Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 149 Only children make choices, I want them all!
"Everyone, I have to say this here - Happy Valentine's Day!!"

The heart-shaped bow tie around Lockhart's neck shone like corpse wax in the magic candlelight. His words echoed loudly throughout the hall, and the tail sound collided and echoed between the stone pillars, awakening the reliefs embedded in the wall.

Dylan looked at him and really didn't know how this guy had the courage to wear such bright clothes.

With this kind of psychological endurance, even if Voldemort wanted to take his soul and parasitize on him, it would not be easy.

If it wasn't Quirrell who taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last year, but this Lockhart.

Maybe there won't be so many troubles.

-By the way, if Voldemort really parasitized Lockhart, could he tolerate his narcissism?

Dylan suddenly found this idea quite interesting.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were forcibly dragged to the front of the teachers' seat by Lockhart.

It was not easy for the two of them to just give Lockhart the cold shoulder - they were not Severus.

Moreover, facing the gazes of students from the four major colleges, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick could only force themselves to smile stiffly.

The smile was quite forced - eyebrows slightly wrinkled, eyelids raised, nostrils expanded, and corners of the mouth pulled down into a thin line.

Compared to the "cooperation" between the two, Professor Snape was much more straightforward.

He didn't even stand up, and remained seated, his brows furrowed in a frown, forming deep furrows in his features, and his aura was frighteningly cold.

——It’s a bit like the look Professor Snape showed when Dylan accidentally added the shrinking potion into the crucible instead of the aging potion last time.

Of course, Dylan believed that Professor Snape's dislike for Lockhart was obviously countless times greater.

This little look made Dylan feel that Lockhart might be the most hopeless idiot Professor Snape had ever seen in his life.

"So far, forty-six people have sent me greeting cards. I would like to express my gratitude to them all! I have specially decorated the auditorium for this occasion. I hope my arrangements will surprise everyone!"

Lockhart suddenly waved his hands, raised his arms high, and clapped softly.

"Next, let's bring out the friendly little Cupid with a greeting card!"

As Lockhart finished speaking, several doors at the back of the hall slowly opened, and twelve dwarfs walked out, but each of them had a rather gloomy expression.

These dwarfs were covered in white cloth, had golden wings on their backs, and were carrying a harp on their backs - it looked like they were about to be crushed.

Dylan glanced at it and quickly looked away.

After just a quick look, he already felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes.

"Give me a round of applause, everyone! They're holding an event at school today, handing out Valentine's Day cards to everyone here! Colleagues, I'm sure you'll be eager to join in!"

"First of all, why don't you try asking Professor Snape to teach you how to make a love potion?"

Dylan bared his teeth, looked at Lockhart standing in front of the teacher's seat, and then glanced at Professor Snape sitting in his seat.

"...Are you really not afraid of death?"

Dylan clearly felt that Professor Snape's expression was much gloomier than before!

Dylan didn't know whether anyone would ask Professor Snape.

But he knew that if anyone really dared to ask, there was a 99% chance that they would be caught by Professor Snape and refined in an instant!

Until it becomes a pool of potion in the crucible!
There is also a 1% chance that Professor Snape will directly throw an Avada at you and eat the big melon.

And if you try to eat the big melon, you will definitely die.

"Hoohoho~"

Lockhart laughed heartily, and then said something which he thought was humorous.

"Perhaps you think Professor Snape would be difficult to get along with. In that case, you could also seek out Professor Flitwick and learn psychedelic magic from him."

"——I believe there is no other wizard who is better at this than him!"

"What a cunning old fellow~ho ho ho~"

Professor Flitwick closed his eyes slightly, a little afraid to face what was happening before him.

Listening to Lockhart's slightly unruly laughter, his head, which had been held high for most of his life, gradually drooped.

Vaguely.

Dylan even felt that he saw two words on the swirl above Professor Flitwick's head - "It's over"!
The other professors present all looked very bad.

Only Professor Dumbledore sat there calmly, as if he was not affected at all by Lockhart's words.

——I forgot that this guy is also a “naughty boy”.

He looked like he was just watching the fun and not afraid of the big deal.

Dylan even suspected that Dumbledore might still be waiting to see if any professor would actually do what Lockhart said.

Almost no one had a good breakfast.

They all finished their meal in a hurry, left the auditorium in a hurry, and went straight to their respective classrooms.

——There has never been a moment when students want to start studying as soon as possible.

However, they must be disappointed.

Those arranged by Lockhart to cosplay Cupid actually looked like deformed dwarfs who had just crawled out of a stinky ditch.

