Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 86: Your Fierce Fire Curse sounds like it was cast by a child. Have you ever seen the real Fierce Fire?
"After all, if Quirrell has already killed the unicorn, I can at least pick up some of the spoils."

In addition, Dylan wanted to see if he could take this opportunity to attack Qi Luo.

Because he had already spent 10,000 Galleons to start a series of arduous and intensive training tasks.

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[Spell to be refined]: Crucio
[Spell Features to be Unlocked]: Endless Pain
[Fine-tuning Task Opened]: Please cast the Cruciatus Curse on the same living being forty-four times. You will unlock the characteristics of the spell and complete the spell refinement.

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Regarding the Cruciatus Curse, Dylan originally planned to try it on Scabbers, the rat that Ron raised.

It's just that because he had to release the Cruciatus Curse on the opponent forty-four times, the mouse seemed to be able to sense something every time before he released the spell.

Whenever his eyes swept over it, the mouse would start chirping.

When Ron noticed this, he would immediately take the mouse to find Madam Pomfrey to see what was going on.

This meant that Dylan never had many opportunities to succeed.

He originally planned to wait until one night after going to bed, forcibly put a layer of silence on Banban, and then use the Cruciatus Curse on him forty-four times in succession.

But now, the appearance of Quirrell made him change his mind.

This guy Quirrell has a shady identity to begin with, not to mention that he is now hiding himself tightly and wearing an invisibility cloak.

He didn't think that apart from that guy Old Deng, anyone else could see through his invisibility cloak.

Even if the other party saw his appearance, would he dare to go out and report him?

Even if Quirrell goes to other professors or old Dumbledore to report him,

So what?

Who can believe it?

When the time comes, take off Quirrell's turban.

Who would have thought that such a kind, cute and innocent little wizard like him could actually master the highest level of Unforgivable Curses.

And it can be fired instantly and continuously?
No one would believe what Quirrell, the evil guy possessed by Voldemort, said!
"Jie Jie Jie!"

Dylan chuckled.

In addition to these two reasons, he also wanted to see if he had the chance to meet Firenze.

The centaurs also seem to have a lot of useful materials...

For example, the hooves on their bodies.

Definitely a good thing!

Able to make healing ointment!

Because the centaurs' hooves have been on magical lands for a long time and they themselves contain power, their hooves are tough and spiritual, containing powerful natural magical power and able to resonate with a variety of magical elements.

Removing their hooves and brewing them with other potions can not only heal external injuries but also repair bone damage.

Most importantly, Dylan learned this through Professor Snape's explanation.

This potion made from centaur hooves can also form a weak magical protective layer, which can resist the erosion of dark magic to a certain extent, allowing wizards to enhance their resistance to dark curses and evil spells.

There are so many benefits!

Of course, Dylan didn't intend to capture Firenze, kill him directly, and then use his four hooves to make potions.

——What can four hooves do?

Of course, he wanted to find the centaur tribe and obtain centaur hooves directly from the entire tribe.

“But it’s not easy to accomplish this.”

Dylan didn't insist on obtaining the centaur's hoof. He just wanted to see if he could meet Firenze first, establish a good relationship with him, and then make plans.

Wait until Dylan gradually goes deeper into the forbidden forest.

The damp and rotten smell that already permeated the air was now filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Instead of being frightened, Dylan's eyes lit up.

"So lucky that we ran into the unicorn that Quirrell injured?"

Dylan's nose twitched slightly, and between the smell of dampness and blood, he also smelled the fragrance of grass and trees after the rain.

It really is a unicorn!

Dylan was a little excited.

Unicorn blood can be said to be the top-level spellcasting material, but any trauma caused by malicious harm will cause the blood left by the unicorn to be cursed.

Even the products that are produced will inevitably be tainted with curses.

But Dylan didn't care.

He would not use this blood on himself, so no matter how you curse him, it would not affect him.

Even if he really developed some extremely evil cursed object, the worst that could happen would be that he would just throw it at Voldemort when they fought.

