Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 199 Dylan, are you dating Luna?
"Luna?"

Luna blinked and raised an eyebrow: "What a coincidence."

Her eyes unconsciously curved into crescents: "We actually have the same name."

Luna's brown owl seemed to understand, tilting its head to look at the snowy owl right beside it.

Dylan gave an awkward smile.

He swore that when he named the owl, he had no idea that there was actually a person named Luna.

However, his owl is named Luna, which at least sounds somewhat different...

Dylan glanced at his owl's round, bulging eyes and cleared his throat.

"Actually, looking back now, I feel that this is not a coincidence. When I first saw Luna, I thought she was a very intelligent owl."

"—And if you compare them, don't you think its eyes are somewhat like yours? A bit vacant, yet it seems to be hiding a lot of thoughts."

"So when I was choosing a name, this was the first one that popped into my head. Maybe it was fate?"

Luna laughed and took out a nut from her pocket and handed it to Luna.

Dylan's snowy owl tilted its head and sniffed, then gently pecked Luna's finger with its beak, signaling her to let go.

"It seems it doesn't mind having the same name as someone else."

Uh?
Dylan was stunned.

Shouldn't this be a question of whether you mind or not?
Luna smiled and said, "Or you're right, there's some magic hidden in names that we can't see."

Dylan watched as his snowy owl swallowed the nut and then stood side by side with Luna's owl on the perch.

The two owls are one white and one brown.

One preens its feathers, the other pecks at a nut.

They look like they've known each other for a long time.

—In fact, Dylan recognized the brown wood owl.

He had seen Luna before when he came to feed her.

He even threw a few scraps of meat that Luna didn't really want to eat to the brownwood owl.

"So what is it called?"

"Mist and haze."

Luna then pulled a handful of sunflower seeds in their shells from her pocket.

Dylan glanced at her pocket.

There's a lot of random stuff here.

“They’ve almost finished eating. Have you eaten?” Dylan asked.

"Not yet." Luna shook her head.

“Let’s go to the cafeteria together. After we eat, I’ll read for a little while, and then it’ll be time to go to class,” Dylan suggested.

“Sure, that’s perfect. I’m going to read a book after I finish eating—do you know any books that mention the Curved-nosed Snoring Beast?” Luna nodded slightly and then turned to look at Dylan.

“Uh—no.” Dylan paused, then slowly shook his head.

"Then, a harassing horsefly? Or a nymph hook?" Luna pressed.

Dylan's eyelids twitched slightly: "Sorry, no."

“Okay, I’ll look for it myself later. You don’t need to feel embarrassed,” Luna said.

Dylan: (.)
what?
What do you mean I don't need to feel embarrassed?
What do I have to be embarrassed about?

That was just a polite remark!

Take a deep breath.

Dylan forced a smile: "I believe you will likely find out about these creatures later. As for now... let's hurry up and eat."

He didn't know whether these creatures existed or not.

At least he had never heard of it, nor had he heard that Luna had eventually been found.

However, Luna possesses an astonishing talent in the spiritual dimension, and her magical aptitude is also exceptionally high.

Therefore, if creatures like the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast exist on a level unseen by others, like guardian deities, they come from another spiritual world.

So it's entirely possible that Luna will see glimpses of these creatures someday.

But Dylan didn't seem to care much about it.

—Anyway, those organisms might not necessarily be suitable experimental materials for him.

and……

Making rice is the priority now!
Luna nodded.

He stayed by Dylan's side.

The two walked towards the restaurant.

When they arrived at the restaurant entrance.

There were already quite a few people in the cafeteria.

Harry and Ron were also in their seats.

When Dylan entered, Neville waved to him.

As a result, he saw two figures, one tall and one short, entering the restaurant one after the other.

In particular, Dylan simply nodded after seeing him and greeting him.

However, they did not immediately head towards Gryffindor's location.

Instead, he turned around and chatted with the beautiful silver-haired girl next to him.

The two of them separated.

He waited for Dylan to sit down next to him.

Neville first glanced at Harry and the others.

