Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 2 Magical Creatures: Dark Shadows

In the wizarding world, there are three spells that are recognized as the most evil, vicious and cruel unforgivable curses.

It's the Cruciatus Curse, the Killing Curse, and the Imperius Curse.

The nature of these three spells is extremely special. Firstly, there is no counter-spell to them, and secondly, the conditions for their casting are extremely harsh.

It requires extremely strong negative emotions and magical powers that are beyond ordinary people.

Like most dark magic.

Once the user recites the spell, the dark power will quietly erode their mind, causing them to gradually lose their nature.

Because of this, the laws of the wizarding world have strictly declared that anyone who dares to use these three spells will be punished.

Once discovered, you will be imprisoned in Azkaban for life!
Dylan was helpless. He never expected that the three random maximum-level spells would actually fill up the Unforgivable Curse.

"Calm down, Dylan, calm down. Spells are just tools, even the Unforgivable Curses!"

Dylan raised his hand and patted his cheek, muttering to himself, "At least I can protect myself, right?"

It is said that offense is the best defense. Although he did not draw the Warding of Heroes, it is unforgivable, but it is not unacceptable.

After deceiving myself in my heart.

Dylan calmed down a lot, and then he turned his attention back to the system panel in front of him.

In addition to the three maximum-level spells, he also has a free magical creature to claim.

"God, Lord Voldemort, please grant me a cute creature. It doesn't matter if it's not powerful. I don't ask for a phoenix or a unicorn, just not one that looks like Gargamel."

Perhaps Voldemort heard Dylan's prayers.

In an instant, the star exploded.

Dylan felt the void in front of him was twisting.

In the blink of an eye, a little creature that looked like a black cat, but more like a lynx, jumped out lightly.

It has a small body and its fur is deep black, like midnight, so rich that there is no other color.

Dylan looked at it and everything went dark again.

Although this little guy is a kitten, he doesn't look adorable at all. Instead, he looks a bit cold.

Looking into its eyes, Dylan had a feeling that he was witnessing something ominous.

"Moo~" The little guy's claws were hidden under the ball of fur, and his black eyes stared straight at Dylan.

[News]: You have obtained the magical pet - Black Shadow!
[Message]: Your pet space is open!

"Black Shadow?"

Dylan glanced at the system panel, which contained a detailed introduction to the little guy.

After reading it, he sighed.

"Luckily, it's not some evil magical creature. If you want to keep one, you need a license, otherwise it's illegal."

However, the system also gave him a pet space, where Dylan could put the little Black Shadow and didn't have to keep it by his side all the time.

"Moo!"

Little Black Shadow's voice became louder, as if telling Dylan something.

And Dylan actually found that he seemed to be able to vaguely sense what the little guy wanted to express.

"You want me to hug you?" Dylan winked.

"Moo!" Little Black Shadow raised his head.

Oh, you're still a little tsundere?
And why is this sound mooing?
Dylan reached out and gently held the little Wuying in his arms.

"Little one, since you are my pet, how about I give you a name?"

The little black shadow curled up its legs, raised its head and glanced at Dylan, but did not move.

"You're so handsome, with all the black hair, I'll call you that from now on."

"Coal Ball, what do you think? Do you like this name?"

"Moo?!" Little Black Shadow bared his teeth.

Seeing that it did not object, Dylan's big eyes flashed with a light, and he seemed very satisfied, so he rubbed it.

"I'm glad you like it. Your master and I need to do something else. Please stay in the space first."

"Moo??"

Dylan put the briquettes into the pet space.

He sensed it and found that this space was similar to a Poké Ball. Pets would not feel uncomfortable staying in it, and would not even feel anything.

“I don’t know if it will be possible to upgrade the pet space into the real world in the future.”

Dylan pondered this in his mind, and couldn't help but start thinking that when he needed to go to Diagon Alley, he would have to ask around at the Magical Creatures Shop.

How do I apply for a breeding license for this black shadow?

After all, it is his first pet. He can't hide it like he is raising a mistress, right?
"Hey, what's going on? School hasn't even started yet, and you've already done all sorts of illegal things."

I carefully checked the Hogwarts admission letter again and looked over the list of school supplies that came with the letter.

Remembering the key points, Dylan put the two pieces of parchment into an envelope, turned and walked out of the basement.

"Mommy! I have to announce something to you!"

After daily washing and tidying up.

The family of three sat around the dining table, and Dylan told his parents about the magic academy.

However, his parents stared at the letter on the table with suspicion.

"Hubert, can you believe this? I mean...this magic thing?" Dylan's mother Maeve had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"My dear, I also find it incredible, but Dylan has always been honest." Hubert reached out and picked up a piece of parchment and examined it carefully.

"You mean, this is a prank played on Dylan by his friends?" Maeve's doubts were somewhat relieved when she heard that.

"Mom, you know I don't have many friends." Dylan blinked and reminded softly.

Maeve and Hubert looked at each other.

Could it be that my son met a scammer?

Dylan could actually use his spell on his parents to reassure them.

But there was no need, he was still too young to want to hold the Harry Potter script in his hands.

Although his parents were poor, they still loved him very much.

"Well, Dad, I think I might be able to reply to a letter. What if it's true?" His face showed just the right amount of longing.

"Magic?" Hubert flicked the parchment with his fingers and frowned slightly.

"Oh, my baby, you can reply to the letter, but you are not allowed to go with anyone else, okay?" Maeve said seriously.

"Of course!" Dylan agreed readily.

After dinner, Dylan's parents watched him write his reply, as today was a day off.

Looking at their son's serious expression as he drew each stroke, the couple said nothing more.

After all, he is just a child, and it is normal for him to be curious about these unusual things. It's just a reply to a letter, and there is no need for them to stop him.

Wait until Dylan finishes writing the letter and places it by the window on the living room desk.

A whole day passed, but there was no sign of the owl.

"Baby, don't be sad. Maybe Santa Claus will leave you some magical gifts at Christmas."

Seeing Dylan running to the window to read the letter from time to time, Maeve couldn't help but comfort him.

"Ah? Santa Claus?" Dylan was stunned.

No, Mom, what month is it now?
Are you going to paint cakes for me until Christmas?

(End of this chapter)