Dylan suspiciously.

Could it be that this guy wants to capture the entire family and bleed them every day?
"Lü! Lü!"

The unicorn seemed a little thinner now than before, but he didn't know if it was Dylan's illusion.

"Tsk, if I could make a unicorn my pet, I would be able to use telepathy to understand what it's saying."

However, he had tried many methods, but he had never been able to obtain the scroll or something like that to contract a pet.

"Do you want me to cast the Imperius Curse directly on the unicorn?"

However, the unicorn itself is an extremely pure and powerful magical creature. Not only does it have natural magical defense capabilities like the dragon, but its resistance to evil magic is even stronger than that of the dragon!
Its purity and magical properties made it difficult for Dylan to fully control it using the Imperius Curse.

——Otherwise, Quirrell would not have killed the other person directly.

Of course, at that time, Voldemort wanted to restore his strength and maintain his life, so the unicorn blood he drank would naturally be contaminated with the power of the curse.

Moreover, the requirements for using the Imperius Curse are not low. Voldemort was too weak at that time, so it was completely reasonable that he did not use the Imperius Curse directly on the unicorn.

But - who knew that Voldemort hadn't tried to control unicorns using the Imperius Curse?

Dylan was worried that if his Imperius Curse was ineffective against the unicorn, he would lose all chances of legally bleeding the unicorn.

The two immediately turned against each other.

——He also wanted to see if he could lure the unicorn tribe into his suitcase in the future.

Therefore, Dylan tried to use the Imperius Curse on a hundred eight-eyed giant spiders to extract their souls, in order to try to trigger the pet contract reward of the achievement system.

He is also reluctant to use Soul Steal on unicorns.

If you fail once, there will be endless troubles!
By then, Dylan will have completely cut off his access to large quantities of unicorn blood in a short period of time, and it will be difficult for him to have another chance.

——He couldn't suppress Voldemort, find another group of unicorns, and then catch a lone unicorn and let Voldemort attack it.

He appears again and acts as a hero to save the beast, right?

That’s not how acting works.

Not to mention that Voldemort could act with him?

"Maybe in the future." Dylan touched his chin.

But that's too far away. By that time, Dylan will definitely have more means and ways to obtain materials from the unicorn.

"law?"

Seeing that Dylan stopped talking, the unicorn in front of him tilted its head and looked at him, raising a hoof, as if asking - are you going to bleed or not?
Dylan shook his head, put all his chaotic thoughts behind him, and began to take out props from the space.

Disinfectant, iodine, cotton swabs, needles, and a——

"law?!"

The unicorn watched as Dylan pulled out a giant syringe as thick as an arm from a backpack.

The hoof, which had been raised gracefully and swaying leisurely, suddenly stopped and stomped heavily on the ground.

"Oh!"

The unicorn opened its eyes wide, and its clear pupils shrank rapidly. It looked at the syringe, then at Dylan, its face full of fear and confusion.

Dylan coughed twice and quickly assembled the syringe with skillful techniques.

——He was used to drawing blood from Norbeta.

Norbeta is now thick-skinned and strong, although he is still in the juvenile stage, after all, he is less than one year old. However, even if he wants to draw blood from the other party, he even has to cast a spell on the syringe before he can barely insert it.

"Don't be fooled by the size of the needle. It's only a tiny amount. It won't draw much blood from you."

Dylan smiled and walked towards the unicorn step by step.

"Look, I don't know what happened to you two. We haven't seen each other for so long. But you promised me to draw blood every once in a while. How long has it been?"

"Total, this small syringe is not enough, but I feel sorry for you. You seem to have lost weight, so I only took this one syringe—"

"No way, no way, there's no way a pure, holy, loyal, kind, mysterious, and noble unicorn would just default on its savior and cheat on them, right?"

Dylan held the terrifyingly thick syringe steadily in both hands, while the unicorn retreated repeatedly, trying to distance itself from Dylan.