Then he glanced in the direction the silver-haired girl had left.

It seems he went over to Ravenclaw's table.

Naveen paused.

"Dylan, do you know that girl?"

Dylan nodded: "I met her this morning when I was feeding the owls. She has the same name as my owl, which is a coincidence, so we chatted."

He was telling the whole truth, only the narrative order was slightly reversed.

Neville assumed that they had met in the owlhouse and had been chatting all along.

"That's it."

Hermione also saw the silver-haired girl who had been following Dylan.

She had a feeling she couldn't quite describe.

I feel unwell, but I don't know what's wrong.

"You said her name is Luna? I've heard of her. A lot of people say she's a bit odd. You two seem to get along well?" Hermione asked.

Dylan raised an eyebrow: "We just have a lot in common when it comes to magical creatures, as for anything abnormal..."

Ron carefully lowered his head to eat, glancing at Hermione out of the corner of his eye while muttering to himself.

"Don't say others are abnormal, everyone usually says you're not quite normal either."

Hermione glared at her: "What did you say?!"

Ron immediately shook his head: "No, no, I didn't say anything!"

Hermione stabbed a piece of char siu bao with a knife and fork.

Juice gushed out instantly.

Ron broke out in a cold sweat.

"I got to know Luna briefly on the way, and I found that she has a pretty high talent for spirituality. If she can learn divination later, you can listen to her prophecies."

Hermione pouted: "What's so interesting about fortune-telling?"

Ron scratched his head: "Actually, divination is quite useful. Wasn't it because of that prophecy that Harry defeated the Dark Lord?"

Hermione gave a soft snort and continued eating without saying another word.

Wait until the meal is over.

Everyone headed to the classroom.

……

Time flies by.

October arrived quickly.

During this time.

Dylan is still incredibly busy.

Prepare various birthday and holiday gifts.

This includes reading and acquiring new knowledge.

And to learn spells from Dumbledore.

However, unlike other professors, Old Deng didn't give him extra tutoring every now and then, and he would only do so at the appointed time.

This old man, whether there's something to do or not, he'll even ask for leave in reverse for him!
I have no idea what kind of things they usually do.

However, Dylan had other plans for his free time. During this time, he would also remind the professors from time to time not to forget to make his portrait.

Professor McGonagall was the fastest.

We are now in the stage of nurturing the portrait.

To Dylan's surprise, apart from Professor McGonagall, the fastest was not Professor Flitwick, but Professor Snape.

The old man has already created a basic portrait of him, and the next step is to continuously dedicate time to nurturing him.

Professor Flitwick is usually very busy.

The Charms class covers a wide range of topics, so its curriculum is always much broader than that of Transfiguration or Potions.

So the progress of Professor Flitwick's portrait production was a bit slower, but still roughly on track.

The most procrastinating one was naturally Old Deng.

This old man is not only unenthusiastic in teaching Dylan.

Even the portrait production was slow and hesitant.

When Dylan went to ask Dumbledore for a lesson last time, he noticed that Dumbledore had never hung his portrait on the wall, so he asked about it.

But in the end, I learned...

This old man hasn't even finished making the character yet!
Fortunately, Dylan didn't have a high demand for portraits.

He simply wanted to collect portraits of professors in his own world.

If he has any problems normally.

You can also ask these professors what they think about the portraits.

—Actually, Dylan sometimes encounters things he doesn't understand.

Especially the parts involving black magic.

He couldn't very well ask Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape for help.

So Dylan would ask Tom instead.

This guy is mostly uncooperative.

They won't behave until they've been given a fatal curse.

However, Dylan never fully believed what he said.

Regarding Tom's answer.

He always treats it as just a reference.

—Who knows if this guy has set some trap in his answer, waiting for him to fall into it.

It's important to know that the operation of magic is a very dangerous thing, not to mention that Dylan has been trying to create spells lately.

The questions Dylan asked Tom were mostly related to the creation of black magic.

But it doesn't matter.

Ask boldly.

Verify carefully.

Dylan does not blindly pursue speed.

