Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 198 Luna: I have a feeling we'll become very familiar with each other in the future.
Forbidden forest.

The night was dark.

Moonlight filtering through the branches and leaves cast the silhouettes of Dylan and the girl.

The girl's long, platinum blonde hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and her grey-silver eyes held a dreamy quality as she gazed at Dylan.

Dylan's fingers unconsciously rubbed against his trouser leg.

The girl tilted her head, and the small decoration on her hair clip trembled slightly with the movement.

For a long time, no one broke the silence.

Only the occasional cry of an owl in the distance stirred subtle ripples in the stillness.

Dylan opened his mouth several times, but didn't know what to say.

The girl broke the silence: "Did a florid caterpillar crawl into your mouth? Their mucus will make your hair thicker."

"Thank you for letting me know. I know, and I didn't eat any caterpillars, and there are no worms in my mouth." Dylan's lips twitched.

Suddenly, Dylan noticed a mark on the girl's snow-white neck.
Butter beer bottle stopper?

Is this guy using a beer cork as a necklace?

Wait, could she be...?
"I'm Dylan Hawkwood, and you are?"

"Luna Lovegood".

really!

Dylan never expected to be here, especially to run into Luna in the middle of the night.

That crazy girl.

To this title, Dylan can only say—it's the perfect answer!
This was their first meeting.

He was speechless three or four times because of this crazy girl!

Even Professor Snape didn't receive this treatment!
"Lofgood? Is your father the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler magazine?"

Dylan's words finally caused a slight ripple in Luna's expression.

"You know my father?"

Dylan smiled slightly: "Of course, I've been following this magazine ever since it came into bookstores last year."

Luna's lips curled slightly: "This magazine was created by my father to celebrate my enrollment in college—he always said I was contradicting him, and in fact, I was."

“Uh—” Dylan raised an eyebrow, “Well, you’re quite unique.”

Luna smiled and said, "Ever since my mother passed away, my father has been depressed. Without me, he might have become completely despondent. I can't just watch him sink into despair."

Dylan paused, then pursed his lips.

He didn't have much of an impression of Luna.

In fact, he didn't even know the names of many of the important characters in the book, unless he had learned divination and predicted many things that might happen in the future.

Aside from the more famous people, he was completely clueless.

So, not to mention Luna's parents—he had absolutely no recollection of them.

Even Luna, he only saw her figure in the prophecy, but she didn't seem to have much screen time.

“You don’t need to feel offended. I’m not saddened by mentioning my mother’s passing. She’s just gone to another world, I’m sure of it.”

Seeing that Dylan remained silent for a while, Luna assumed he was embarrassed and spoke up to comfort him.

However, Dylan didn't quite react and looked up: "Huh?"

"Offensive? What offense?"

Luna paused, her smile faltering slightly, but she quickly recovered: "No, it's nothing."

Dylan finally realized that although he didn't think there was anything wrong with mentioning other people's deceased elders—and he hadn't mentioned them at all, had he?
However, since they had already said that, he still felt he should offer a few more words of comfort.

This is the quality of a gentleman.

“You’re right, death is just another great adventure—the world of the soul will also guide your mother.”

Dylan laughed and said, "So I believe your mother must have gone to another world as you said, and is doing very well."

Luna stared blankly at Dylan.

The latter blinked: "What's wrong?"

He touched his nose: "Is there something on my face?"

Luna snapped out of her reverie and shook her head: "No, it's nothing. It's just that what you said just now was very good, I really liked it."

What was that sentence you just said?

"You mean-"

"Yes, death is just another great adventure."

Luna nodded: "Do you also like studying philosophy?"

Dylan tilted his head back slightly: "Emm~ I just love reading, and I also read some philosophy books on the side."

Luna's eyes lit up: "I love reading too. Have you read 'The Magic Spectrum of Good and Evil'?"

Dylan nodded: "It's a niche subject, but I happened to have seen it recently."

Luna looked at him and said, "Good and evil are hard to distinguish, and the line is not always clear. I've heard that a lot has happened at Hogwarts in the last two years. I've discovered that some seemingly neutral creatures can influence the course of good and evil at crucial moments."