Even when the students were in class, they were not spared.

From time to time, I would go in and out of their classroom.

It seemed like they had endless greeting cards in their hands. Not only would they force them into every student's hands, but they would also occasionally open their hoarse voices and recite the contents of the cards aloud.

——Sometimes there is even singing.

—with their harps.

Almost all students suffered terribly.

He managed to survive the entire morning with the devil's sound filling his ears.

The professors teaching the class were also very dissatisfied, but they didn't want to take direct action against the dwarfs.

Dylan naturally would not expose himself in front of the professors, so after the dwarf entered and exited the classroom for the first time, he simply turned the classroom door into an iron door that ten people could hardly shake.

Not to mention the Hufflepuffs who attended classes with them in the first half of the morning, even in the second half of the morning, after those Slytherins ran into the classroom and saw what Dylan did, they all looked like they wanted to call Dylan their biological father.

After lunch, not many people chose to stay in the cafeteria, and they all ran back to the classroom.

——Although those dwarfs will run around everywhere, at least there are so many of them in the classroom, and you may not necessarily bump into them directly!

Before the Charms class started.

After Dylan waited until everyone was present, he pointed at the door again.

"Vera Verto!"

The classroom door suddenly became much heavier.

"when!"

At this moment, there was a knocking sound from the front door of the classroom. It seemed that something wanted to enter the classroom, but was blocked outside by the iron door that suddenly appeared.

Professor Flitwick was standing on the podium just now and had already noticed the dwarf outside with his sharp eyes.

Dylan suddenly changed the iron gate and blocked the dwarf, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Dylan smiled and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to use the Transfiguration spell in your class. I hope you can forgive me."

Professor Flitwick quickly waved his hands. "How could that be? I mean, you're doing very well! You can use spells whenever you need to!"

The smile on Professor Flitwick's face didn't seem fake.

He raised his hand and almost opened his mouth to give Gryffindor ten points.

But if you think about it more carefully, giving Gryffindor extra points just for this kind of thing is obviously not a very legitimate reason.

Professor Flitwick suppressed his thoughts again.

"I wonder if any of you have sent a card to your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. If so, you can apply to go outside first and listen to Professor Lockhart's Valentine's Day letter to you before coming back."

"No? That's perfect. Just leave this iron gate here and don't touch it."

It would be bad if the dwarfs outside took the opportunity to break in.

Professor Flitwick looked around the room. Seeing no one raised their hands, and no one answered, he nodded with satisfaction. "Now, then, let's get started on our lesson today!"

While flipping through the book, Neville, who was sitting next to Dylan, tried hard to hide the joy on his face and gave Dylan a thumbs up.

"As expected of you!"

Dylan smiled slightly, opened the textbook, and took out his notebook.

While Professor Flitwick was lecturing, he could review the notes he had taken previously.

Time flies, and April arrives without Hermione.

During this period, nothing major happened in the school.

Dylan also received a letter from Gringotts.

It tells him that he can go there when he is free and hand over the property information in person. Finally, the goblins will erase their memories themselves.

But Dylan didn't have much time to do this.

He had to learn new knowledge again - there were so many books in the library that he could never finish reading them no matter how hard he tried.

At the same time, it is necessary to analyze the existing spells at various levels and conduct in-depth research on the relationship between spells.

He also cannot neglect the research on potions.

He also wants to use experimental subjects to try out some of his new spell ideas.

It seems that because he has learned a lot of new knowledge, combined with his previous accumulation, his recent inspiration has almost exploded.

This also accelerated his progress in researching various types of magic.

——Inspiration waits for no one and is almost fleeting.

Dylan could only record it first.

However, sometimes, once I start writing about an idea on a certain aspect, I can hardly stop.

This part also took up a lot of Dylan's time.

Therefore, he planned to postpone the property inspection until summer vacation.

——Anyway, the house is there, and as long as he doesn’t inspect it, the old witch will not be able to take out his commission.

Dylan was not afraid that after paying the money, the old witch would leave him alone.

The magic contract is clearly there.

"It's been really quiet lately, Dylan. Do you think the guy who opened the secret room might have gotten away?"

Neville asked Dylan one day after class as he followed him to the restaurant.

Dylan just smiled and said nothing. After being asked so many questions, he just dealt with Neville casually.

——Now, even when he is walking, some things will pop up in his mind from time to time. He really doesn’t have much time to chat with others.

Neville naturally knew that Dylan had been very busy recently - even eating was in a hurry.

Therefore, he usually wouldn't take up too much of Dylan's time. At most, he would ask a question like this, which he couldn't help but do.

