Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 78: Soul-stealing Dragon Egg! Hehehe, stop struggling!

"Hagrid, besides that three-headed dog named Fluffy, what other levels are there to guard the Philosopher's Stone?"

As Harry spoke, he unconsciously wanted to move closer to Dylan.

——It’s so hot here that it can make you melt!

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you that because I don't know either." Hagrid shook his head. "Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."

He looked at Harry, frowning. "Why do you bother knowing so much? You already know enough!"

"We want to protect the Philosopher's Stone!"

"Hush hush—the stone will be protected by the academy, so you won't be needed."

Hagrid made a silencing gesture. "Have you forgotten? They even dared to attack Gringotts!"

Hermione blinked. She felt that Hagrid was not lying. He seemed to really not know what the level after the three-headed dog was.

After thinking about it, she decided to ask Hagrid a different question.

"In the entire academy, I believe that you, Hagrid, are the only person Headmaster Dumbledore can trust the most. Otherwise, he wouldn't have borrowed your Fluffy to serve as the first step in guarding the Philosopher's Stone."

There was no expression on Hagrid's face, but his beard was trembling repeatedly.

Apparently, Hermione's flattery had played right into Hagrid's hands - he was laughing.

"You don't have to tell us what the next level is, but can you explain which professors know about the Philosopher's Stone?"

"That's a lot."

Hagrid reacted and quickly covered his mouth.

But on second thought, there doesn't seem to be anything to hide.

He stammered again, "As far as I know, several teachers were asked by Professor Dumbledore to perform magic."

"Like?" Harry demanded.

"For example, Professor Sprout, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick... Oh, and Professor Quirrell!"

Hagrid counted on his fingers. "Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore also used magic."

"So believe me, with so many professors guarding the Philosopher's Stone, no one will succeed."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and frowned.

At this time, Dylan, who was not very concerned about the Philosopher's Stone, had noticed the blazing fire in the fireplace.

The fire in the fireplace accounted for about eighty percent of the heat in the room.

He found that there seemed to be a black egg inside.

Suddenly, Dylan became interested and walked over to the fire.

"This is a dragon egg, right? But what kind of dragon is it?"

Hagrid's expression froze when he saw Dylan's actions.

He had already used a lot of firewood to block the dragon eggs, so how could Dylan find him?
Hagrid opened his mouth to deny it.

Harry said on the side, "We noticed that the books you read in the library were all about raising dragons. Hagrid, do you really want to raise a dragon?"

"..."

All the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and Hagrid sighed softly.

"Okay—okay! It's a dragon egg, and a Norwegian Ridgeback egg at that!"

"Norwegian Ridgeback?"

Since Dylan had to learn potions from Professor Snape, he didn't just learn the process of brewing potions.

At the same time, under the supervision of Professor Snape, he studied a lot of books about magical animals.

——Usually the materials from these creatures can be used to make potions.

A true potion master must be able to do this directly - no matter what magical creature he encounters, he must be able to tell at a glance what valuable materials are on the other creature.

So after Hagrid finished speaking, the first thing that came to Dylan's mind was the relevant attributes of the Norwegian Ridgeback.

This type of dragon is a ferocious carnivorous fire dragon. It is extremely aggressive and is a four-legged two-winged dragon with poisonous fangs. It looks very similar to the Hungarian Tree Peak, but has no spikes on its tail and a black ridge on its back.

Unlike other dragons, the Norwegian Ridgeback is not extremely hostile to humans. Instead, it prefers to hunt large mammals.

——They can even kill aquatic creatures.

This is relatively rare among fire dragons.

"If I had a full-grown dragon, I could draw a little dragon blood every day, pluck out a dragon tooth or dragon scale from time to time, or cut out some of its liver and then use magic to grow it back."

This material is simply in endless supply!

Almost at the moment this idea came to mind, Dylan wanted to try it out if he could use Soul Stealing on the little guy who was still in the dragon egg.