Dylan nodded again: "That makes sense, but—now's not the time to talk about this, is it?"

Late at night.

Young boys and girls.

In the dark grove of trees.

Let's discuss it together.
Good and evil? Philosophy?
Is there something wrong with it?

Luna nodded slightly: "That makes sense. I'll go see if I can find the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast."

"A horned snoring beast?" Dylan raised an eyebrow. "What do you want with that kind of creature?"

“My father’s magazine needed a lot of strange and unusual materials. It was difficult for him to maintain the quality of the magazine on his own, so I would search for them in the woods at school, which also broadened my own knowledge.”

"Hmm, not a bad idea."

They are also very proactive.

The Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

Go for it if you want to.

Yes.

"So, you're in second grade now?"

"Correct."

"So—you're going to continue searching for that horned snoring beast?"

Dylan had seen a concept of the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast in Luna's dad's magazine.

However, he had never heard of anything else besides this.

I've never seen it before.

Luna's tone was erratic—like her whole being.

"Now that we've swapped names and talked here for so long—are we friends now?"

Luna looked at Dylan, her silver-grey eyes calm.

Dylan couldn't tell whether the other person was expecting something or had some other emotion.

He wouldn't go so far as to use Legilimency to read a little girl's mind.

However, his Legilimency technique failed to allow him to sense the thoughts emanating from Luna.

—It seemed like the other person was genuinely just asking him questions.

That's it.

After thinking for a moment, Dylan nodded.

“Of course—the Forbidden Forest is so vast, and we’ve already met, so we can be considered to share the same secret. Therefore, I think we are friends.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on Luna's face.

"I'm so glad to be your friend. I have a feeling we'll get to know each other better in the future."

"Uh--"

After being speechless by a girl for what felt like the umpteenth time, Dylan decided to take the initiative.

“It’s very late now, and I have a feeling that if we don’t go back soon, we might encounter some danger.”

“You’re right. I saw a Dementor in the distance on the way here. It was huge—much bigger than any Dementor I’ve ever seen on the train.”

"Uh"

Dylan was speechless again, gave a dry laugh, and nodded: "Then let's go."

He turned around and walked towards the castle.

Luna followed silently.

—This was the first time Dylan had ever walked back to Hogwarts from the Forbidden Forest.

The two carefully avoided Filch and returned to their respective lounges.

In fact, they parted ways in the hallway.

Dylan instantly transformed into an invisible shadow and returned to the dormitory.

Simply cleanse your body with a magic spell.

I'll lie down in bed for a while.

Dylan thought of the silver-haired girl. He had thought he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, but he couldn't. Luna and Hermione were completely different kinds of people.

To be honest, they could even be called twin stars.

However, the refracted spectrum is completely different.

Hermione doesn't believe in any ethereal spirituality, but instead uses reason as the yardstick to measure the world.

But Luna was not.

She is definitely a gifted person who can perceive everything through intuition.

Luna is quite adept at using intuition to weave living containers, allowing the stream of spirituality to overflow the banks of reality.

I thought of the premonition Luna had mentioned.

Dylan tries to predict his future with Luna.

—Will it feel familiar?
How familiar could we be?
To Dylan's disappointment, however, he did not 'see' any footage related to Luna.

Or perhaps, he simply saw a deep space in space.

—Dylan believes this is a sign of a failed prophecy.

"It seems I need to further improve my divination skills."

He doesn't even have a suitable prophetic artifact or any decent magical properties yet.

"This also needs to be put on the agenda. When we have time, we'll see if we can trigger any achievements related to the prophecy."

Dylan had actually tried it before.

He has also achieved some success.

But the rewards were all rather insignificant.

These are just numerical values ​​that can enhance his divination talent.

"Luna must have had a considerable talent for divination, but she later apparently became a macabre researcher."

Dylan thought about the plot of the original work.

At the same time, through divination, some fragments of the future were foreseen.

Although he couldn't see his future with Luna, he could see fragments of events that should have happened on the timeline.

"Crazy Girl"

Everyone calls Luna the crazy girl.