However, after hearing what Dylan said, the unicorn's eyes widened with confusion. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stood still, and slowly raised a hoof towards Dylan.

But just as it was lifted up, it quickly put it down again, turned around slowly and reluctantly, stuck its butt towards Dylan, and lifted its hindquarters slightly.

That little look was filled with helplessness and a hint of humiliation.

Seeing that Dylan didn't make a move, it raised its hind legs, as if to signal, urging Dylan to take action quickly.

Dylan looked at the other party's submissive look and couldn't help but chuckle. He walked behind the unicorn and put the large syringe in his hand into the space.
Then, out of the unicorn's sight, he took out a small syringe and gently held the unicorn's slightly trembling hind hoof.

The needle tip pierced into the unicorn, and the unicorn subconsciously tensed its body.

But the expected stinging pain did not come, and the human seemed to put its hoof down again quickly.

The unicorn turned its head in confusion and saw that the syringe in Dylan's hand had been replaced with a very delicate one, not the big syringe that could scare the beast to faint with just one glance.

Dylan waved his wand, and a soft blue light flowed out from the tip of his wand, soothing the unicorn's wound.

"You don't really think I'd draw so much blood from you, do you? I'd be heartbroken if I did."

Dylan shook the already drawn syringe.

The unicorn took a look, and some emotion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by surprise and gratitude.

"law!"

It turned around and rubbed Dylan's shoulder gently.

Feeling the trust coming from the unicorn, Dylan touched the horn on its head.

"Can I shave it off a little bit?"

"law!"

As soon as Dylan finished speaking, the unicorn immediately put its head in front of Dylan.

"Lü! Lü!"

Although he didn't understand, Dylan could roughly understand what the other party meant.

This should be saying - peel! Peel more!
Dylan smiled and took out a knife given to him by Professor Snape.

This knife is used to prepare medicinal materials, but it is extremely sharp - many spells are attached and solidified on it, and the magic power is condensed by array patterns.

This prevents the spell's power from dissipating prematurely—as it did with the spell Dylan cast on the twins' protective amethysts.

He solidified the spell with a permanent sticking spell, and as the magic power disappeared, the power of the spell would naturally lose its effect.

After cutting off a little bit of the unicorn's horn, Dylan carefully placed it and a syringe of blood into the space.

"Yes, this is enough for me to use for a long time. Here, this is for you."

Dylan scattered a handful of pearl grass and crystal carrots, and used a levitation spell to throw them in front of the unicorn so that it wouldn't have to gnaw on the ground.

"Lv~~~~"

The unicorn seemed very happy and ate them one by one.

"Then I'll be leaving. I'll come back next month during the full moon. I'll prepare some better food for you then."

The unicorn nodded, and Dylan returned to the dormitory with satisfaction, carrying his harvest.

"I didn't expect unicorns to be so stupid."

He sold his blood and horns, but only got a few grass and radishes in return, yet he was so grateful to him.

Silent all night.

On Saturday, Dylan got up early.

After dinner, he wrote a letter to his parents and asked Luna to deliver it.

This time he went to Diagon Alley and had no intention of going home again.

After all, Dylan is not sure whether Karsus will be needed to show up and stir up trouble again.

If I suddenly run back home and bring some trouble with me, that would be a problem too.

After all, they were starting from Hogwarts, so after Dylan finished his chores, he went straight to the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room.

Taking out the box of Floo powder from the space, Dylan grabbed a handful and threw it into the fireplace with all his might.

"Diagon Alley!"

As he finished speaking, green flames suddenly shot up.

The firelight flickered and the Floo Network channel was opened.

Dylan stepped into it and was instantly enveloped by green flames.

With the world spinning and the wind whistling past his ears, Dylan felt his feet had landed firmly on the ground.

Perhaps it was because he had mastered Voldemort's Flying Spell, or perhaps it was because he had experienced several Apparitions and used Floo powder to cross space, Dylan did not feel the slightest discomfort.