Dylan pulled the invisible robe that he had spent ten thousand gold coins to make again, making sure that no part of his body was exposed. Then he continued to walk forward.

At the same time, he felt a little excited.

This was the first time he had to face Quirrell!
In the nearly one year since he entered school, he has been constantly learning magic and studying spells. To a certain extent, isn't it just to be able to fight back when he meets Quirrell?

As Dylan continued to go deeper into the woods ahead.

He obviously noticed that there was a little more blood on the ground.

This blood exudes extremely strong malice.

Dylan instinctively didn't want to get close.

"The blood is almost dry, and the research is of little use."

Dylan wasn't going to waste time on the blood.

His goal was to find the unicorn directly.

——If the unicorn was not dead yet, and he saved it, the unicorn might voluntarily give him some normal blood for him to study.

Then he can collect the cursed blood with malicious intent.

Of course, if the unicorn is already dead by the time he arrives, there will be nothing he can do.

"Woo——"

Suddenly, a sharp sound of horse neighing broke the silence.

But it soon stopped abruptly, apparently someone had locked the sound with a spell.

Dylan blinked.

"Still alive?"

If the unicorn was still alive, he naturally wouldn't be able to break off its entire horn, but it would be nice if he could obtain the unicorn's sincerely dedicated blood.

Dylan walked quickly, but he was wrapped in the spell of silence, so he didn't make any sound.

Finally, behind two big trees.

He saw a horrifying scene—

A snow-white unicorn was hung high up by thick vines, and blood was constantly oozing from the wound on its neck.

It struggled hard, and the horn on its head flashed white holy light, but it was still useless.

And below the unicorn, a mysterious man covered in a black robe was looking up with his mouth wide open, greedily swallowing the blood dripping from the air.

The vines continued to gather, locking onto the unicorn's neck and slowly strangling it.

Dylan gave Quirrell a look of disdain.

"How rude."

He raised his wand.

"Crucio!"

Instead of rescuing the unicorn first, he suddenly threw a Cruciatus Shot at Quirrell.

The reason why Avada Kedavra was not used directly on him was because even Old Dumbledore did not dare to do so.

He naturally wouldn't let Voldemort die so easily now. If one died, six or seven would suddenly pop up, turning the whole world into a mess, which would seriously affect economic development.

——The speed at which his parents make money for him will also slow down.

There was no dazzling light, no deafening roar.

Dylan simply raised his wand and used Cruciatus.

The transparent special effect on the top of the wand, which he had spent a hundred dollars to modify, gushed out with an invisible force and hit the unsuspecting man in black robe.

The man in black robe was stunned at first, and then his body suddenly twitched. The muscles on his face twisted into a ball and were completely deformed under his cloak.

"Ah—this…how is this possible!"

Quirrell's voice was frighteningly sharp, his voice distorted by the pain.

"Who is it?!"

He turned around suddenly and shouted at the top of his lungs, his tone full of disbelief.

Apart from him and the Death Eaters, who would dare to cast an Unforgivable Curse in Hogwarts?

And to him!!
Quirrell turned his head in fear and anger, but found nothing.

But even in such severe pain, he held the wand tightly, allowing the vines to continue strangling the unicorn.

Dylan, hidden in his invisible robe, raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, so hard?"

Could it be that those who have learned black magic have a certain degree of resistance to it?
He had never used the Unforgivable Curse on himself, so naturally he didn't know whether this was true.

But Dylan became interested.

He raised his wand again.

"Crucio x 10!"

Swish swish!
Waves of invisible and formless magic suddenly rushed towards Quirrell.

"what!!!"

After being hit by the second attack, Quirrell immediately dodged.

But no matter how he moved around, he was still hit by Dylan's Cruciatus Curse five or six times.

At this moment, the pain almost made it impossible for Quirrell to stand.

"Damn it, who is it, who is it!"

Quirrell screamed and cast several spells in succession, trying to support his body.

"The invisibility cloak plus the transparency spell makes it truly invincible!"

Dylan glanced at the unicorn that was still bleeding in mid-air.

"Diffindo!"

