Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 209 Voldemort's daughter, not Voldemort's daughter?!

"Go on, with your friends."

Dylan ultimately did not take action against the remaining Dementors in the Ministry of Magic.

Although he really wanted to pack all these Dementors into his pet world.

However, the Ministry of Magic wasn't stupid either.

If he did that, it would definitely cause a huge uproar and lead to even stricter surveillance of Hogwarts by the Ministry of Magic.

Although he didn't particularly care about it, the Ministry of Magic's surveillance had nothing to do with him.

However, if Sirius Black hasn't made contact with Harry by then, he might be captured and taken back.

That would be a terrible sin.

Even if he were Voldemort a hundred times, it wouldn't work.

—Because Voldemort himself was useless.

Drop the Dementors.

From A to G, everyone was still a bit confused.

they……

Free?

This devil just let them go?
simply!
Unbelievable!!

The seven Dementors are grouped together.

Although Dylan was invisible at this time, they could still sense the location of their "master".

—And the intensely aggressive gaze from the other party.

At this moment.

The seven Dementors surprisingly felt a strange sense of wonder.

—Similar to the pleasurable memories of a drug-using wizard, but not quite the same.

This wonderful feeling seems to be...

Joy from the bottom of their hearts?!
Little A turned its head, and through the hole in its hood, looked back at its kind who were drifting freely.

Suddenly, a complex and indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.

Is this what humans call the feeling of wanting to cry tears of joy?

Unfortunately, Dementors don't actually cry.

When they saw that Dylan didn't seem to have any intention of taking them, along with their other brothers and sisters, they scattered in all directions.

Dylan glanced at the Dementors who were having such a good time and pursed his lips.

"No, aren't you guys born from extreme negative emotions? How can you feel this positive emotion without consuming pleasure?"

Shaking his head, Dylan turned and left.

He had only just reached the doorway a short while ago.

This was the only outpost established by the Ministry of Magic, used to guard, feed, and relay orders to the Dementors.

Hearing the commotion behind him, he immediately got up to check the situation.

"It's not lunchtime yet! Everyone be quiet!"

Dylan ignored the situation.

Instead, they took another stroll around Hogsmeade Village.

Next, he went to the house Lockhart had purchased here.

—A small, dilapidated house.

It looks like a place specifically designed for refuge.

"Why would Lockhart, who was both rich and popular at the time, buy such a dilapidated house?"

Dylan, concealing himself, approached the door.

However, at that moment, he sensed a hint of magic within it.

Dylan immediately frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without making a sound, he lifted his body off the ground, without any footsteps, and silently passed through the house to the house Lockhart had purchased.

The room was quite empty.

There was almost nothing.

Even the furniture was scarce.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.

However, there were several footprints on top.

Dylan looked down.

The footprints didn't seem to be men's footprints; rather, they appeared rather small.

Dylan blinked.

"Woman, child, or fairy?"

While in Gringotts, Dylan had heard that some goblins would sneak into houses that had been uninhabited for a long time to investigate.

If there are any valuable items in the house, they might be stolen by this fairy.

When the goblins of Gringotts mentioned this to him, they held such goblins in deep contempt.

Could it be that the one sneaking into his house now is also this kind of demon?
Dylan floated in mid-air, his figure concealed, and his magical aura was also bound within his body, so as not to disturb the infiltrators as much as possible.

—The reason I call them intruders is because it's broad daylight, yet the room is so dark.

If a decent person bought this house from the fairies, how could they not renovate it?
Gringotts has a presence in real estate across the country.

So when Lockhart bought this house, Dylan guessed that it must have been purchased from the fairies.

Lockhart's heinous deeds are now fully exposed to all wizards, and he seems to have disappeared.

There's a good chance the fairy will come and deal with the property he left behind.

However, whether anyone will buy this dilapidated house is another matter entirely.

—But the people who rush in now are definitely not the ones who bought the house through legitimate means.

The house is very small, with only one room.