After all, it was a rare opportunity to come to Diagon Alley, so Dylan did not go to Gringotts first, but bought a lot of things in various stores.

Especially pet food.

——Nobeta has been eating more and more recently.

It has far exceeded Coal Ball's appetite.

However, Dylan did not spend too much. After all, after exchanging the money, he still had to activate the new abilities of the suitcase, including expanding the space of the suitcase.

It's all money.

Although it was already time for school to start, Diagon Alley was still bustling with shops lined up one after another and wizards in all kinds of strange costumes walking around.

Dylan didn't meet any patrolling Aurors along the way, and he didn't know if it was because the Ministry of Magic had given up searching for Karsus here.

In short, Dylan didn't bother to care. No matter how they investigated, they would not be able to find anything on him.

Passing by Honeydukes Candy Store, the sweet aroma wafted in the air, but Dylan didn't look at it. He just glanced at the Philolin Ice Cream Shop, and then hurriedly walked straight towards Gringotts.

Soon, as they approached Gringotts, Dylan saw the white marble building at a glance.

Walking into Gringotts, the crisp sound of account books colliding with gold coins could be heard. Many goblins were busy shuttling behind the counter. Dylan suppressed the urge to cast fifty Imperius Curses.

"Are you here to exchange money again?" a shrill voice sounded.

Dylan looked forward and saw a thin goblin walking quickly from behind the counter, slightly raising his head and staring straight at Dylan.

Dylan smiled slightly and said, "Yes."

The fairy frowned. "Do you know that every time I change your money, it takes me a long time to deal with it?"

Dylan blinked and responded sincerely, "I don't know."

Skinny goblin: "..."

It was a little dark in Gringotts, and Dylan walked with the skinny goblin to the counter nearby.

"How many Galleons do you want to exchange this time?"

"About 500,000 Galleons."

"what?!"

The goblin's eyes widened instantly, and the harshness and disgust on her face were replaced by shock: "How much did you say?"

Dylan pulled a large wooden box out of the space and placed it on the counter with a bang.

"There are about 2.3 million pounds here. I will only exchange 2.3 million. The rest will be considered as a reward for your hard work in counting." Dylan said with a smile.

The goblin's face showed dissatisfaction for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Oh my, how can I say this? You're so polite!"

The skinny goblin's voice suddenly rose an octave, his pointed ears flushed with excitement, and the arc of his grin almost tore through his wrinkled face, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth.

Its dry branch-like fingers convulsively grasped the cash box, and it quickly dragged the box in front of itself. It opened the lid and saw a stack of paper pounds neatly stacked inside. A quick glance revealed that it was definitely tens of thousands more than 2.3 million!
This made the smile on its face even more flattering.

"It's rare to find such a straightforward guest like you. However, I must remind you that Gringotts has recently been discussing whether to remove the British pound from the currency exchange category for Galleons. Some goblins believe that Muggle currency is still too cheap."

Dylan raised an eyebrow. "I'm guessing the British pound won't be eliminated, but the exchange rate for Galleons will be even lower, right? Like, one to six? Or even more exaggerated?"

The skinny goblin was startled, the fake smile on his face froze slightly, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. Instead, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellowed fangs: "Hehe, but this time I will still exchange with you according to the original ratio."

Dylan chuckled: "Then I really thank you."

Even if the goblins were discussing whether to redefine and re-arrange the exchange rate between Muggle currency and Galleons, it was only in the discussion stage, or perhaps even just a proposal stage.

It is still uncertain whether this idea can be implemented in the end.

——After all, fairies are very proud creatures.

Looking down on Muggles is their normal life.

Even if there are fairies who think that exchanging a large amount of human currency for Galleons might be a loss-making thing.

However, most fairies would never think in this way.

They have all been set to an exchange rate of one to five, and it’s only those stupid Muggles who can do it!
That's why Dylan felt that raising the value of one Galleon to exchange for more British pounds might not necessarily be possible, and even if it could be achieved, it would definitely not be implemented now.

