Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 76: The colorless Imperius Curse is really effective. Otherwise, how about using Ron's Scabbers to complete the Imperius Curse mission?

"Professor, I was sitting nearby at the time. I'm sure no one cast a spell on these two people. They fell down on their own."

"If you don't believe me, I can even let you use a flashback spell to reveal the magic my wand has previously cast."

Dylan held his wand, but showed no intention of handing it forward.

Professor Snape glanced at Crabbe and the other man who had been sent to the school infirmary, and closed his eyes slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, he just frowned at Dylan - or maybe not at Dylan.

Just as he was about to speak, Dylan spoke again.

"Professor, there is one more thing."

"When Crabbe and the others came over, I saw that Malfoy whispered something to these two people, and that's why they came over."

Professor Snape's expression grew even colder.

As a master of Legilimency, he could clearly feel that what Dylan said was the absolute truth.

He also didn't sense any obvious malice or guilt from the Gryffindor kids in the stands.

Pursing his lips, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in Draco.

As the head of Slytherin and even Draco's godfather, he was almost blinded by the other party's stupidity...

Such an obvious provocation, such a stupid and foolish way!

Holding his breath, Professor Snape turned and left.

The billowing black robe kept rolling in the air, looking at Professor Snape's back.

Dylan blinked.

"Why not give Professor Snape a new robe?"

He looked up at Malfoy, who had a dazed look on his face, in the Slytherin stands and shook his head.

It's hard for Dylan to evaluate this guy.

Considering all the plots, Malfoy is not good enough, nor is he bad enough.

It's like a dusk that won't darken, or a dawn that won't rise.

"Hey, Dylan, why did you use a spell to save those two guys?"

At this time, Ron came over.

Dylan came back to his senses, glanced at him, and then said calmly: "After all, we are classmates. We can't just sit back and watch them fall and get broken."

Ron snorted, "They're just jealous that Harry can break the record for catching the Golden Snitch!"

"But Professor Snape doesn't think you were the one who beat them down, does he?" Hermione came over.

Ron looked up and said, "If Dylan says no, then there must be no!"

Neville nodded in agreement: "That's right!"

Hermione opened her mouth and glanced at Dylan out of the corner of her eye.

Is that right?

If there was someone among them who could make Crabbe and the others fall down without making a sound.

——Needless to say, there is definitely only one suitable candidate!
——That's Dylan!

But Dylan had just agreed to let Professor Snape use the flashback spell. Obviously, this time it might just be Crabbe and the others who were unlucky.

"Don't worry about them. Harry won the game for Gryffindor this time. We have to celebrate for him!" Ron said excitedly.

Dylan smiled and said, "That's right."

"That idiot Malfoy must be pissed to death right now!" Ron chuckled.

Dylan blinked.

In fact, Malfoy and Harry are related.

Because Sirius is Harry's godfather, Bellatrix is ​​Sirius's cousin, and Narcissa is her sister.

In other words, Harry should call these two people aunt.

Malfoy is Narcissa's son, so according to his birthday, Malfoy can be considered Harry's cousin...

A cousin wanted to bully his cousin every day and even looked down on his cousin's friends.

But if Malfoy is really considered as a cousin, he may really feel from the bottom of his heart that the people around Harry are not as noble as their pure-blood family.

Dylan turned the thought over in his mind and shook his head.

"After changing the wand's special effects to colorless, the Imperius Curse becomes so much more subtle. Perhaps we should consider starting the Imperius Curse refinement quest."

Walking behind Ron, Dylan thought.

"When the Imperius Curse refinement quest begins, if it's not too much, I can just use the rat Ron raised to complete the quest."

Thinking of this, Dylan nodded secretly.

"Oh, and there's also the Cruciatus Curse. Anyway, be careful with the method, it won't kill anyone. Trying it on Ron's Scabbers is just right."

This way, you don't have to wait until you go to the Forbidden Forest to complete the task of refining the spell.

"When the time comes, you can use the Imperius Curse, then the Cruciatus Curse, and repeat this process over and over again."

While he was thinking, Dylan and Ron had already come to Harry.

He stood there without moving, while Ron and many young Gryffindor wizards rushed up, hugged Harry, and threw him into the air.

Dylan looked at these energetic and childish little wizards and felt a little dazed for a moment.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Dylan, I'm glad you came to see this pretty exciting game."

Dylan was startled and turned his head, only to see that Old Deng, who was half a body taller than him, had stood beside him without him noticing.

Dylan's heart tightened, but his breathing remained steady. Instead, he smiled innocently, "Yeah, Harry is really amazing. He's been working really hard for this competition."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Aren't you going to join in?"

Dylan shook his head. "I won't go over and cause more trouble. What if one of them fails to catch Harry and he falls to the ground, and his hand gets broken like Crabbe and the others? That would be terrible."

Hearing Dylan say this, Dumbledore paused and looked down at the diligent little wizard.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I saw what happened just now. I'm glad that you chose to lend a helping hand even when they were speaking harshly to you."

"For this, Slytherin will be docked ten points."

Old Deng looked at Dylan and raised the corners of his lips, and his white beard was pulled and swayed.

"Your kindness and decisiveness will also add ten points to Gryffindor!"

Dylan gave a harmless smile.

"It's not a big deal, old... teacher, thank you for the compliment."

He almost said splits and called out Old Deng. "Haha, it's been a long time since I heard someone call me teacher. It's good that you can have such an idea. You are really a kind child."

Dumbledore patted Dylan's shoulder and then rubbed his hairy head.

"Isn't it time for you to get a haircut?"

