Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 216 How did Cedric start talking to Professor Trelawney?

After searching all night long.

The final result was exactly as Dylan had predicted.

—None of the professors could find out where Sirius was hiding in the school.

Dylan accepted the outcome readily.

—After all, he couldn't exactly roll his eyes to the back of his head.

What else can I do but accept it?
If those professors really want to find someone.

Dylan simply couldn't believe it—that so many professors with exceptional magical skills, and Old Dumbledore, the most powerful mage on Earth.

So many people searched all night, but in the end they couldn't even find a single hair of Sirius.

Is this reasonable?

If you can't find someone, can't you at least leave a trace?

They went to great lengths, searching for Sirius's location entirely by manpower.

The water level is so high that the Black Lake is about to overflow and flood the entire Hogwarts.

Although a little Sirius has appeared in the school.

But during the day, everyone does what they're supposed to do.

However, the following evening, Old Deng did not allow the students to continue gathering in the auditorium.

Instead, they joined the other professors in casting multiple protective charms on the common rooms of the four Hogwarts houses.

Moreover, the Fat Lady has not yet fully recovered from her injuries since being attacked by Sirius.

Someone else must be arranged to take over the Gryffindor common room door.

However, Dumbledore asked many people about this, but did not receive a definite answer.

Nobody wanted to guard the Gryffindor common room door.

In the end, it was Sir Cadogan who stepped forward and was willing to take on this responsibility.

Old Deng praised him for his bravery and fearlessness, and then re-erected a picture frame in front of the Gryffindor common room door.

Sir Cadogan also moved in.

Dylan would always be greeted by him.

Dylan responded to each of them.

Except for some special ones.

For example, Sir Cadogan would ask Dylan to go find Dumbledore.

Because this guy wanted to duel with those portraits in the principal's office.

It's unclear where he learned that Dylan and Dumbledore were very close and that Dylan could freely enter and leave the headmaster's office.

When Dylan first heard this guy's request.

I almost thought I heard wrong.

You are short in stature, accompanied only by a fat horse, though you are indeed fully armed.

But what gives you the right to cause trouble for those portraits in the principal's office?
To this, Dylan could only say...

Old Deng has a really good eye for people!
This guy is really brave!
This guy just blurted out something that even he wouldn't dare to do—and he even asked him for help!
Dylan, of course, refused.

After being rejected.

Sir Cadogan wanted to duel Dylan.

Dylan just smiled.

In fact, to some extent.

His current strength is no less than, if not greater than, those portraits in the principal's office.

He viewed this belligerent jazz man with the same detached detachment a headmaster would show concern for a dim-witted brat.

No matter what sharp or sarcastic things the other party says, you can just laugh it off.

After being ignored by Dylan several times.

Sir Cadogan would still greet Dylan every day.

However, the passwords he set became increasingly complex.

—Even absurd.

Sir Cadogan would sometimes challenge other young wizards to duels, but no one paid him any attention.

So, during the time when no one was dueling, Sir Cadogan's mind seemed to be stimulated by something.

He was desperately trying to figure out some complicated and difficult-to-remember entry instructions.

Moreover, the replacements were not carried out in an orderly manner according to the prescribed time.

down one day.

I want to get in.

The password might be changed two or three times, or even four or five times!

Dylan reasonably believes so.

This guy volunteered to guard the Gryffindor common room when no one else wanted to take on the job.

They wanted to try to control the students' and wizards' right to enter and leave the lounge.

However, Dylan himself doesn't frequently enter or leave the dormitory.

Sometimes he would spend the whole day either in the library or in his dorm room.

Even if you don't know the password, just ask anyone, and you'll basically know the answer.

This meant that Kado and Jazz, who had always wanted to stop Dylan, were unable to do so even once.

He was so angry that he couldn't even stand looking at his own fat horse.

However, Sir Cadogan's arrival had little impact on Dylan, but Neville, the chubby boy with a bad memory, became the biggest loser.

Sometimes, he just wanted to go to the greenhouse to water the flowers.

As a result, when they returned, they were stuck outside the door for quite a while.

Sometimes they even wait until dinner time.

He'll go have dinner again, then come back and continue using the card.

Only then, with the help of others, can one re-enter the lounge.

Ultimately, as far as Dylan knows.

Neville, that chubby little guy, had asked him several times about the password to the lounge door.

Finally, I apologize for having prepared a piece of parchment.

—Every time Sir Cadogan changed the password for the gate.

Neville would write down the passwords word by word on a piece of paper.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

—Although the things I remember had absolutely nothing to do with studying.

day.

Old Deng would still lead his group of teachers to sweep around from time to time.

The result was very disappointing.

No one saw a single hair on Sirius's head.

Moreover, it's unclear whether the plot has reached some kind of pessimistic or tense turn.

At Hogwarts, it started to rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

This makes it inconvenient for Dylan to go to the Forbidden Forest at night.

Luna hasn't been to the Forbidden Forest lately since the rains, and naturally, her contact with Dylan has also decreased.

—They haven't been to Hufflepuff's kitchen in the last few days either.

Because the professors wouldn't allow it.

in the afternoon.

Dylan was reading a book in the library.

—In fact, most students are not allowed to be alone in the library.

Especially for younger students.

Or, to put it another way, students below the fifth grade.

Dylan was the only exception.

No professor restricted his movements.

Other students either rest, attend classes, or stay in their dormitories every day.

However, Dylan was still free to move around.

Outside the library at this moment.

Lead-gray clouds churned above Hogwarts.

The weather felt oppressive. Rain began to fall.

All the raindrops, the size of beans, pelted the castle spire, then flowed down the gargoyles' horns and the fangs of the water sprites, forming silver lines that splashed up in coin-sized sprays on the stone pavement.