Seamus wasn't particularly familiar with Dylan, so naturally he didn't communicate with him much.

I don’t know what Harry and Ron are busy with recently. Anyway, they don’t see each other every day, so they won’t bother Dylan at all.

With plenty of time and energy, Dylan has made some breakthroughs and progress in his various magical research areas, even though his mind is distracted by many things.

Dylan even feels that his research is a new direction, even for himself now.

But he felt that perhaps he should still shorten the time he spent on research.

This will give you more time to read.

——Because research is never-ending.

With a new direction, there will be another direction opposite to it.

Dylan has been trying hard to research during this period. Although he has made great progress, he also feels that his current knowledge is not enough to support him to continue research.

He will encounter confusion in many aspects.

Therefore, reading more books, learning more knowledge, enriching himself and strengthening his foundation has become Dylan's main direction at present.

In addition to the above, Dylan even has to set aside some time every day to practice how the Norwegian Ridgeback should fly skillfully.

This is something Dylan can't ignore.

Fortunately, he already had a Norwegian Ridgeback. With Norbeta around, taking him flying every day, Dylan made great progress in his flying skills.

It is worth mentioning that after Norbeta was able to transform into a fire dragon, he became more cheerful and clingy than before - oh no, it should be said that he became a clingy dragon.

Such abundant days continued until the Easter holiday.

First of all, the Quidditch team will use this time to train, and the professors will also assign a lot of homework to the students.

In addition, the campus has been peaceful and there have been no reports of secret rooms or monsters attacking wizards.

Professor Sprout also brought good news. As long as the mandrakes are repotted next time, they will be fully mature.

Once the mandrake is mature, Professor Snape will refine it into a restorative agent, so that no one in the school will have to worry about being petrified by monsters.

At most, they would walk in groups to avoid being eaten by monsters.

However, in the several attacks, there was no case of monsters eating people, and the students of Hogwarts were more or less less afraid of the Chamber of Secrets and the so-called monster.

There are even rumors that the monster might be only the size of a nose, otherwise why wouldn't it come out to eat people?

Ron had revealed to others that they speculated that the monster in the Chamber of Secrets should be a basilisk, but when others asked Harry about it, Harry kept his mouth shut, so the rumor did not spread widely.

This resulted in not many young wizards choosing to go home even though it was vacation time, but instead staying in school.

- Finishing homework and reviewing a whole year's knowledge.

——The final exam is not far away.

In addition, Dylan is now in the second grade and will be promoted to the third grade soon.

This means that these second-year wizards also need to choose elective courses.

As for how to choose, this has troubled many second-grade wizards.

A large group of people were in the common room, looking at the course list with worried looks on their faces, and chattering among themselves. Which course should they choose as their elective?
Almost every little wizard was very nervous.

They are afraid that the courses they choose are not good, and they are also afraid that the courses they choose are too good - which means that the final exams will be very difficult.

They are afraid that they have not chosen the right courses, and they are also afraid that their friends have chosen good courses - this will make them feel very unbalanced.

In this dilemma, most of the second-grade wizards had to use their own skills. Some asked their friends or seniors, while others wrote directly to their families.

At this time, the benefits of having a wizard in the family are reflected.

At least it can give you a general direction when you are confused.

Dylan didn't care much about this.

Because he already had an idea about how to choose elective courses.

That is, only children make choices, so of course he wants them all!
If he had only chosen one or two subjects, he would have had more than enough time to attend classes.

However, Dylan had long been curious about the time-turner.

So he had almost decided in his first grade that he would drop all the elective courses in his third grade.

You should know that if you choose all four elective courses, there will be conflicts in time.

For other students, they naturally don't want to spend so much time studying so many courses.

After all, choosing a course means they must pass the final exam for that course.

But Dylan is different.

One reason why he chose so many courses is that he has the ability to bear the consequences of his course selection.

Secondly... he would have a legitimate reason to apply for a time-turner from Professor McGonagall.

——In fact, Hermione did this in the plot.

Unfortunately, she is still lying in the infirmary.

I wonder if Hermione will collapse when she wakes up and finds that she has missed several months of classes.

In fact, Dylan didn't understand now. It was just a mandrake. The ones in the academy were not mature. Why didn't he just go out and buy a mature one?

In that case, can't I just start brewing the potion directly?
Why do we have to wait for the college to mature?
Dylan had only one guess about this.

That is - he felt that Hogwarts' current financial situation might not be very good.

The tuition fees paid by each student can only support the students' food and accommodation at most, and the larger amount of funds still has to be funded by the board of directors.

