Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 83 Snape: Your student gave me a birthday gift, isn’t it nice?
"Professor! I came out for a reason!"

Malfoy cried out in pain as Professor McGonagall grabbed his ear.

"Whatever your reason is, you shouldn't be hanging around here during curfew!"

Professor McGonagall, however, ignored Malfoy and spoke in an angry tone.

"I have to put you in detention! On top of that, ten points off Slytherin, no, twenty points off! No, thirty points off!"

"What? No, Professor! You can't do that! You don't understand, it's Harry, Harry Potter!"

Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes. "Are you trying to tell me that Harry tricked you out?"

"No! It's Harry Potter! He's going to the Forbidden Forest tonight to send a dragon away!"

Professor McGonagall was so angry that she laughed: "This is nonsense! You actually made it up here to cover up your mistake! Another ten points from Slytherin!"

"It's true, Professor, everything I said is true!"

Malfoy glared at Professor McGonagall and said this repeatedly when he saw that she didn't believe him at all.

"That's enough! How could there be a fire dragon in the school? I hate liars! Follow me!"

Professor McGonagall grabbed Malfoy's ear and dragged him to the other side of the corridor.

"You will disappoint Professor Snape, Malfoy, a liar - I wonder what Professor Snape will do with you. Let's go!"

……

Early the next morning.

Dylan hugged the pillow in his arms and slowly woke up.

"This is the first time I haven't been woken up by Coal Ball's little paws."

Dylan is still somewhat uncomfortable.

He has to go to class today, but after Dylan tried to use the abilities of Black Shadow and Dragon, his mental strength was greatly affected. Even using spells to recover was not very effective, so he did not plan to get up early today.

This resulted in Dylan getting a good night's sleep this time, and he even woke up with Harry and Neville and went to the restaurant for dinner.

"Why are there so few people from Slytherin?"

At the dinner table, Harry was a little confused.

Dylan glanced at him and blinked his eyelashes: "I remember you told Malfoy yesterday that you were going to send Arnold away tonight?"

Ron was stunned: "Could it be that the guy sneaked out at night and wanted to find us?"

Dylan nodded slightly. "I think it's possible. Didn't you see that not only are there few people on the Slytherin side, but there are also few professors in the teaching booth?"

Ron and Harry looked over and saw that it was indeed the case.

Soon, another wave of students poured in from the restaurant entrance, talking a lot.

Dylan and his friends also got a general idea from these people.

"Hahahaha! This guy was really fooled by us! He thought we were going to send the dragon away, but he sneaked out in the middle of the night and was caught by Professor McGonagall!"

Ron lowered his voice, but couldn't help laughing, and his shoulders shook.

"I really want to see Malfoy's expression right now! It must be quite exciting!"

Harry also suppressed a laugh. "He actually told Professor Snape about this in advance. But when Professor McGonagall brought him to Snape, he didn't see us at all. He must be very disappointed, right?"

Neville stuffed a thin-skinned, stuffed crystal bun into his mouth and muttered, "I was wondering why so many people were looking at us along the way."

At this time, Hermione also came over.

She had obviously heard about this from others. As soon as she sat down, she looked at Dylan and the others and said, "Slytherin was deducted 60 points because of Malfoy!"

"Sixty points?!" Ron's eyes widened.

Although he knew that Malfoy would be in big trouble if he was caught by the professor, he didn't expect that Slytherin would have so many points deducted at once.

Harry was also a little surprised: "Why was 60 points deducted directly? Didn't Malfoy have detention by Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape?"

Logically speaking, even if points are to be deducted, he has already been put in solitary confinement. It is impossible to deduct too many points at once, right?
Hermione shrugged. "How would I know? I just heard that Professor McGonagall originally only wanted to deduct 30 points from him, but Malfoy kept yelling that Harry must have a dragon and wanted to send it away."

Hermione glanced at Dylan, who was just quietly drinking his porridge without much reaction, and then she spoke.

"Finally, Professor McGonagall verified that there was no such thing as a dragon, so she concluded that Malfoy was lying and was deducted another 20 points."

"As for the remaining ten points, they were deducted by Professor Snape."

Ron stared with his eyes wide open in disbelief, saying, "Professor Snape is really partial! Normally, if we make a mistake in class, we'll be deducted five or ten points!"

"So Malfoy wandered out during curfew and was caught by the professor, but he only got ten points deducted?"

Hermione shook her head. "Anyway, he's already had Slytherin deduct fifty points, which is actually enough."

"Besides, I guess Professor Snape doesn't want Malfoy to lose too many points. Otherwise, he would be embarrassed if the news got out."

Hermione's guess turned out to be true.

After Malfoy was captured by Professor McGonagall and brought before Professor Snape, Professor Snape lightly deducted ten points from Malfoy on the grounds that Professor McGonagall had already deducted fifty points from Slytherin.

——He didn't want to receive strange looks from those little lions in Gryffindor during class.

But even so, the topic of Malfoy being deducted 60 points caused quite a heated discussion even this early in the morning.

"Luckily we were just lying to Malfoy. If we were caught by the professor together with him, even if there was a reason, I'm afraid each of us would have been deducted 50 points, right?" Ron started to chew on the ribs in front of him.

Dylan cut the dry bread into strips, soaked them in milk, poured the milk into the rice porridge, stirred it, and took a sip.

It tastes pretty good.

He didn't comment on Ron's words.

At least, if he had not taken Arnold as a pet, he could have directly placed him in the pet space after Malfoy discovered that Hagrid had a dragon.

The only thing they could do was to contact Ron's brother and ask them to send someone to pick up Arnold, but it was obvious that Malfoy would still find out about this in the end.

It is normal to be deducted points.

And Ron's guess was quite accurate.