The partitioned area leads to the living room, while inside is a small bedroom.

Dylan arrived at the bedroom door.

The wooden door was half-closed.

A woman's silhouette could be seen through the gap.

It came straight into Dylan's view.

"A woman?" Dylan raised an eyebrow.

The other person was wearing a grayish-black robe.

The collar and cuffs are embroidered with some snake-shaped patterns.

Her silver-blue curly hair was casually tied back with a leather cord, with a few strands hanging down on either side of her face, making her skin appear exceptionally pale.

She seemed to be rummaging through something, her hands moving quickly.

There was a bit more furniture in the bedroom.

It was just a few cabinets and a bed.

The woman didn't miss a single drawer, and even examined every corner carefully.

Because the curtains were drawn tightly, the room was unusually dark.

However, Dylan was already used to seeing in the dark.

While the woman was rummaging through things, Dylan noticed that she seemed to be wearing a silver ring on the ring finger of her left hand.

The ring's surface is engraved with patterns resembling the mark of the Dark Lord.

Death Eaters?

However, the markings on this ring are smaller than those of a typical Death Eater.

"How could there not be? That old bastard who talks nonsense, even after he disappeared, he's still causing us so much trouble!"

Dylan squinted, and as the other turned around, the hem of her cloak lifted, revealing half of one boot.

It also has some patterns on it, making it look like a coiled snake.

An old geezer spouting nonsense?
Could it be that this woman knows Lockhart and came specifically to see him?

"Where did he hide the blood diamond that can affect unicorns?!"

Dylan listened to the other person's accent.

—It has a slightly fuzzy southern British accent, but some words are pronounced very heavily.

"Not here?"

Until the woman turned around completely.

Dylan could see half of the other person's face.

Ok……

At first glance, it was a very heavy eyeshadow.

Who is this woman?

Dylan thought for a long time.

I didn't recognize who this person was.

The other party was clearly looking for something in Lockhart's house, but didn't find it.

In the end, they had no choice but to prepare to leave.

After confirming that the other party might be a Death Eater.

Dylan then decided not to let him go.

He had originally planned to kidnap a few more Death Eaters at the tournament.

Whether it's being a test subject or helping him manage his pet world.

Anything is fine. I never expected to run into one like this.

What else would they do if they didn't arrest them?

The woman's fingers had just touched the doorknob.

The wooden plank behind her suddenly creaked.

This was followed by a question.

"What are you looking for?"

The woman was startled and turned around abruptly.

But when she turned around, she saw a guy wearing a wide black robe with his hood half-down, completely covering his face.

"who are you?"

The woman took a half-step back warily, her silver-blue hair brushing against her collarbone with the movement.

Dylan's voice came from deep inside the hood, as cold as a blade dipped in ice water.

"Miss, it's impolite to ask questions without answering them."

The woman was stunned.

what?
She looked Dylan up and down.

He suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Hiding his head and revealing his tail, he seems like one of my father's old subordinates."

Ok?
This time, it was Dylan's turn to be taken aback.

Father's former subordinate?

Dylan immediately thought of someone.

A kind-hearted person who has been raising funds for him.

Voldemort's daughter.

— Delphiny!
Dylan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The lips parted.

He slowly uttered a few words.

"Imperio!"

The Soul-Stealing Curse is always much more effective than the Mind-Reading Curse, which is also known as the Mind-Capturing Curse.

And the instant Dylan finished speaking.

The woman stared in shock.

The next moment, his eyes became vacant.

Dylan carefully reviewed the other person's memories.

as predicted!

This little girl is Voldemort and Bellatrix's daughter!
"Hmm? That's not right. If she's Voldemort's daughter, why don't I sense Voldemort's blood in her?"

The bloodline of a pure-blood wizard is quite easy to recognize.

For Dylan, people with pure-blood wizarding abilities always exude a faint air of "foolishness".

It's not stupid in the true sense.

It's just a feeling.

And for Dylan, this feeling always works.