It was her keen sensitivity to the spiritual dimension that made Luna somewhat detached from the coordinates of reality.

In addition, her words are usually as casual and unrestrained as clouds.

They also hold extremely firm beliefs about things that seem absurd to others.

That's why she became known as the "crazy girl" in everyone's eyes.

Most people felt that Luna was not sociable and were unwilling to become close friends with her.

—Because there really wasn't much to talk about.

However, in Dylan's opinion...

Luna's talent, however, grants her benefits that are completely unknown to ordinary people.

For example, the insight to see through appearances.

They can always accurately grasp the essence of things even in chaos.

Or perhaps it's about using seemingly unconventional logic to break through certain predicaments.

—After all, she is a member of Ravenclaw, the house that symbolizes wisdom.

"If I can train Cedric and Luna to be my confidants, it will be much easier for me to do many things after I leave school."

Thinking about it.

Sleepiness gradually crept in.

Dylan finally fell into a deep sleep.

Until the darkness gradually receded.

The soft morning light streamed gently into the bedroom through the window.

The light, carrying a hint of warmth, brushed across Dylan's eyebrows and cheeks.

Slowly open your eyes.

Dylan glanced at the time on the pocket watch on the table.

"Another day of not being fully awake."

Dylan wanted to sleep a little longer, but time wouldn't allow him to.

Helpless, Dylan could only cast a wake-up spell on himself and then a spell to dispel his weariness.

Two spells were cast.

Dylan instantly felt a surge of energy.

Get up quickly and tidy up a bit.

He went straight to the owl's enclosure.

I didn't get up too early today, but I didn't get up too late either.

It's only a little past six, almost seven.

He has plenty of time to arrange what he needs to do in the morning before class.

After arriving at the owl shed.

Dylan had just stepped inside.

At a glance, you can see a silver-blonde girl standing by the perch, adding grain to the food bowl of a brown owl.

The morning light slanted in through the wooden door and window.

The hair fell on Luna, making the girl's platinum and silver hair even more dazzling.

At first glance, it's as if you've seen an angel.

Dylan was stunned; he hadn't expected that they had just met late last night.

And here we are again.

—He has a spell that can restore his spirit.

Where is this silver-haired girl?

Aren't you sleepy?

Get up so early?
"You're feeding the owls too?" Luna turned around, her hair swaying gently in the wind. "Good morning."

"Good morning." Dylan nodded, shook the food bag in his hand, and walked over.

After hesitating for a moment, he still asked, "You wake up so early, won't you fall asleep in class?"

Dylan remembers one time when Ron suddenly became very enthusiastic about studying and even tried to get up and study in line with Dylan's schedule.

The result was that it did start.

but--

This guy is so sleepy in class, you could put a bowl on his chin and use it as a garlic press.

In the end, it was Dylan who gave him a slap that dispelled all his weariness.

That still hadn't completely dispelled his drowsiness.

However, it was enough for him to finish a whole day of classes.

Luna shook her head: "I don't need to sleep that long."

“Uh, okay.” Dylan smacked his lips and shrugged.

He came to Luna's side.

As Dylan watched her feed the owls, she would occasionally toss a couple of pellets of cat food to the fawning white owl next to her.

Dylan glanced at it.

Hey!
Isn't that his owl?
Upon seeing its owner approach.

Luna called out a few times.

Luna was somewhat surprised: "It recognizes you, so you're its owner?"

Dylan nodded with a dark expression: "Yes."

Luna tilted her head: "In that case, I have something to tell you."

Dylan looked over: "What is it?"

Luna then looked at the snowy owl that Dylan kept: "Do you usually feed it meat strips?"

Dylan blinked: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Luna pointed to the snowy owl's droppings: "Look, they're a bit dry, aren't they? Don't forget to feed it some pet food; it contains many of the elements it needs."

"Oh, is that so? Thank you, I understand."

He was usually too busy. Although he would take some time to feed the snowy owl some high-grade meat strips that he had specially prepared, he never had time to pay attention to these things.

"What's it called?"

Luna asked.

Dylan was taken aback again.

He touched his nose: "Uh, its name is Luna."

(End of this chapter)