But the skinny goblin in front of him was really good at selling his skills. He didn't do anything, but just wanted to do him a favor.

However, Dylan had no intention of mocking it. In fact, there were actually 2.32 million pounds in the box.

This meant that Dylan had given the goblin a tip of twenty thousand pounds—four thousand Galleons!

It wasn't that Dylan was wealthy, but when exchanging money with a fairy, a certain handling fee would be deducted, especially for a large transaction like his.

Therefore, if he wanted to convert the 2.3 million pounds into Galleons, he would normally have to directly deduct a handling fee of about 6,000 Galleons, which is 30,000 pounds.

But last time Dylan discovered a new bug.

Every goblin in Gringotts is eligible for fee-free services, but they usually only use this qualification for big customers.

This is not because they don't want to earn commissions from big clients.

It's because big customers usually give them a hefty tip.

The handling fee will be confiscated directly, but the tip can indeed be put into the pocket.

Which is more important? Which fairy can’t tell the difference?

So after discovering this, Dylan basically didn't pay any handling fees when he came to exchange money recently.

——He would directly give the fairy a tip that was lower than the handling fee, but not too excessive.

Fairies usually accept it with pleasure.

Unless they are no longer eligible for fee waivers that month.

In fact, this also means that the more people who tip, the more willing they are to serve them and waive their fees.

Therefore, Dylan had previously looked for some small elves whose positions were not particularly high, but who were also eligible for exemption from handling fees.

In the end, they changed a few and found the one that suited Dylan's taste the most, which was the skinny goblin in front of him.

——This appetite refers to Dylan’s personality.

Moreover, within Gringotts, its position was neither high nor low, neither up nor down, neither accomplished nor accomplished, and it was impossible to climb up, but it was not too ordinary either.

Big clients don't like it.

It can't attract big customers.

Just what Dylan needs.

The light in Gringotts was not very bright.

The skinny goblin stretched out his bony, knuckle-jointed fingers and began to eagerly count the pile of pounds in front of him.

His movements were skillful, and he had no desire for work at all. Instead, he was full of enthusiasm for wealth.

Stacks of British pounds tumbled through its hands.

Soon, the other party completed the calculation and said in a shrill voice, "No problem, the amount of Galleons is sufficient. As a thank you for your generosity, I am willing to waive the handling fee for you this time."

Dylan nodded slightly. "Thank you very much. I'll come to you to exchange money next time."

The skinny goblin put on a fake smile and calmly separated a small amount of pounds from the box. Then in the blink of an eye, those pounds disappeared.

"But you'll have to wait a moment. The money has to be taken from the treasury."

Dylan smiled and nodded: "Of course, I'll wait for you here."

The skinny goblin turned around, and the box floated behind it, walking with it into the depths of Gringotts.

Looking at its back, Dylan narrowed his eyes.

Like house-elves, goblins also have a special ability - wandless magic.

That is, fairy magic.

However, unlike house-elves, goblins do not need to perform any movements to cast spells.

On the contrary, even if house-elves can cast spells without a wand, they usually need to use simple movements, such as snapping their fingers or raising their arms, to assist in casting spells.

Moreover, the magic of house-elves is mostly used in daily life, while the magic of goblins is more inclined towards forging and processing.

Metal products made from them usually have strong magical properties.

——For example, the Sword of Gryffindor.

"I really want to catch a few goblins and stuff them in my suitcase."

Ever since Dylan got the suitcase, he always felt the urge to catch any creature he encountered and study it.

Dylan didn't have to wait too long. The goblin hurried back, holding a heavy purse tightly in his hand.

When it handed it to Dylan, there was a hint of greed in its eyes that was completely unconcealable.

"This is Gringotts's purse."

"Of course I know that."

Dylan took the purse and pretended to pour the galleons into the bag on his waist. While the goblin was staring at the bag, he secretly and silently put all the galleons into the inventory that only he could control.