Mastering the spell is important, but practicing it prudently is even more crucial.

That is the standard he set.

Meanwhile, during this period.

He sometimes went to the Forbidden Forest to meet with Hagrid.

Even after it's over, I still occasionally run into Luna.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find the unicorn again during this time.

This made Dylan determined that if he encountered a unicorn again, he would definitely place a Dark Magic Mark on it!
Where are you going all the time when you're never home?

Just like that old man Dumbledore!
Another busy day.

After finishing the morning classes.

Dylan went to the restaurant with Neville and the others for a meal.

Luna eats very quickly.

Dylan had just stepped into the restaurant when he ran into Luna, who was leaving.

The other person walked out of the restaurant.

That platinum blonde hair was unusually styled into a loose, low ponytail today.

Instead of holding the wand in her hand, she tucked it into the hair behind her ear, using it to hold the style in place.

She was wearing carrot-shaped earrings, the orange-red color of which added a touch of vibrancy to her pale cheeks.

No one knows where she ran off to; behind her ear was a dandelion fluffy feather covered in dew, looking like a piece of stardust that someone had casually scattered.

Dylan waved at her: "Good afternoon, the look is great, very unique—did you secretly take a hairdressing class with your wand?"

Looking at Luna's silver hair, he couldn't help but joke.

"Your hair is even more exquisite than Professor Flitwick's wig."

This was our meeting in the Forbidden Forest during this period.

Although Dylan and Luna didn't have many opportunities to meet and chat during the day, it also made them more familiar with each other.

Luna looked up at Dylan, her platinum blonde hair trembling slightly in the light and shadow at the doorway.

This girl's demeanor is relaxed yet reveals a natural and innate charm.

Especially her perpetually misty gray eyes made her look like an elf.

A smile curved her lips.

She tilted her head and brushed aside the strands of hair that were hanging by her ear.

"It said it prefers to be a hairpin rather than a spell, and I think that's not bad either. When I walk, I can hear the sound of the wind passing through the core of the staff."

Needless to say, Dylan knew that when Luna said "it," she was referring to her wand.

Dylan smiled and said, "Very good. I'll go eat now."

Luna nodded, chatted with Dylan for a few words, and then continued walking forward, leaving the restaurant.

Neville followed Dylan, blinking incessantly.

The two of them remained seated until they joined Ron and the others.

Ron, who was sitting on the other side of Dylan, couldn't help but nudge him with his elbow.

"Hey! Dylan, seriously, the rock cake Hagrid gave you, you gave it to that girl, and she ate it..."

Ron winked at Dylan, then lowered his voice.

"Are you two dating?"

Harry looked over.

Hermione was not there at the time.

Her classes were more numerous than anyone else's.

They've probably just finished class and are heading to the cafeteria.

Harry looked at Dylan with curiosity as well.

Dating?

In fact, many students at Hogwarts do this.

He even saw two people secretly kissing in the bathroom!

He was shocked!

They quickly ran away.

But this also made him curious.

—Become curious about dating.

In his memory, his aunt didn't seem to kiss his uncle much.

Sometimes, he would even show some impatience when faced with his uncle's demands.

Although it was well hidden.

But Harry, having observed people's expressions for so long, still managed to catch even the slightest changes in their expressions.

Are they no longer willing to kiss because they're all married?

If Dylan is dating that silver-haired girl...

Did they kiss?
After Dylan sat down, he casually moved the golden-brown honey-roasted chicken and the cream of mushroom soup on a silver platter closer to himself.

The sauce on the chicken leg was still bubbling.

The sweet aroma of honey mixed with the scent of herbs wafts over you.

The mushroom soup was topped with a layer of smooth milk foam and sprinkled with chopped parsley, which looked as green as if it had just been picked from a greenhouse.

There were sizzling sausages on the baking tray next to Dylan.

It's already been sliced, with glistening pink meat juices seeping from the cut surfaces. Paired with baked potatoes marinated in butter, it's incredibly appetizing.

"Dating?"

Dylan looked at Ron: "Why would you think that?"

(End of this chapter)