Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 44 Professor Snape, are you guarding the Philosopher's Stone?

"This, this is death?"

Harry finished vomiting and turned around to see the troll lying on the ground, motionless, with a dazed look on his face.

"Is it playing dead? I heard these monsters are very cunning!"

"Maybe other monsters are like that, but not trolls." Dylan said in a flat voice.

This was the first time that Dylan had used black magic seriously, and the feeling of outputting magic power made him a little intoxicated.

Although with his current magic power, even if he masters the maximum level spell, he still cannot unleash the true power of black magic.

But even so, he still easily used three skills and killed a giant monster directly!
"By the grace of Voldemort, the Dark Arts are truly effective."

Dylan walked forward.

Push open the doors of the compartments one by one.

Dylan found Hermione, who had passed out, in the third compartment.

"Enervate!"

Pink starlight particles shot out from the tip of Dylan's wand, covering Hermione who was leaning against the door.

After a moment, Hermione's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. Her consciousness gradually became clear, and she saw Dylan standing at the door of the compartment, and two heads squeezed out from the left and right sides.

"Have I…have I already gone to heaven?"

"Don't worry, Miss Granger. Given the venomous image Ron has created for you, you might go to hell after you die."

Hermione: (.`)...

"Hey! Dylan, you...how could you say that!"

The head on the left suddenly raised up and glared at Dylan.

The head on the right was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and was also looking up.

"There's nothing wrong with what Dylan said. Aren't you going to apologize, Ron?"

Ron's cheeks suddenly turned red, and his eyes glanced at Hermione, who was still a little confused.

Soon, Hermione finally came to her senses.

She propped herself up and stood up. "Why are you here? Hide quickly, I just encountered a troll!"

Harry immediately said, "Don't worry, Dylan has already dealt with the giant monster!"

"What?" Hermione was stunned.

At this moment, Ron's face, which had turned as red as a monkey's butt, finally relaxed.

He stammered and whispered to Hermione, "I'm sorry about what happened this morning."

Hermione was stunned again.

Having just experienced a life-and-death chase with the troll, she felt nothing about Ron's apology.

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go up and see if the professor is there."

Seeing that Hermione was fine and just too frightened, Dylan comforted her a little and asked Harry and Ron to take good care of her.

He walked out of the underground classroom.

Because he killed the giant monster so quickly, people outside did not even notice that a battle had taken place here.

He went up two floors but didn't find any professor.

"Are they all on the fourth floor?"

A giant monster suddenly ran into the school, and together with the one they met on the way, they hurried to Professor Snape on the fourth floor.

Dylan estimated that there must be many professors protecting the Philosopher's Stone.

Sure enough, just as he walked around the corner of the fourth floor, a low scolding voice suddenly came.

"Who is there!"

Dylan took a step forward and said, "Wait a minute, Professor. Don't use your skills."

Professor Snape, dressed in a black robe, was taken aback when he saw Dylan. His expression darkened, and his thick black eyebrows knitted together like two entangled black snakes. A pair of cold and sharp eyes shot out from under his eyebrows.

"You're not in the dormitory at this time, and you actually come here?"

"Ah! That's really..."

Dylan sighed deeply and was about to say something, but he saw Professor Snape's impatience and increasingly tense and stern expression.

He immediately changed his words: "I really have to make it short."

"Hermione disappeared today. After hearing the news about the troll, Harry asked Ron and me to go look for her."

"Then we happened to meet you on the road, but we were looking for Hermione at the time, so we didn't say hello to you, Professor."

"Then we ran all the way to the dungeon bathroom and happened to run into that troll trying to hurt Hermione."

"Then I set it on fire and burned it to death. Now I want to talk to a professor about this."

"But I didn't meet any professors on the way. I thought you were on the fourth floor. So I had no choice but to come over here first."

As Dylan talked.

Professor Snape's hawk-like eyes widened instantly, and a rare hint of obvious shock flashed in his black pupils.

"What did you say?"

"Ah?" Dylan paused. "Should I...should I explain it to you again, Professor?"

Snape's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and his eyes were fixed on Dylan.

"You said you have killed the giant monster?"

He frowned and turned down the corners of his mouth slightly, as if judging the truthfulness of Dylan's words.

"Yes." Dylan nodded, then glanced at Professor Snape's expression and suddenly showed an innocent smile.

"Well, Professor, after all, I was the one who discovered that giant monster and dealt with it. The materials on it..."

Snape's black pupils vibrated even more violently.

What did he hear?
A first-year wizard defeated a giant monster. Not only was he not afraid at all, he even ran to him to claim the credit and asked him for the giant monster's corpse as materials?

"How did you kill the troll?"

"Professor, didn't I just tell you that I would burn it to death with a blazing flame?"

Dylan answered honestly.

"Of course, it could have been torn into pieces, but its body was burnt, so I couldn't tell."

Professor Snape frowned and scanned Dylan up and down with his cold eyes.

Dylan glanced behind Snape.

"Professor, are you guarding the Philosopher's Stone?"

"!!!"

Professor Snape's cold and deep eyes widened again, and he was shocked again!
"You..." He opened his thin lips slightly, wanting to say something, but his words were choked in his throat for a moment.

A few strands of greasy black hair slid down from his forehead, causing his usually tense facial lines to become somewhat relaxed, revealing a rare hint of loss of composure.

"How did you know about the Philosopher's Stone?!"

Dylan blinked. "It was Harry. Wasn't it him who went to Gringotts with Hagrid to get the Philosopher's Stone?"

"He was chased here by Peeves last time. Oh, and he also said he met a three-headed dog."

Professor Snape narrowed his eyes instantly: "Harry? The three-headed dog??"

He felt his eyelids twitching wildly twice.

"This reckless, stupid, damn Potter!"

Professor Snape suddenly turned around and strode forward, his steps quick and heavy, his black robe swung aside with a "rustle".

"Let's go to the underground classroom!"

(End of this chapter)