What will happen?
Does he have a chance to make this dragon obey him after it is hatched, or even become his pet directly?
"Based on my understanding of the Imperius Curse, no matter how advanced a wizard's Imperius Curse is, it is difficult to directly use the spell to control an adult dragon."

Because the dragon is far stronger than the three-headed dog in every aspect.

Not to mention that the three-headed dog is already a creature with extremely high magic resistance.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to use the Imperius Curse on an adult dragon and try to control it.

"Why not give it a try?"

Dylan had previously changed the magic wand's attack effects from pink starlight particles to a colorless transparent effect.

Therefore, in front of Harry and other first-year wizards, and Hagrid, who is not a wizard at all, who knows magic but is forbidden to use magic and knows nothing about many spells.

Dylan didn't think they would discover the process of his spell.

Besides, dragon eggs can't make noises...

Thinking of this, Dylan pretended to squat beside the fireplace. Without waving the wand in his hand, he narrowed his eyes slightly and became alert.

"Imperio!"

Having mastered the Imperius Curse to its full level, he can cast spells without a wand.

Therefore, combined with the magic output, there is no special effect at all.

The Imperius Curse silently penetrated into the black dragon egg right in front of Hagrid and Harry.

As the spell took effect, Dylan's consciousness was pulled by an invisible force and suddenly established a wonderful connection with the soul in the dragon egg.

"Not a fully formed soul."

Deep in the chaotic consciousness, Dylan felt a state of ignorance. It was a soul that had not yet taken shape. At this moment, it was like an ignorant cub still sleeping, without any clear cognition and thinking, only instinctive throbbing.

At the same time, Dylan also sensed the soul's desire for rebirth and resistance to his magic.

"Although it hasn't yet taken shape, this soul power actually possesses an innate savagery and is actually trying to resist my Imperius Curse?"

Dylan was a little surprised.

So these dragons have already started to give themselves magic resistance before they were even born?
Isn’t this racial attribute a bit too exaggerated?
But the more this happened, the more excited Dylan became.

Because the dragon egg now can only resist him, but not completely offset the power of his spell.

Therefore, he can directly increase the output of the Imperius Curse!
If it doesn’t work once, what about three, five, or even ten times?

"Ten consecutive soul-stealing shots!" Dylan directly activated the special feature, and ten consecutive colorless and transparent magic powers sank into the dragon egg.

Dylan could clearly feel that the little guy, who had not yet taken shape, was emitting a violent soul fluctuation and resistance.

"Hehehe, stop struggling."

Dylan chuckled inwardly.

Ten soul-stealing weapons were thrown down.

At first, the soul in the dragon egg might still have the strength to resist, but soon, there was no movement at all.

At this moment, Dylan could even experience how the dragon soul, which was still in its embryonic state, grew.

This feeling was so magical, as if he was wrapped in an egg.

He witnessed the birth of life!
"Fantastic……"

Dylan couldn't help but murmur.

Hagrid's eyes lit up as if he had found a kindred spirit. He smiled in surprise and sincerity, and said repeatedly, "Isn't that right?"

"It's just an egg, yet it can stay safe in the flames, just like it's in its own cradle! This is the miracle of life, the power born from the blazing flames!"

Hagrid looked at Dylan squatting on the ground with approval in his eyes.

He is indeed a student loved by many professors!
Most people, when they see this black dragon egg placed in the fire, are either indifferent or disgusted.

Most people wouldn't even recognize what it is.

But this child can see its beauty at a glance!
"It seems Dylan loves magical creatures from the bottom of his heart, just like me!"

After Dylan left, Ron was suddenly enveloped by a burning sensation. He felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to see what the dragon egg looked like, so he stood up and moved closer to Dylan.

Feeling the coolness emanating from the ice crystals around Dylan, Ron shivered comfortably.

"Hagrid, where did you get this dragon egg?"