The Ministry of Magic might have started to allocate less funding to Hogwarts recently.

Otherwise, how could Hogwarts be so poor that it couldn't even afford a few mandrakes?
At least we should buy a few plants first, brew them into a potion, and then let the people who were attacked recover first, right?
"Also, after being petrified, what form does one take to survive in the world? Or does petrification mean that a person is already dead? Hermione didn't eat for such a long time, but nothing happened when she woke up. Is it because her body was petrified, causing her entire body to be suspended at the moment of petrification?"

A lot of new ideas popped up in Dylan's mind.

He was really interested in this and wanted to find a few test subjects to conduct experiments.

This also made him eager to wait for little Tom to recover his strength so that he could use the basilisk to duel with Harry.

By then, he can directly kill the basilisk and the Horcrux in one fell swoop!
"Dylan, my grandma said that although the elective courses are electives, they are not easy to take. Which courses do you think I should choose?"

Neville stood beside Dylan, holding a pile of letters in his hands, and the worry on his face was no less than that of the other little wizards.

After taking down the top letter, Neville looked at the other letters and then sighed deeply.

"Not only my grandmother, but many of my relatives have sent me a lot of advice. However, many of their suggestions conflict with each other, which makes me feel overwhelmed! Who do you think I should listen to?"

Neville became even more anxious when he saw Dylan drop all four elective courses.

——A relative told him that it would be a good idea to simply drop all the elective courses, which would allow him to experience the wonders of magic throughout the entire school year.

Neville didn't know whether he could feel the wonder of magic.

But he knew that if he dropped all these elective courses like Dylan, he would go crazy first.

"Each of these electives has its own advantages. Once you learn them, no matter what you want to do, these skills will be with you. So, if there's something you're interested in, you can choose it. If you're not interested, there's no need to choose. It's very simple."

Seeing that Neville was so troubled, Dylan gave him some advice.

However, Neville became even more worried after hearing what he said...

"But I'm not interested in any of the courses. I don't really want to learn any of them."

Dylan: (_)
It seems that there is nothing wrong with what he said.

Neville didn't seem to need the skills learned from these elective courses to do any job - he eventually replaced Professor Sprout and became the Herbology teacher at Hogwarts.

Touching his chin, Dylan pointed out another clear path for Navi: "I suggest you choose divination directly. You know, divination is something that varies from person to person."

"Some young wizards who lack talent are unable to accurately predict anything. There's nothing we can do about it. The professor won't fail you during the final exam."

Dylan made it very clear - this class is a piece of cake and it will be easy to pass the final!
Hearing this, Neville's eyes lit up.

"Really? Then I'll take the Divination class!"

He grabbed the list of courses in his hand and checked the box next to Divination.

Harry and Ron were also worried about what courses to choose. After hearing Dylan's words, they looked at each other, and then quietly ticked the name of the Divination class.

Neville glanced at the crowd and said, "Percy is really amazing. He actually chose all the courses. What does he want to do in the future?"

Dylan shrugged. "Maybe I just want to be a blind lackey."

"What?" Neville was stunned.

Dylan shook his head. "Nothing. I don't know."

"Uh uh..." Neville scratched his head, "But Percy also said that we can choose elective courses based on what we want to do in the future."

"I'm only interested in herbal medicine, and I might even pursue a career in this field in the future, so I'll just take one of these electives."

——As long as you don’t fail the course, everything else will be fine.

Harry and Ron listened for a long time beside Percy.

In fact, they don’t know what they will do in the future and don’t have a clear goal.

Therefore, I only chose the courses that I was slightly interested in, including the water divination course recommended by Dylan.

Anyway, the course selection issue has come to an end.

Harry quickly put the incident behind him.

——Quidditch training has become more frequent.

Perhaps because the game was about to start, Wood got up even earlier than Dylan.

Every time Dylan went out before daybreak, he would actually run into Wood waiting for him at the door.

It has to be said that Wood worked very hard to get more training from Harry, the guy who laid the foundation for the Gryffindor team's victory several times.

However, even if you get up too early, if you don’t get enough sleep or don’t sleep well, the training effect will obviously be greatly reduced.

You know, Dylan is the kind of person who gets up at four in the morning.

Now it's just because there are too many things to do, and he also needs to get enough sleep.

Otherwise, you will feel tired throughout the whole day, which will be detrimental to your studies.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.

Because of this, he had been waking up a little later in the last month or two, but never until five in the morning.

So after Dylan ran into De a few times when he went out, and saw his dark circles getting worse, Dylan still tried to persuade him.

