Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 168 Gamp's Basic Laws of Transformation, but Idealistic
The special spell contained within the crystal ball established a barely perceptible connection with Dylan.

If it weren't for Dylan's own keen sensitivity to spells, which, through continuous learning and the added points from system rewards, had resulted in a very high level of spell awareness, he might not have been able to perceive the connection and fluctuations of this magical power.

"It's somewhat similar to the 'Loyalty Spell,' so it must be some kind of ancient contract magic—and it seems quite powerful."

Just as Dylan was pondering, the old demon suddenly lost his composure.

“Mr. Dylan, I must inform you that the curse is about to take effect. My memories of your manor, as well as the memories of anyone else who knows about your manor, will be completely erased as our transaction concludes.”

Dylan blinked and nodded slightly: "Okay."

As the crystal ball continued to twinkle, Dylan suddenly asked the old man, "By the way, this room should be able to prevent other people from peeping in, right?"

The old witch nodded: "Yes."

"What if someone suddenly casts an Unforgivable Curse on us here?"

The old demon was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

His expression grew increasingly confused and dazed, as if some memories were being stripped from his mind by the light emanating from the crystal ball.

"Please rest assured, no one will use the Unforgivable Curse on us here—unless they want to be wanted by Gringotts and the Ministry of Magic."

Dylan raised an eyebrow: "So you mean there's nothing we can do even if we're attacked?"

The old witch chuckled, "No one will break in, and even if someone does, they certainly won't be able to get out."

Dylan narrowed his eyes: "So they can only be discovered if they break out?"

The old goblin nodded slightly: "But there are only the two of us here, who would use the Unforgivable Curse? So you can rest assured—"

Dylan didn't speak, but his eyes flickered slightly, a cold glint in them.

In an instant, a subtle yet powerful magical force burst forth from his body.

He didn't even wave his wand, didn't open his lips, and didn't chant any spells.

Then he unleashed a terrifying spell—the Soul Reaper!

The old witch sitting opposite him, whose fawning expression hadn't yet faded, changed drastically the moment she touched this magic.

He tried to resist, but his body froze on the spot uncontrollably.

Dylan's eyes, shrouded in a spell, were cold and devoid of any emotion as he stared at the old witch.

"you……"

It must be said that fairy magic is indeed quite something.

Despite fierce resistance, he was still able to utter a single word under Dylan's control.

But the next second, the old witch's facial muscles began to relax, her expression gradually froze, and she sat there stiffly with a blank look on her face.

Dylan tilted his head: "How much money do you have left?"

"Ninety-eight thousand Galleons."

"Huh?"

Dylan became interested: "I suddenly feel that buying just one property is not enough. I wonder if you could help me with the payment? I'd like to buy a few more houses."

The old witch opened her mouth blankly: "Of course, no problem."

He began mechanically drafting the contract while simultaneously pulling out his more than 90,000 Galleons.

Dylan casually asked, "Why do you carry so much money with you?"

The old witch replied, "It's the bonus I just received today."

Dylan raised an eyebrow: "The prize money is quite substantial."

He controlled the old monster and had the deeds for the five properties filled out.

— Less than 100,000 Galleons can buy five houses, so the quality of the houses must not be very good.

One of the rooms was so dilapidated that it was uninhabitable.

This house is in a Muggle neighborhood.

It's also the cheapest.

In addition, there is another property in a wizarding community, which is also the most expensive of the five properties.

The properties are located in different places.

Dylan plans to use these properties as backup safe houses.

— Dylan felt that just a manor wasn't enough security.

"If only I had Howl's Moving Castle, I could wander around, but as long as I opened a door, I could go directly to my destination. That would be a really safe house."

Dylan waited for the old hag to prepare all the property deeds, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"I wonder if the achievement system will offer such a reward."

Dylan silently repeated the sentence to himself three times.

Of course, nothing happened.

With a soft hum, the old devil had already filled out the contracts. After Dylan signed his name, he placed the corresponding Gallon on each contract and then stamped it.

Soon, five more crystal balls appeared.

At this moment, Dylan could clearly sense that the old witch's gaze had become even more confused.