Dylan touched his hair, which had grown quite long, and nodded.

"Well, I'm going to get it cut during summer vacation."

"I thought you wanted to have the same hairstyle as Severus. His hair has been much cleaner lately, making him look younger. Is that the shampoo you gave him?"

"...No, it's just a hair-refreshing potion."

"Oh ho ho! I forgot, you're also very talented in potions."

"Dylan, you really won't come with us to guard the Philosopher's Stone?"

After the Quidditch match, Harry broke the record, which made Wood very happy. He generously granted Harry a few days of vacation.

During normal training, he also greatly relaxed his requirements for Harry.

This gave Harry plenty of time to discuss the Philosopher's Stone with Hermione and the others.

Dylan shook his head.

"No, my study schedule is already full. I even have to study Divination with Professor Trelawney today, so I'm sorry, I can't really spare the time for this."

He paused, looked at the interested Harry, and said, "Besides, I don't think there's any need for us to protect the Philosopher's Stone with Fluffy here."

"Do we look more threatening than a three-headed dog?"

"Quirrel won't give up on getting the Philosopher's Stone. We must be on guard against him." Harry shook his head. "Besides, maybe we are not as powerful as the three-headed dog, but it also has weaknesses!"

Ron nodded repeatedly: "Yes, like a music box!"

Hermione sighed, "Who would have thought that a music box could bring down such a terrifying creature."

Ron leaned over and said, "I think my singing voice is capable of that. Does this mean I can actually defeat a three-headed dog?"

Hermione showed a disgusted expression and rolled her eyes: "Come on, you will stimulate it even more violently."

Ron: Humph!
Hermione tilted her head and her gaze fell on Dylan.

"But speaking of which, the end-of-year exams aren't long away, and I need to start studying soon. Should we study together?"

Dylan looked at Hermione calmly and shook his head again, "No, I already have my own plans. If you follow my study plan, you might get exhausted."

"—and I have to discuss issues with professors from time to time."

At this point, Hermione took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"

Since Hogwarts only has one summer vacation a year and no winter vacation, they do not have midterm exams, only end-of-year assessments at the end of the school year.

This means that you may not notice anything halfway through, but the closer you get to the end of the school year, the more you can feel a sense of urgency.

——For example, the homework pressure from professors.

More and more, more and more complicated.

Harry and Ron were so engrossed in preventing Quirrell from stealing the Philosopher's Stone every day that they didn't review with Hermione.

However, they still have to face the homework assigned by the professor.

——This has to be handed in, and they have no way to avoid it.

Therefore, although Dylan did not agree to review with Hermione, they would still meet in the library from time to time.

Moreover, after the professor assigned the homework, Harry and Ron appeared more frequently.

"Oh my goodness! It's the weekend, and I'm still here drawing some weird symbols that I can't even understand!"

Ron was sitting opposite Dylan, the light shining on his bitter and resentful face, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were round.

Dylan didn't pay attention to him, but focused on his own books. Hermione sat next to Dylan and looked at Dylan's homework from time to time.

But after discovering that the other person's progress had far surpassed his own, he stopped paying attention and instead kept writing in his own homework book.

Even Harry, who was next to Ron, had no time to pay attention to Ron.

——More than half of the parchment in his hand had not been filled in with the answer.

Even next to him, there were three homework assignments that needed to be completed.

The most important thing is that half of these assignments have to be submitted tomorrow!
More importantly, there will be new homework assigned tomorrow.

This meant that even though Harry would not be trained by Wood to the point of not having the energy to do his homework, Wood still had to struggle with his homework every day.

However, after practicing Quidditch every day, Harry had to spend almost all his time doing homework.

The only thing Harry and Ron could be thankful for was...
"Hey, Dylan, have you finished all this homework yet?"

When Harry looked up again, he found that the parchment in Dylan's hand had disappeared, and instead there was a divination book. His eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

Ron also raised his head quickly, staring at Dylan with his eyes shining frighteningly.

Dylan held the book with one hand and looked up at the two of them.

"Are you doing your Charms and Transfiguration homework?"

Ron and Harry nodded hurriedly.

Hermione curled her lips and answered for Dylan: "Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall have exempted Dylan from his homework."

"—Do you think someone who spends every day in the professor's office still needs to review the textbook content?"

Even she only hangs out in the library every day, while others are already staying in professors' offices every day, receiving private lessons.

Harry and the other man looked at each other with envy.

"Oh my God, why doesn't the professor just exempt me from this assignment?" Ron wailed.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Why don't you ask yourself how you perform in class? There's never a single time when the professor asks you a question that you can give a 100% correct answer."

Ron turned his head away and said, "I didn't expect that Professor Snape was the kindest in the end and didn't assign us too much homework!"

Harry pursed his lips. "His accusations and criticisms of us in class alone are enough to make us breathless."

Hermione also showed an expression of agreement: "Ron, you were scolded by Professor Snape in Potions class until you can brew a pot of potion smoothly."

Ron: "Hey! What do you mean it's me? I have a talent for potions, okay?"

Hermione raised the corner of her mouth, lowered her head and continued to do her homework.

"What should I do? Charms and Transfiguration have the most homework." Harry scratched his head in annoyance.

Suddenly, Hermione pushed her homework forward and said, "Just watch me—I told you to do your homework early."

"Next time for sure!" Harry quickly took Hermione's Charms homework.

Dylan thought for a moment and placed his other coursework on the table. "These are some homework assignments on the history of magic. You can take a look at them."

Ron scooped it up in front of him and said, "Just read whatever you can find. I didn't write anything anyway!"

(End of this chapter)