Hermione also came over and looked at the black dragon egg in the flames.

The surface is rough and uneven, like a randomly kneaded piece of earth, and a bit like a clumping coal slag. It is not very big and curled up in the flames. If you don't look carefully, it can easily be mistaken for a half-burned stone.

"I guess Hagrid must have spent a lot of money to buy it. By the way, where did you get so much money? Is the salary of the Forbidden Forest Warden so high?" Ron muttered.

"My salary isn't high at all..." Hagrid hadn't finished his words.

Suddenly, Ron seemed to have thought of something. He jolts and squats beside Dylan, tilting his head and looking sideways at Hagrid.

"You didn't capture the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest and sell them to get a dragon egg like this, did you?"

“No! It’s not!!”

Hagrid's eyes widened.

"My job is to guard the Forbidden Forest. How could I possibly capture and sell the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest? I'm going to be furious if you say that!"

Ron blinked. "Sorry."

Hagrid hummed softly in his thick voice. "I won this playing cards with a guy while I was drinking in Hogsmeade!"

"It was a stranger! He looked like he really wanted to get out of this trouble, and I was so lucky that I won several rounds in a row."

"Oh?"

Dylan perked up.

"Who would play cards with you while drinking, and the stakes are a dragon egg?"

"Even if that person wants to sell the dragon egg as soon as possible and hand it over to a dragon sanctuary or an institution specializing in dragon breeding, he can still get a bonus. Is it necessary to win your pitiful salary?"

"——You already said that your salary is not high at all."

Dylan looked at Hagrid. "The stranger who's betting with you can't possibly be after your body, right?"

Hagrid was stunned again and again.

Dylan recalled that it seemed that Quirrell had gotten a lot of information from Hagrid.

As for how it was done, he had no recollection.

However, after finding out the exact origin of this dragon egg, an idea came to him.

Could the stranger who was playing cards with Hagrid be Quirrell?

"Did you talk about anything with him while you were playing cards?"

Hagrid paused and nodded his big head. "Of course, how can we play cards without chatting?"

"That person is also a fan of magical animals. Some of the things he said were unknown to me."

Dylan raised his eyebrows. "So, did you mention the three-headed dog?"

Hagrid froze. "Wait, you mean..."

Dylan smacked his lips. "Yes, you didn't tell that stranger that the three-headed dog could be hypnotized by music, did you?"

"I..." Hagrid's body trembled, and he unconsciously used a little force with one hand.

"boom!"

The chair next to him was overturned.

With a clanging sound.

"Could it be that that person is deliberately trying to trick me? Is his goal for the Philosopher's Stone?!"

Dylan nodded. "Personally, I think that's right."

Hagrid swayed. "It's over—it's over! I told someone who wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone how to break the mechanism protecting it?!"

"That must be Quirrell!" shouted Ron.

"What, Professor Quirrell?" Hagrid was stunned again. "You can't say that Professor Quirrell is trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone just because of what he did last time, right?"

"He wants to kill Harry, how can he be a good person?" Hermione rolled her eyes.

Dylan shook his head. "It doesn't matter. The three-headed dog is just the first level, isn't it? There are other arrangements made by the professor later."

"—and you got a dragon egg for free."

Hagrid was still anxious and apprehensive: "How can this not matter?"

Dylan stood up and felt the faint resistance coming from the dragon egg again.

"Imperio (Soul Stealer) x10!"

shhhhhh...

Feeling that the resistance force gradually weakened, he felt the power of the soul again at the same time.

Dylan then looked at Hagrid again. "Well, Headmaster Dumbledore will be on guard against anyone who tries to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"Instead of thinking about something you can't stop, why not think carefully about what you want to do with this dragon egg?"

Hermione also nodded: "We will stop Quirrell! But - do you really plan to hatch this dragon, or even raise it?"

Hagrid sighed. "I know what you mean—I know!"

(End of this chapter)