There are nearly 500,000 Galleons, and it will take half a day to transfer them all.

Finally, after clearing out all the Galleons, Dylan returned the empty purse to the skinny goblin.

"Thank you, I will come again next time."

“Very welcome.”

The skinny goblin smirked as he sent Dylan away.

Dylan also put on a fake smile and left with Garlon, satisfied.

Leaving Gringotts, Dylan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I've been here a few times, and I've always been able to spot the gate. Quirrell and the others were able to attack Gringotts, so why can't I?"

However, he did not intend to take direct action against Gringotts now.

On the contrary, it was a great honor to come out.

He wanted to go to Knockturn Alley first and ask those kind dark wizards to borrow some Galleons.

As Dylan approached Knockturn Alley, the light around him grew dimmer.

Dylan's figure also disappeared in a corner where no one noticed.

Until the image of Karsus appeared.

Dylan wore a hood and high heels, exuding a powerful aura.

As soon as he stepped into Knockturn Alley, Dylan saw a dark wizard sneakily trying to attack another unsuspecting person.

Seeing this, Dylan smiled from the heart.

"Isn't this a living thing?"

Dylan raised his arms.

"Imperio!"

A red light shot out rapidly from the tip of his wand and hit the dark wizard accurately.

The latter's body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes, which were originally filled with malice, became empty in an instant. Then he began to throw all the valuable items on his body, such as purse, wand, pendant, etc., to the ground.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Dylan.

Dylan walked over with a smile, his black robe billowing gracefully with his steps.

When passing by the pile of items, there was only a slight rustling sound, and those things disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I saved you, won't you say thank you?" At this time, Dylan turned his head and looked at the dumbfounded wizard beside him.

“==(●●|||)Thank you, thank you…” The wizard was stunned and said quickly.

"It's too late, you rude fellow. You too will become my slave and listen to the way out for the lost."

Dylan raised his wand.

"No, no, wait!"

"Imperio!"

The wizard's terrified expression froze in an instant. He struggled for a moment, but eventually became empty and lifeless.

Like the dark wizard beside him, he took off all his valuables and placed them on the ground. He then prostrated himself and kowtowed to Dylan.

Dylan's sudden action stunned the dark wizards who were lurking in the dark and ready to rob others at any time.

"Who... who is he? How dare he use the Unforgivable Curse in the street?!"

"Karsus, he's Karsus!! Damn it, why is this guy here again?"

"How could his Imperius Curse be so powerful? He used it right in front of them, and those two men didn't even have the slightest chance to resist!"

"Why does he always come to Knockturn Alley to commit crimes? Why doesn't he go to Diagon Alley? Is it easy for me to stay here for half a day? I haven't caught a single good sheep yet, and those Aurors are coming again! They just left!"

"You're crazy—shh! If you dare to talk like that, be careful or he'll suck your soul out!"

"Wait, he's looking at us! Run!!"

The dark wizard hiding in the shadows noticed Dylan's gaze and was so scared that he almost jumped up.

Dylan raised the wand in his hand slightly, and a low and hoarse voice came out.

"Sectumsempra!"

In an instant, fifty sharp blades flashing with cold light shot out from his body like a rain of pear blossoms.

Wherever he passed, the dark corners were instantly illuminated, and the dark wizards hiding in them screamed. They were forced to have nowhere to hide by Dylan's spell and rolled out from every corner in a panic.

"Oh my god! Why did he hit us?!"

"Imperio!"

Another fifty soul-stealing arrows flew out.

The screams of the dark wizards also stopped abruptly.

Then, everyone walked towards Dylan silently, piling everything in front of him: money bags, magic items, corpse entrails, and the remains of magical creatures...

The more things pile up, the weirder they become.

Under the mask, Dylan's mouth twitched.

He swung the hem of his robe suddenly and put the purses and more useful magic items into the inventory space.

