Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 228 This contains a humiliation curse, specifically targeting Professor Snape.

"Yes, the spells on this are very valuable for my research."

Dylan nodded.

Just as the Weasley twins also showed a look of joy on their faces.

Dylan then changed the subject.

"I don't think you've given Harry a Christmas present yet, have you?"

George and Fred were taken aback.

"Yes, we are still preparing. This map is ready, so we're giving it to you first."

Dylan nodded slightly.

“If you’re not ready yet, you don’t have to. Once I’ve finished studying the spells on this map, I can give it to Harry for you.”

“I think he’ll be very interested in this map, and you can go on an adventure with him—you know, I’m not interested in finding out if there are any secret passages at Hogwarts.”

The Weasley twins paused, then pursed their lips, their expressions hesitant.

—Take the gifts they gave to others and then give them to Harry?

Is this...

Is something not quite right?
However, they were also having a headache about what Christmas present to give Harry.

Dylan's suggestion solved their problem perfectly.

After a moment's hesitation, the two nodded and agreed to Dylan's idea.

"We've already given you the map, so it's yours now. You can give it to whomever you want."

Dylan nodded slightly: "Then it's settled. I think I should be able to figure out the spells on this map pretty well before Christmas."

The Weasley twins didn't say anything more, then told Dylan to quickly put the map away so that Filch wouldn't see it if they ran into each other later.

After saying goodbye to Fred and the others.

Or--

These two guys, even though there was no one around, still sneaked away furtively, as if they were conducting a spy operation.

Dylan walked out with his head held high and a righteous stride, then returned to his dormitory.

There's no one in the dorm right now.

Dylan immediately turned his gaze to his system panel.

Just after the Weasley twins handed him the Marauder's Map, Dylan realized he had triggered a new achievement, but he didn't know what it was.

Dylan didn't have high expectations for this.

After all, Voldemort hasn't appeared as frequently as he did a couple of years ago.

His system had never granted him any particularly remarkable achievements.

The rewards were nothing special and harmless.

Before studying the Marauder's Map, Dylan glanced at it casually.

However, the achievement reward this time was somewhat unexpected for him.

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[Achievement]: I will forever stalk Hogwarts!

[Description]: Ever since you've stuffed the Marauder's Map into your pocket, you can see everything Snape and Voldemort are doing in their little cubicle! —Oh my god, their footprints seem to overlap!
[Requirements for unlocking]: Master the live map.

[Achievement Reward]: Eye of the Stalker.

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"Uh……"

This system is an achievement.

It really is as eye-catching as ever.

Did Professor Snape's footprints overlap with Voldemort's in the cubicle?

what do you want to say?
Dylan's mouth twitched.

If Professor Snape were to see the description of him in this achievement system, he would probably unleash an Avada Kedavra attack right away.

Moreover, this achievement reward, although similar to some of the previous smaller achievements...

For example, the penalty kick aspect could differ from that of improving his physical condition, mental state, or stamina.

This time, the reward was something tangible, seemingly like a skill.

But judging from the name, it doesn't seem very proper.

Eyes that spy?

Dylan had an idea, but he still checked the system's detailed introduction and description of the skill.

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[Characteristic]: Eyes of Sleight of Hand
[Description]: What could be more pleasurable than voyeurizing someone to their face?

[Effect]: With a slight concentration, you will be able to see directly through the surface and perceive what lies behind the obstacle.

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"Uh uh uh……"

Dylan blinked, looking at the description of the system, and his lips twitched violently again.

And what about the eyes that spy on others?

Isn't this just X-ray vision?

Why describe perspective in such a filthy way?

Their X-ray vision technology is mainly used to see through obstacles.

The key is in "seeing".

While stalking is important, it also involves watching.

But isn't this clearly talking about spying?
Shaking his head, Dylan tried looking at his bed.

Then he saw a box under his bed.

That box was specifically used by him to store miscellaneous items.

Although he can put anything he has directly into his briefcase or the system panel space.

But we still need to put on a show of politeness.

Otherwise it would make it seem like he has no luggage at all.

How antisocial are you?
Dylan believes he is still very willing to take care of other people's feelings.

Is there anyone in this world kinder than him?
"Don't be fooled by the fact that all the magic I know is dark magic; I'm actually a kind-hearted child."

Dylan closed his eyes slightly.

The ability to see through things... vanishes.

"A pretty good skill."

In particular, this is not a curse, but simply a characteristic.

Using his special ability doesn't require much magic power; it only consumes a small amount of his mental energy.

Place the pet space suitcase next to your bed.

Dylan, carrying the Marauder's Map, went inside.

Christmas is just around the corner.

In just a few days.

Therefore, he still needs to quickly study the spells cast on this map to find out exactly what they are.

……

Until the night before heading to Hogsmeade Village.

It happened to be Friday.

evening.

Dylan after Harry had eaten.

So he was told to hurry back to his dorm.