Each of the three of them would indeed be deducted 50 points, which would ultimately lead to Gryffindor being deducted 150 points - while Malfoy was only deducted 20 points.

But now, the offense and defense have completely changed.

After dinner, Dylan went to class with Harry and others.

He slept well last night. Although he didn't have the coal briquettes, the pillow was okay.

Some time passed.

January 1th arrived.

Dylan didn't get up early today, but went to the restaurant with Harry and others to have breakfast.

The reason why he didn't get up early today was precisely because—

"Swish"

Professor Snape walked into the dining room and hurried to the teacher's seat with his robes rolling. His robes shone slightly in the sunlight. Compared with his previous robes, this one was no longer a simple tight design, but had delicate dark embroidery and was slightly open, revealing the dark lining inside.

There are also delicate curling on the cuffs, which makes Professor Snape more casual and elegant. Although it is still pure black, this unique style still caught the keen Dumbledore's attention.

After Professor Snape took his seat, he began to eat slowly and leisurely.

His movements seemed more deliberate than usual, and from time to time he would gently straighten the cuffs of his robe or slightly adjust the position of his collar.

Although his face was expressionless, Dylan always felt that Professor Snape seemed to be showing off a little bit from his unintentional movements.

Professor Flitwick, who was sitting next to him, noticed it first. He pushed his glasses, looked at Snape carefully, and spoke curiously.

"Severus, have you changed into new robes? They look better than before."

Since Snape always wore the same black robe, other people didn't pay much attention to what style his black robe was.

When I suddenly took a look at it now, I felt that it seemed a little different from before.

Professor Flitwick blinked, glancing up and down at Snape's black robes.

"And there are many spells cast on this robe. However... although the magic level is good, it is not comparable to your strength."

Professor McGonagall also looked over, then looked down and said in surprise, "Your robe won't drag on the ground anymore."

"()..." Professor Snape's mouth twitched.

He snorted softly and glanced at Professor McGonagall.

Then he raised his brows slightly, his face still with that cold expression, but there was a hint of pride in his tone.

"After all, it was given to me by your student. It's normal that the workmanship is rough."

Professor McGonagall was stunned: "My student?"

She blinked slightly, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes became more prominent. "Could it be Dylan?"

Professor Snape said nothing, but continued to eat his breakfast.

Professor McGonagall looked back at Dylan sitting in the Gryffindor seat, and Old Man Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick also looked over.

Dylan was eating an orange when he froze when he felt several sudden glances from the teachers' seats.

Looking up, he smiled awkwardly at the teachers.

Professor Snape didn't look at him, but continued to eat his breakfast leisurely.

Then he picked up the red wine glass and took a sip, his expression nonchalant and his back straight.

Dylan quickly finished his breakfast and hurried off with Harry to go to class.

"What's wrong with the professors? They were all looking at you just now." Hermione turned around.

Ron and Harry also looked over curiously.

Dylan opened his mouth and said, "I'm not sure."

A trace of worry flashed across Harry's face. "Could it be that your dragon-raising business has been discovered?"

"..." Dylan paused and glanced at Harry, "As long as you don't mention the word dragon anywhere from now on, I won't be discovered."

Harry rubbed his head and chuckled, "I'm glad it's not happening. I was really scared when all the professors suddenly looked over at me."

Dylan complained to himself.

He was also shocked!
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick both have birthdays in October.

He had just started school at that time and was fully focused on his studies. He was not particularly familiar with the professors, having only known them for a month, and was still in the process of getting acquainted with them.

So he didn't give Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick any birthday presents at that time.

I don't know if the professors suddenly looked over here because of this reason...

"But I really didn't even know the exact dates of my professors' birthdays!"

Dylan felt that he was not really to blame.

He didn't even remember that 1991 was Harry Potter's first year at school!
"I'll have to wait until my second year to give my professors birthday presents."

After a full day of classes, Dylan went to see Professor Trelawney to study Divination.

In Dylan's view, divination is also a very profound subject.

But the direction of research is completely different from Transfiguration spells and ordinary spells.

When Dylan arrived at the north tower where Professor Trelawney was, he saw that the door of the tower was half open.

Dylan did not push the door open directly, but knocked lightly a few times, and then he heard Professor Trelawney's mysterious voice.

"Come in, dear child."

When I opened the door, a faint scent of incense hit me in the face.

Dylan walked in. The light in the room was dim. It was not completely dark yet. The embers on the horizon were scattered on the ground through the colored glass, looking like an abstract painting.

Dylan saw Professor Trelawney at a glance.

She was wearing a purple floor-length robe embroidered with many symbols and star patterns. She was tall and had countless crystal necklaces around her neck, which swayed gently with her movements, making tiny noises.

Under that exaggerated big hat was a slightly pale face.

At this moment, Professor Trelawney stood beside a table, looking at the student in front of her.

Dylan looked at Professor Trelawney in her new clothes and was a little surprised: "You look quite beautiful today."

Professor Trelawney grinned. "Thank you for the compliment."

She walked around and came to the front of the table.

"I was inspired by you, too."

"I?"

"Yes, new clothes bring new good luck, so would wearing brighter clothes make a difference?"

Dylan blinked, unable to respond for a moment.

He wasn't even sure if wearing new clothes would really bring good luck.

How can we answer this question?

Professor Trelawney obviously didn't really want to get an answer from Dylan.

"I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that I was wearing purple clothes and stepped into a starry sky. I think this is also a symbol of good luck."

Dylan opened his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows when he heard Professor Trelawney's words.

"and then?"

Professor Trelawney smiled slyly: "Professor Snape was swaying in front of me today in his clothes, but he was overshadowed by my bright and noble purple."

Dylan: "(д)!!!..."

(End of this chapter)