Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 63 The vacation is coming to an end
"It's okay, it's okay. These two tasks may seem outrageous at first glance, but in reality, if we really want to carry them out..."

Dylan paused.

Although it's also outrageous.

But it's not completely impossible to accomplish it.

For example, the first intensive training task is nothing more than using the killing curse on the same target forty-four times.

simple.

The second one was a refinement task related to the Transfiguration Spell, which was just to use the Transfiguration Spell on Professor McGonagall once.

"Next time I discuss the Transfiguration Spell with Professor McGonagall, I can just use the excuse of wanting to practice with her and use Transfiguration Spells on her. That way, even if I use the Transfiguration Spell on Professor McGonagall, it won't be too abrupt."

Dylan sighed slightly.

These two tasks are neither difficult nor easy.

It depends on how he operates in it.

"The refined characteristic of the Life-Destroying Curse - Slaughtering Will and Burning Heaven. Just from the name, it's hard to tell what kind of ability it is."

"But the Transfiguration spell's refined feature—instantaneous transformation without lag—seems relatively easy to understand. It should allow me to cast spells instantly while transforming, and make the transformation process even smoother, right?"

This feature is quite worthwhile for the Galleons spent.

After all, if wizards want to make spells more powerful or effective, they usually have to research and figure it out on their own.

However, now, he only needs to spend a small amount of money and do some friendly tasks to make the spell have new characteristics and effects.

This is an ability that countless wizards, willing to climb to the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the five oceans, cannot obtain.

Dylan thought about it, hypnotized himself, and felt relieved.

Of course, with these two finishing tasks as a foundation, Dylan didn't want to try to finish other spells.

This is not because he thinks the cost of fine-tuning is too expensive and the tasks are too weird.

He is not a stingy person.

But no matter what, his Galleons also have other uses.

For example, he was asked to buy a lot of very expensive but necessary potion ingredients and other various materials.

It was impossible for Dylan to spend all of his 90,000 galleons on refining the spell just to give it an extra feature.

God knows how hard it was for him to save for so long and still only have less than 100,000 Galleons!
He forced his parents to quit their jobs, and in order to prevent the old couple from slacking off in making money, he wrote letters day and night to supervise them!

At the same time, he also had to give advice to the two of them, consider ways to make money, and when they encountered some unsolvable problems, they would write to ask for his advice. Of course, he could not stand idly by.

After all, a considerable portion of the money his parents earn goes into his pocket.

Therefore, he also has to help his parents solve some of the difficulties and problems they encounter.

"Oh, it's so hard for me." Dylan sighed.

Just then, the dormitory door opened and Ron walked in.

After saying hello to him, Dylan stopped worrying about the two finishing tasks.

He took out a piece of letter paper and began to think about how to help his parents, with the capital they had, double their existing funds again.

By the time he finished writing the letter, it was very late and Harry had returned to the dormitory and started chatting with Ron.

Dylan planned to ask Luna to mail the letter tomorrow, then he brushed his teeth briefly and cleaned himself up.

Dylan hugged the coal and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, he didn't turn his wizard robes into pajamas.

Each beautification cost one hundred Galleons, which might not seem like much, but ten times would add up to a thousand. A little bit adds up, and if he changed into pajamas a few times less, he could unlock one more refinement quest.

No matter how outrageous the task, it also means that the advanced spells he has already mastered may add new magical properties!
The next day, after sending the letter, Dylan began to learn the counter-spells of the Dark Arts with Professor Flitwick as usual.

Time passed little by little.

The Christmas holiday is almost over.

Seamus, Neville and the others returned to school.

Hermione didn't return until the last day of the Christmas holidays.

Dylan was sitting at the long table in the auditorium, chewing on a Forbidden Forest Dark Flame Durian that was almost as big as his head.

This was not food from the Great Hall, but something Hagrid had given him two days ago. It was only fully cooked today that he brought it to the Great Hall and ate it.

This durian doesn't have the smell as I imagined, but is very sweet.

The flesh is a deep purple-black color, with dark flame patterns flowing on the surface like slowly wriggling magma, and is wrapped in a translucent film that emits a faint glow.

Since the durian seemed to have been very difficult to ripen, Hagrid only gave him one piece.

Dylan also wanted to try something new.

Hermione greeted him excitedly as she came over.

"Oh, what are you eating? It looks a little scary."

"A piece of durian, Hagrid's a gift."

Hermione blinked but ignored it, sitting down next to Dylan.

"Your Christmas gift is very creative, a magic changing scarf. When I came to school, I found that it can change color according to the seasons and room temperature in Hogwarts Castle. Oh my god, did you knit this yourself? I love it so much!"

Dylan smiled and said, "I knitted it with magic. Luckily you like it. I was worried that you might find a scarf boring."

"No way!"

After hearing Hermione's words, Harry and Ron looked at each other, then looked at Dylan, with a hint of resentment in their eyes.

"Hey, Dylan, how could you only give Hermione a scarf like this? I wanted one too, but you only gave me a quill!"

Ron frowned, "And some candy!"

Dylan tilted his head. "So, you haven't written with that quill before?"

Ron was stunned. "What do you mean? Does that quill have other uses?"

Dylan pursed his lips. "That's a smart quill. Or rather, it was originally a blank magic quill."

"I've injected my own magical program into it, allowing it to intelligently and automatically correct your grammatical errors. I hope that writing potion recipes will be easier for you."

Hearing this, Ron's eyes widened, and his expression was filled with surprise: "Oh! It's actually possible? I was wrong about you!"

Dylan glanced at him expressionlessly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Ron scratched his head sheepishly.

Dylan glanced at Harry, who seemed to be hesitating to speak.

"I put an invisible shield inside your necklace. If you encounter any danger, it can protect you once."

Harry scratched his head as well.

Hermione now placed her backpack on her lap and spoke mysteriously.

"do you know?"

(End of this chapter)