Although Dylan never actually came into contact with Voldemort's real blood.

However, he has been studying Horcruxes for so long.

We now have a general understanding of Voldemort's aura.

Delphine did indeed exude some bloodline aura from a pure-blood family.

—And quite obviously.

But Dylan believed that she did not have Voldemort's blood.

One reason is that he didn't sense any Voldemort-related aura from the other person.

Another point is...

Voldemort was not a pure-blood wizard.

but!
The pureblood aura emanating from Delphine.

That's what I mean by silliness.

Isn't that a bit too strong?
Perhaps it's not accurate to describe it as "rich" but rather as "pure".

"At this level... this Delphine was probably born from two pure-blooded wizards, right?"

Dylan became interested.

By using the Soul-Stealing Curse.

Dylan was certain that her self-perception was that she was the daughter of Voldemort and Bellatrix, a woman from the Black family.

However, the Black family simply does not acknowledge this.

Secondly, Dylan also did not see anything about "her father" in his memory.

"That's really strange."

Could it be that Delphine wasn't actually Bellatrix and Voldemort's child?
So why did Delphine have the idea in her mind that she was Voldemort's daughter with Bellatrix?
Dylan did not find the answer to this question in the other person's memory.

However, he did understand why Delfini had come to Lockhart's place.

In fact, Lockhart had previously engaged in underground transactions with some Death Eaters.

Lockhart would use his public influence to help Death Eaters evade the Ministry of Magic and to exchange them for more valuable items.

Lockhart purchased this property here.

This is because the other party has hidden a treasure here.

This treasure involves even more things.

—About unicorns.

However, Delfini seemed to know very little about this.

Delphine only knew that Lockhart had hidden a treasure here that could affect unicorns.

It looks like a diamond.

A blood diamond crafted by a high-ranking Death Eater alchemist using a unicorn heart, a Thestral feather, and the obsession of a dark wizard.

In Delfini's understanding, this diamond could interfere with, or even control, unicorns to some extent.

The remaining dark wizards have all found out about this.

However, most people are unaware of the location of Lockhart's property.

Delfini became acquainted with Mr. Boggin of Knockturn Alley.

Finally, they learned this vague clue from the other party.

She amassed wealth for her faith, the death pilgrim Karthus.

After searching for quite some time in Hogsmeade, they finally found this place and confirmed that this house was indeed the property Lockhart had purchased.

Delphine wants to find the blood diamond left behind by Lockhart, and eventually capture some unicorns to sell to Mr. Borgin.

They might even offer the unicorn directly to the great Karthus!
(-)Um……

Difficult.

People worked tirelessly, neglecting sleep and meals, to help him make money.

He bumped into someone, and as a result, he used his Soul-Stealing Technique to subdue them.

Moreover, he originally even planned to capture them and take them back to his own world, to ruthlessly exploit them like slaves...

Avoldem!

Avoldem!

By Voldemort, what a sin, what a sin!

After Dylan learned of Delfini's intentions...

He smacked his lips.

Loosen it.

The soul-capturing magic was withdrawn.

At the same time, he used a spell that could heal the mind to calm Delphine's mind, which was disturbed by the Imperius Curse.

To minimize the effects of the Imperishable Curse on her.

Delfini snapped out of his daze.

Pupils shrink.

She suddenly raised her head, her silver-blue hair swaying, and stared at Dylan warily.

"Don't look at me like that."

Dylan's voice rang out: "Idiot, you don't even recognize me?"

The moment that sentence exploded.

A mark then erupted from Dylan's body.

Delfini was startled and was about to dodge.

But it turned out that the mark seemed to be... the Dark Mark?!

Delfini was taken aback, and the black mark entered his body.

"Since you're willing to follow in my footsteps, then let me control your position at any time!"

Upon hearing this, Delphiny's pupils contracted sharply, and his extremely tattered wand clattered to the ground.

—It almost broke completely.

"You, no, you...you are..."

(End of this chapter)