The contract spell within the crystal ball, like a wisp of mist, seeped into the old goblin's mind.

Dylan, who was controlling the old monster with the Soul-Stealing Curse, also sensed that some of the monster's memories were being swallowed up by the mist.

If he were to act at this moment and directly expel the magical mist, he could preserve this part of the old monster's memory.

But why would he do that?
Instead of dispelling the mist, Dylan possessed the magic to surround it, comprehending the rules governing the operation of this ancient spell.

Until all contracts are signed.

Dylan then withdrew his magic.

The old witch's expression flickered again.

There were six crystal balls on the table, but the old demon ignored them and simply put them all away.

— Dylan altered the old witch's memories.

This led him to mistakenly believe that the other party, with its substantial financial resources, had directly acquired five more properties.

The old vixen had a fawning expression, her mouth splitting to her ears, revealing a set of yellowed, sharp teeth.

He raised his head, his small, beady eyes sparkling with excitement, and his high-pitched, hoarse voice rang out from across from Dylan.

"Sir, you have excellent taste! To purchase six properties at once is truly remarkable. I haven't seen such a wealthy and generous guest in a long time."

The old witch chuckled and said, "Your generosity has brought me a hefty commission, and I must express my sincerest gratitude to you."

Dylan smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome. Of course, if you'd like to return this commission to me..."

The old fox stood up: "Oh, sir, our transaction is complete. Finally, as per the rules, I have one last thing to say to you—"

"Choose Gringotts, and whether it's rare treasures or top-tier real estate, we can provide what you desire! Our safety and quality are impeccable, ensuring you have absolutely no worries!"

"Sir, this way please."

The old witch walked to the door, opened it for Dylan, and then bent down to wait for him to leave.

Dylan smiled nonchalantly.

That commission, anyway, is earned using the other party's money.

Dylan wouldn't stoop so low as to deprive someone of even the opportunity to earn their own money—

As a kind person, Dylan couldn't do such a thing.

Therefore, after leaving the VIP room under the respectful guidance of the old witch, he was even personally escorted to the main gate of Gringotts.

"Is it so late?"

I looked up, and the moonlight was already streaming down.

"I asked him to pick out a few more properties for me, but they were all properties he couldn't afford with his money."

Dylan curled his lips.

The signing of the contract took very little time; Dylan spent most of his time choosing which properties to buy.

Finally, after careful selection, and considering the old man's pitiful 98,000 Galleons, the locations of the other five properties were finalized.

"Yes, today's mission is successfully completed."

The house has now been taken away, and only he knows the exact location of his six properties.

Therefore, Dylan was not in a hurry to conduct an on-site inspection; he could go tomorrow.

It just so happens that he can plan ahead how to arrange his six properties after he gets home tonight.

Should he turn all of them into backup safe houses, or choose one—such as the manor he initially wanted to buy—as his future residence?

And given Karthus's identity, should we also arrange a property for him?
In case his followers grow in number, he might need their help with some tasks.

—For example, collecting Galonnaise.

He will eventually need a place to meet with his believers.

Dylan drove home slowly.

He originally thought that what awaited him would be a warm scene just like yesterday.

However, when he opened the door...

What I saw was only desolation and coldness.

Dylan walked into the house.

I didn't see his parents at all.

As I passed by the dining table.

Dylan saw a note being held firmly down by a candlestick.

Dylan pursed his lips, stepped forward, picked up the note, and saw his mother's handwriting.

"Honey, your dad and I went out to play~ We might not be back tonight. If you get home and are hungry, go to the kitchen and find something to eat. I've already prepared something for you~ Don't stay out too late, get some rest early."

The signature reads: Maeve, Your loving mom.

Dylan sighed helplessly.

"I've only been back for a day, no, I've only been back for one night, and I was only gone for a day, and I've already run off again?"

Dylan went to his bedroom.

He sulked as he walked to his desk.

With a wave of his hand, a crystal ball hovered in his palm.

—This is not Gringotts' contract crystal ball.

It was actually the crystal ball Dylan used for divination.

At that moment, the sphere was emitting a soft, faint blue light in his palm.