Then, a fierce black flame suddenly burned up.

The internal organs and limbs that had almost lost their magic power and value were all burned to ashes.

The dark wizards also fell down in a row, and a group of them knelt down in an orderly manner, their knees hitting the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Dylan looked down at the group of dark wizards kneeling on the ground in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, he felt that he should say something.

Raising his head slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes beneath the hood, Dylan spoke slowly.

"Remember, you, originally wandering in darkness, are still blindly pursuing wealth and power. I, Karsus, will be the master who breaks all this!"

Translation: Hand over all the money you earned from cheating on each other! I want to cheat on each other!
After a pause, Dylan raised a hand.

——He felt that after reading the childish lines twice, he seemed to be familiar with them, and he even felt that he was enjoying it.

It's getting better, it's getting better!

With his fingers spread out, Dylan seemed to want to hold the whole world.

"The order of this world is rotten. The power of the strong is bound by cowardice, and the struggles of the weak are ignored. But here I am."

"I, Karthus, Death itself, Supreme Arbiter of Shadows."

Dylan suddenly stretched out his arms, and his black robe fluttered in the wind.

——He cast a whirlwind spell calmly.

"huhu"

The wind blows.

"In my eyes, your lives are as fragile as those of ants, but today, you are fortunate enough to be watched by me. Everything you have will become the cornerstone of my efforts to reshape the world!"

"I have become death, I hear the burning carnival! Money is the bargaining chip of death! Bring them to me!"

"My pilgrimage has begun!"

As Dylan finished speaking.

The dark wizards kneeling in front of him immediately raised their bodies slightly in unison, and then kowtowed hard.

"Fool! Fool! Fool—!"

"Shh!"

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the space of Knockturn Alley.

The next moment, figures flashed out from the distorted space.

They were wearing the same uniform, each of them had a solemn expression and held their wands tightly in their hands.

But when they appeared one after another and almost occupied half of Knockturn Alley, they saw a strange scene.

A group of dark wizards knelt in front of a hooded figure, surrounded by piles of gold, silver, treasures and magical items, emitting rays of light on the ground.

Combined with the already eerie atmosphere of Knockturn Alley, it feels like a cult meeting in progress.

Dylan glanced sideways and saw the Auror coming. He wanted to rob them as well.

However, when he saw that they were completely empty-handed, seemingly carrying nothing but their wands, he frowned slightly.

"Aurors shouldn't be so poor."

Dylan slowly turned his head, his eyes under the hood cold and with a hint of teasing, sweeping over the Aurors who were facing a serious enemy.

Then, he turned around slowly and walked forward with steady steps.

At this moment, the dark wizards kneeling at his feet stood up suddenly as if they had received some kind of instructions.

A ferocious fire burned in his originally empty eyes, and a low roar came out of his mouth. He rushed towards the Aurors frantically with his body.

These dark wizards controlled by the Imperius Curse have no fear and completely disregard their own safety.

Waving the wand in his hand, black spells rained down on the Auror.

"Damn it, it happens again!"

The Aurors had to fight back.

Dylan walked further and further away in the chaotic fighting.

At the same time, as he passed by the piles of gold and silver, his black robe rolled in the wind like an invisible vortex.

In the blink of an eye, all the gold and silver seemed to be swallowed by the darkness and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the empty ground.

Anything that is too disgusting and useless will be burned directly by the fierce fire.

While fending off the attacks of the dark wizards, the Aurors tried to devote their attention to chasing Dylan, but the chaotic scene made it difficult for them to do so.

"Don't let him get away this time!"

An Auror shouted, but was forced back by a dark wizard's spell.

"How come these guys suddenly become so powerful?"

"Wait, it's that guy from before who's controlling them to cast the spell!"

"What? How did he get to this point?!"

Dylan's figure gradually blurred in the chaos and darkness, leaving only a mysterious and chilling back, disappearing into the deep shadows of Knockturn Alley.

(End of this chapter)