It was afternoon, but the twilight outside the window was quite deep.

Even the surface of Black Lake was battered by dense raindrops, creating countless eddies.

Dylan listened to the pattering sound of the wind whipping the rain against the windowpane.

He didn't find it noisy.

Instead, he continued flipping through the book in his hands.

Actually, the climate at Hogwarts is pretty much the same every year around this time.

Last year.

Dylan took advantage of this rainy day.

They successfully cultivated into Animagus.

Dylan doesn't catch a cold in this kind of weather.

However, the heavy rain made the library feel damp and cold.

This made Dylan uncomfortable, but he would simply cast a warming spell around himself, along with a spell to remove moisture.

So in essence, there is no substantial impact.

I must mention one more thing.

—Magic is really so useful.

Dylan huddled in the armchair by the fireplace.

In addition, he cast a warming spell.

The air felt warm and cozy.

Sudden.

A warm sensation carrying the scent of pine swept past me.

When Dylan looked up.

Cedric was already standing in the flickering glow of the fire.

The Hufflepuff prefect was tall and slender, with a few raindrops clinging to his dark blue robes, and the silver-embroidered house badge gleamed warmly in the firelight.

The man's blond hair, wet with rain, became even more dazzling, with a few stray strands falling across his smooth forehead, making his gentle eyes even more captivating.

Dylan raised an eyebrow.

—If a young girl were standing here right now, she would probably be completely captivated by this guy.

"Senior, is there something you need?"

This wasn't the first time they'd met.

However, the last time they met, this guy came to find him at the library, and this time it was the same.

Cedric smiled gently, his voice deep and resonant: "Junior, I really didn't expect that while everyone else is confined to their dorms, you're able to leisurely read books in the library."

Dylan chuckled and shrugged. "I think the rumors that I'm the professors' most prized student, and that even Professor Snape admires my talent and diligently teaches me magic... should have spread throughout the upperclassmen by now."

Cedric raised the corners of his mouth: "I have indeed heard from many people that Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin, would be kind and gentle to a first-year student."

Dylan put down his book: "Let me correct you—the amiable demeanor is fake—have you ever seen Professor Snape give anyone a kind look?"

Cedric nodded: "At least I don't have any."

Dylan looked around and found that there were no benches for Cedric to sit on.

He simply didn't invite the other person and sat down to chat with him face to face.

"I think you'll put a lot of pressure on Gryffindor once you become Hufflepuff's Quidditch captain and Seeker."

Cedric was taken aback upon hearing this.

He has indeed become the Quidditch captain of Hufflepuff.

Part-time ball finder.

However, after the previous captain graduated.

The position of Quidditch Captain in Hufflepuff has remained vacant.

—This is a Quidditch team designed to confuse the other students.

This allows them to adjust their team composition at any time while maintaining an advantage that prevents their opponents from anticipating any new tactics they might employ.

However, in order to accomplish this task...

They were right on the line and right on time.

Finally, just before the deadline for adjusting the Quidditch team roster.

They had just submitted their Hufflepuff Quidditch team roster.

And he applied to become the captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.

The Quidditch teams of the other three houses shouldn't have heard about this yet.

Why would Dylan know this?

How did he find out about this?
For an instant.

Cedric was reminded of the image Boggart had conjured up when Dylan faced him recently.

And the various comments and nicknames people usually give to this mysterious little Gryffindor wizard in private.

The most talked-about topic was naturally the professor's favorite good student.

Besides.

There are also many strange and unusual names.

For example, Ravenclaw in Gryffindor.

Or perhaps—Slytherin from Gryffindor.

After all, only Slytherin students would receive a certain amount of patience and affection from Professor Snape.

Dylan was clearly an accident.

Besides these.

It has another name.

That is……

A fortune teller who is even better at divination than the teacher of a divination class.

Cedric paused slightly, his mind racing.

"I came here today because I really wanted to ask about what happened last time."

Cedric looked at Dylan: "I recently met the professor of divination. At first, I wanted to ask him other questions, but then we talked about your Boggart, which is actually my corpse."

"Professor Trelawney made a very exaggerated statement about this—she claimed that you are a person with an extremely good talent for divination, and that your divination ability may be even stronger than the professor's."

"Although I'm not sure if she has any real talent for divination, I choose to trust her, so I wanted to ask you about it in detail."

"Did you see images of me during one of your divination sessions?"

"For example—witnessing my death, so that when you faced the Boggart, it conjured up my image?"

"Will I end up like that?"

Legilimency allowed Dylan to easily capture Cedric's emotions and thoughts as he expressed himself.

—Although this outstanding and strong student has been recognized by many people for both his magical talent and his character.

but……

It involves one's own safety.

He was somewhat panicked.

However, Dylan could understand.

After all, any living being with intelligence...

Who isn't afraid of death?
Cedric is, after all, just a student and not yet a full adult.

She could even be considered a child.

He was facing the terrifying dangers he might encounter in the future.

He would naturally want to get to the bottom of this.

"Dylan, do you know something that you just didn't tell me last time?"

Dylan pursed his lips.

He was puzzled as to how Professor Trelawney had managed to steer the conversation toward him while talking to Cedric.

At the same time, he was somewhat surprised by Cedric's premonition.

Of course, it's also possible that Professor Trelawney, following her old tricks, deliberately gave Cedric a fright.

That reminded the other party of the last time he turned Boggart into a tree-like creature, and it even looked a lot like him.

Dylan originally planned to wait until the time was right, rescue the person directly, and then help him gain some benefits after he entered the Ministry of Magic.

But now that he's asked...

(End of this chapter)