"I'd like to see when you're going to give me a little brother or sister!"

Under Dylan's gaze, the crystal ball gradually became shrouded in mist, its interior obscured.

As his magic continued to flow in, the mist gradually dissipated, and a scene began to appear.

Dylan's figure was somewhat blurry, but he could see that the only people sitting with him on the living room sofa were his parents.

Apart from that, there is no indication of any new members joining.

After receiving this answer, Dylan slowly withdrew his magic, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't really explain his feelings towards his younger siblings.

It's fine if you get it, but it's okay if you don't. However, neither of his parents managed to get it before he graduated.

This really surprised Dylan.

Is it because I'm really getting old?
Is his dad's sperm quality poor?
Dylan smacked his lips.

"Maybe I should research potions in this area; they might even sell very well."

Dylan tidied himself up a bit and then lay down on the bed.

He looked at his achievements page.

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[Achievement]: I own a lot of real estate!
[Description]: Who said I only have one room? I have two, three, four, five, and six rooms!
[Requirements for activation]: Own five or more properties.

[Achievement Reward]: Max Level Spell Gift Pack (Household Chores Edition)
[Note]: The gift pack includes ten magic spells.

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Dylan raised an eyebrow.

The achievement reward surprised him somewhat.

It's actually a cursed gift pack!

When he first received the system, the newbie gift pack he opened rewarded him with three unforgivable things.

However, the gift package contained a full ten magic spells!
Unfortunately, this is just a housework version.

If it were a dark magic version...

Dylan has no idea how much he's making!
However, even if it's just a housework version, it's still pretty good.

After all, he spends most of his time studying dark magic or more advanced magic.

Dylan only dabbled in things like housework.

According to his previous learning philosophy, no matter how well he learned something, he would scan through everything and learn it first.

This gave him a good understanding of household incantations, but while his proficiency wasn't low, it wasn't high either.

Now, having ten max-level housekeeping spells can actually make up for some of Dylan's lack of housekeeping spells.

With a fully-leveled spell, he could apply it to other household chores spells.

Even if the gift package only rewards him with ten spells, Dylan's understanding of other household spells will inevitably deepen, thereby further improving his proficiency.

Dylan stared at the system panel in front of him, which displayed a large gift box wrapped in golden threads and inlaid with gemstones.

Dylan raised his hand and opened the box.

In an instant, the gift pack exploded, and spells turned into golden fragments that swirled out.

They move and intertwine in the air like living things.

The next instant, Dylan felt a sudden jolt, and he found himself in a messy room.

Dylan raised his wand and quickly cast a spell, waving his arm in the air.

The magic spread out from him, sweeping away the thick dust on the ground, which gathered in mid-air and then drifted out of the house through the crack in the door.

The scraps of paper and other debris automatically returned to their places, and the dirty floor became clean and new.

Another blink of an eye.

Dylan raised his wand again.

A broken wooden chair nearby, under the effect of a spell, had its broken legs automatically pieced together, and the cracks were instantly healed.

Even the surface scratches gradually disappeared.

Then, looking at the weeds growing in the corner, Dylan tapped his wand.

The weeds withered quickly, turned into powder, and dissipated into the air.

"squeak"

Suddenly, a series of sparse sounds arose.

A mouse suddenly darted out from behind a sofa.

Dylan quickly raised his wand high.

In a flash of light.

The rat stumbled as it fled in panic, circled the room a few times, and then sprinted toward the door.

They quickly disappeared from Dylan's sight.

In addition, some cockroaches in the room also fell down, as if they were being chased by some terrifying creature and fled the house in a panic.

After dealing with the insects and rodents.

Dylan spun his wand around the entire room.

In an instant, exquisite murals appeared on the walls of the room.

Multicolored light flowed through the room.

The once plain curtains have become colorful and vibrant, with delicate tassels swaying gently in the breeze.

One after another, uniquely designed chandeliers hang slowly from the ceiling, their soft light illuminating every corner of the room.

The house, which was just a mess, is now completely transformed.

Come to the kitchen.

Some unprocessed ingredients are placed on the cutting board.

Pick up a potato.