Dylan cut the vines directly and the unicorn fell heavily.

"Wingardium Leviosa (Levitation Spell)!"

In a very short time, Dylan cast a levitation spell to support the unicorn and prevent it from falling directly to the ground.

After slowly putting the unicorn down, it had lost a lot of blood and was already barely breathing, and its wailing became much weaker.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Quirrell was ambushed and hit by so many Cruciatus Curses in succession. Moreover, the opponent's control over the Cruciatus Curse was even far superior to his, making him feel extremely painful.

But until now he still doesn't know who attacked him and where the attacker is!
He was extremely angry!
"An invisibility cloak, huh? Or an invisibility potion? Whatever it is, I'm going to burn you to death!"

Fighting the pain that threatened to break his heart, Quirrell raised his wand and swung it in all directions.

"Fiendfyre!"

Wow!

In an instant, a thick black flame gushed out from the tip of his wand.

In just a blink of an eye, the black flames transformed into countless ferocious fire snakes, rushing towards the surroundings with overwhelming malice and extreme evil!
The temperature was incredibly high. Wherever it reached, the air was instantly ignited, making crackling sounds.

The surrounding trees were also quickly withered and carbonized by the fierce fire until they burned to ashes, and eventually not even a trace was left!

"Hahaha, what a weak Fiery One!"

Dylan saw that Quirrell was so furious and yet the Fiery Flame he displayed was so unbearable, like a child playing house, and he burst out laughing.

"Who?!"

Quirrell looked in one direction suddenly, "It's over there, right? Die!"

He waved his wand, and countless flames transformed into fire snakes, rushing towards Dylan fiercely.

Dylan didn't move at all in the face of the surging black flames.

He simply extended his wand from within his robes.

Swish!
In an instant, the invisible power of fire surrounded him, forming a scorching defensive barrier that protected him tightly.

Almost at the same time, several huge fire snakes formed by fierce fire rushed towards him frantically with bared fangs and claws.

Wherever it passed, the dead branches and leaves on the ground disappeared instantly.

Wow!

A scene that shocked Quirrell happened.

When those black fire snakes touched Dylan's body, they disappeared without a trace, like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples!
Those flames carrying the breath of destruction did not leave any trace on Dylan!
A vacuum zone was formed where the flames surrounded it, and the fire snakes circled around it, but could not get close at all!

Quirrell's eyes widened, filled with horror and disbelief.

"How...how is this possible? How is this possible?!"

He quickly raised his arms and waved his wand frantically again, using all his strength to increase the output of the fierce fire.

"Die! You monster!!"

All of a sudden, more fire snakes gushed out from his wand, densely packed together.

The trees blocking the way between the two of them had already turned to ashes, and not even a trace of embers could be found.

An evil aura is spreading in the forbidden forest.

"Is this your limit? You still want to dance after such a small effort?"

"Have you ever seen the real Fiendfyre?"

Dylan chuckled softly, extending the wand from the Invisibility Cloak and moving it slightly again.

"Fiendfyre."

The sound was not loud, but it carried a power that shook the world.

boom!
This time, he did not hide the special effects of Lihuo in transparency, but displayed it directly.

In an instant, an even more evil and terrifying magical power quickly condensed into a huge fire dragon in the air.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, it seemed to occupy the entire world!
It is even larger and more ferocious than those bodies formed by countless fire snakes!

The fire dragon roared to the sky, rushed towards the group of fire snakes like lightning, and opened its bloody mouth.

A powerful suction force was formed instantly!

Those originally ferocious fire snakes were like fragile ants in front of this ferocious fire dragon, and were swallowed up by it in one gulp!

"Wha...what?!"

Seeing the fire dragon rushing towards him, Quirrell was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

At this moment, an extremely strange voice sounded.

"You useless fool! I've just devoured that cursed blood, and you're going to drain all my strength!"

Dylan raised his eyebrows at the rough, hoarse tone.

"But if Voldemort can really be killed instantly, the achievement of lighting up shouldn't be that bad, right?"

(End of this chapter)