At least you should sleep until six o'clock, preferably seven o'clock, and then get up to go to training, so it won't delay anything.

Perhaps it was because she took his advice to heart, or perhaps it was because Harry's recent training on the Quidditch field was indeed not going well.

Wood eventually agreed.

After that, Dylan never ran into Wood again when he went out every day.

Until the last day before the Quidditch match.

Dylan spent some time in the library, then sneaked into the Room of Requirement to practice spells.

When he returned to the dormitory, he saw Harry looking nervously for something in his seat.

Dylan asked and found out that Tom's diary was missing.

After training, Harry returned to the dormitory and found that his things had been rummaged through by someone.

Then he couldn't find the diary.

Dylan raised an eyebrow.

It looks like he can spend the whole day in the library tomorrow?
Now that the diary is lost, the attacks will naturally begin again.

Naturally, the Quidditch game could no longer continue.

In fact, Dylan was right.

After the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff Quidditch players took to the field, before they could take off, Madam Hooch was about to blow the whistle.

Professor McGonagall came hurriedly and stopped the game immediately.

"The match is cancelled—!"

Professor McGonagall even used a sound amplification charm.

As soon as she finished speaking, the students in the stands widened their eyes.

"what?"

"The game is cancelled? Why?"

"Why is this happening? The game is about to start!"

There was a chorus of boos.

Wood had already astride his broom, but when he saw Professor McGonagall's serious expression, he jumped off and ran to Professor McGonagall to ask what was going on.

But Professor McGonagall ignored him and continued to shout: "All students! Everyone! Return to your common room immediately!"

"All prefects, take the students from your house and leave immediately! Quick!"

Professor McGonagall's voice fell into the ears of everyone present.

The prefects immediately took action according to Professor McGonagall's instructions.

Then Professor McGonagall strode over to Harry, grabbed his hand, and led him away while saying something.

Ron was stunned for a moment, then trotted after him.

Dylan was reading in the library.

He knew that this Quidditch match would most likely not be held, so he did not go to the stadium.

However, he couldn't stay in the library for long. Madam Pince seemed to have received the notice and then drove everyone out of the library.

——He is the only one in the library now.

This meant that Madam Pince was almost chasing people away one by one.

Dylan had no choice but to pack up his things and head back towards the dormitory.

At this time, the Hogwarts castle was crowded with people.

As Dylan approached the Gryffindor common room, a little fat boy rushed up to him.

It was Neville who was driven back from the Quidditch field by Professor McGonagall.

"Dylan! I don't know what's going on. Professor McGonagall even interrupted the Quidditch game. Oh my god, is something wrong with someone again?"

Neville said tremblingly, with a panicked look on his face.

With such a big commotion, could it be that the monster in the secret room not only came out and attacked people again, but also ate them?
"Harry said that the monster must be a basilisk! Oh my God, it's a basilisk! That thing really eats people! Dylan, do you know what the monster in the Chamber of Secrets is?"

Neville swallowed and looked at Dylan.

Dylan was very calm. He shrugged when he heard Neville's words.

"There aren't many creatures with the ability to petrify, and basilisks do count as one, so it's still possible."

“Ah!”

Neville's expression became even uglier.

By this time, they had entered the Gryffindor common room.

When Seamus saw Dylan, they also came over, their faces looked very bad: "Oh no! Something terrible is happening!"

Dylan looked over and raised an eyebrow.

Neville was startled by Seamus' nervous expression. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"My amulet! My amulet is gone! Could it be that the monster in the secret room was about to attack me, and the amulet blocked it for me?"

“…” Dylan’s mouth twitched.

"What kind of amulet is that?" Neville asked, reaching into his arms.

Neville breathed a sigh of relief after feeling something hard.

Fortunately, his amulet is still there.

"It's the amulet the Weasley brothers sold me... I've heard from several people that it's quite effective."

Dylan: (.)
Dylan was stunned again when he heard Seamus say that the amulet he bought was actually sold to him by the Weasley twins.

"Don't you know that the amulets they sell are cursed by me?"

To Dylan's surprise, Seamus nodded.

"That's why I bought it because I knew about you. I thought the spell you cast on me, Dylan, would be very strong."

"..."

Dylan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

What's going on? Do you think he is Buddha?
Ask him for blessing?
However, what was even more surprising was that Neville actually nodded in agreement.

"Last time, someone said the amulet sold by the Weasley brothers was fake. Not only did they test the amulet's power on the spot, but they also said it was made by Dylan. When those people heard that, they went crazy and ran to the Weasley brothers to buy the amulet."

"Clam?"

(End of this chapter)