Dylan muttered to himself, "Peel off the skin and teeth."

As he twirled his wand, the potato's skin and teeth instantly peeled off and fell into a nearby trash can.

Then, Dylan placed the potatoes on the cutting board.

The wand tapped again.

"The slices are even."

Under the influence of the incantation.

In the blink of an eye, the potato was transformed into uniformly thin potato slices, neatly arranged on the table.

finally.

As he cast the spell again, the oil in the pot heated up, the potato slices were put in, and in no time they turned into golden and crispy potato chips.

Scenes flashed before Dylan's eyes.

Until Dylan opened his eyes again.

System prompts also sounded one after another.

Dylan glanced at it.

These are the ten household chores incantations.

Respectively--

Clean it up completely, restore it to its original state, quickly remove the weeds, decorate it quickly, drive away insects and rodents, peel it quickly, slice it all, heat the pan and cook it in oil, fry it quickly and cook it quickly, and deep-fry it until crispy.

Clearly, the system attributed the cooking spell to the housework spell as well.

"Mrs. Molly did teach me a few food spells, but I never expected that I could level them up to the maximum level in one go."

Many of the dishes served at Hogwarts banquets are made from recipes left by Helga Hufflepuff, the founder of Hufflepuff.

Food spells are not simply about conjuring food out of thin air using incantations.

In fact, food is the first of the five exceptions to the "Gampe Basic Variation Law".

Gamp's basic transformation law states that wizards can transform objects or create things, but there are five exceptions.

The first item.

food.

Wizards cannot conjure up delicious food out of thin air, but if they know where the food is, they can summon it.

At the same time, if a wizard has some food on hand, he can also use magic to change or increase it.

The second item.

Magical items.

Polymorph cannot create magical items.

Examples include automatic quill pens and variable-temperature crucibles.

These things exist, but they cannot be directly transformed using Transfiguration.

In addition, Galleons, the currency used among wizards, cannot be conjured out of thin air.

The third item.

The quantity and essence cannot be changed.

That is, you cannot change the quantity or nature of an object through magic. For example, something created using a copying spell is just a waste.

Turning stones into bread, what you actually eat is still stones.

The fourth point – cannot bring the dead back to life.

Magic cannot resurrect the dead.

The fifth point – do not fabricate something out of nothing.

Unless it was prepared in advance.

Otherwise, things created out of thin air will disappear before long.

In short, wizards cannot conjure up delicacies out of thin air, nor can they turn other things into food.

Therefore, the food spell is not a spell to transform food, but a spell to cook food.

Just like Dylan saw in the dream, once the ingredients were prepared, all that was needed was a wave of the wand.

You don't even need to chant the incantation aloud; a sumptuous and delicious meal can be served very quickly.

Of course, in Dylan's view, the so-called Gampe's basic transformation law is true to some extent, but that does not mean that it is impossible to do things that the law does not allow by other methods.

Just like Dylan can directly summon milk tea, cola, etc. with a summoning spell.

Summoning Charms are a branch of Transfiguration Charms, but they are not entirely the same as Transfiguration Charms.

Therefore, since the Transfiguration spell cannot directly conjure food.

What does this have to do with summoning spells?
Of course, Dylan's ability to conjure up milk tea was indeed based on a certain physical object.

For example, milk and tea.

Therefore, this rule, in essence, still restricts many things.

This is for sure.

Even if Dylan prepared milk and tea, it was only a small amount. The so-called creation from nothing is essentially the same as not being able to change the quantity and essence.

Yet Dylan can still produce an almost endless supply of milk tea using just a little milk and tea.

Why is that?
Of course it's idealism!
Dylan wanted to drink milk tea, and in his intense desire, the magic spell appeared naturally in his hands.

And the ability to turn lead into gold, although it cannot be done directly with Transfiguration.

By using Transfiguration and combining it with other methods, it is possible to create a Philosopher's Stone, something that can both grant immortality and turn lead into gold.

Therefore, it is not to say that the limitations of a rule are inevitable; they are merely universal and have a certain normative nature, rather than absolute.

As long as you are willing to delve into things, you can always find a way to break the rules.

(End of this chapter)