Harry was confused.

However, trusting Dylan, he returned to his dormitory immediately after leaving the restaurant.

Ron wanted to catch up.

But Dylan stopped him.

"Hey! What are you two rushing back to the dorm for? And you're leaving me behind!" Ron glared at him.

Dylan glanced back at him indifferently.

His gaze was indifferent.

But that made Ron shudder.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ron coughed twice, then muttered, "Go ahead, go ahead, I haven't finished eating yet anyway!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately placed a plate of steak in front of him.

Then, channeling his grief and anger into his appetite, he grabbed a knife and fork and began to fight with the plate of steak.

Dylan's mouth twitched.

"Eat slowly, or you'll choke."

"?!"

Ron, his mouth bulging, with half a steak still in his mouth and not yet able to refuse, looked up at Dylan in disbelief.

Oh my god!
How did Dylan go from being venomous to being malicious?
He even cursed him!
Merlin's stinky socks!
Could Dylan's curse really be effective?

After all, he's a very magical fortune teller!

Think so.

Ron felt the half-chewed bits of meat in his mouth suddenly slide down his throat. But his throat wasn't ready.

As a result, the bits of meat got stuck in his throat.

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

Ron suddenly started coughing violently, and his face turned bright red.

The half-eaten steak that was still in their mouth fell back onto the plate.

Dylan: "...?"

(.)
Dylan looked puzzled.

What is this doing?
Did you get stuck in your own mess?
Tsk.

Dylan sighed.

Under the bewildered gazes of everyone around.

He slowly raised his wand.

"Sourgify!"

Cleansing spells can do more than just clean.

It can be useful in many things.

Just like now...

As the incantation was recited.

Suddenly, a dazzling rainbow-like light burst forth from the tip of Dylan's wand.

—This is a wand effect he recently activated, costing him 100 Galleons.

And when the light transformed into a stream of water, it rushed rapidly toward Ron's throat.

The light pierced Ron's throat, instantly clearing out the stuck bits of meat.

Ron's airway, which had been blocked by the steak, was instantly cleared.

The small piece of steak scrap that was the culprit flew out of his mouth, coated with some sticky saliva, and then fell onto the plate with a thud.

"Ah~"

Dylan glanced at it with some disdain.

Ron let out a long sigh of relief, but all his strength seemed to have been drained away. He slumped into the chair, panting heavily.

He quickly drank two mouthfuls of water.

He then patted his chest, still shaken.

"Thank God! I was feeling so awful just now!"

Dylan's lips twitched: "I already said, no one's going to take it from you, why are you eating so fast? Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Ron: "..."

I secretly glanced at Dylan.

Ron gave an awkward laugh.

On the surface, they seemed embarrassed, but inside they were roaring.

"As expected! Dylan's words were a curse!!"

Ron thought to himself in disbelief—Dylan is truly a terrifying and evil wizard!
—He's even scarier than his mother!
Dylan didn't even deliberately use Legilimency; he simply watched Ron's ever-changing expressions and knew what the guy was thinking.

Dylan rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay him any attention, and went straight back to his dorm.

Harry's expression was worried: "Is Ron alright...?"

Dylan waved his hand: "Don't worry, as long as he doesn't do anything reckless and keeps stuffing so much food into his mouth, he'll be fine."

Harry paused. "But... what if he keeps courting death?"

Dylan paused, then blinked.

good question!
"If that's the case... I think the professors eating in the cafeteria will probably do something."

Even without professors, there are other students.

Can anyone remain indifferent if they see a person with a prominent lip about to choke to death right in front of them?

It's not like there aren't people who can use magic, why do they have to use the Heimlich maneuver on Ron?

It's about a spell.

Even if the Slytherin members couldn't be bothered with Ron.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw wouldn't stand idly by either.

So Dylan wasn't too worried.

But thinking about it carefully, given Ron's personality...

She might actually sulk and choke herself again...

"Forget it, forget it, why bother with all that?"

Dylan waved his hand dismissively, then turned his gaze to Harry.

Harry turned around and asked, "Dylan, is there something you want to tell me?"

Dylan nodded: "There is something."

Harry didn't speak, but looked at Dylan, waiting for him to continue.

—He was feeling a bit down.

Or you could say they were listless.

After all, he did not obtain the approval or signature of his guardian.

He didn't go to Hogsmeade last time.

This time, everyone can go to Hogsmeade Village again.

He still had to stay at the school—and he would stay there all alone.

How could Harry not feel frustrated?
Especially after everyone returned from Hogsmeade Village last time, they all brought him some things from Hogsmeade Village.

For example, some candy, or non-alcoholic beer.

After tasting it, Harry didn't say how delicious it was, but he really wanted to go for a walk around Hogsmeade with Dylan and Ron.

Even just going to Honeydukes candy store to buy a few candies would be fine.

—He's not short of money!

Of course, it's the wizard's money.

He didn't have any pounds sterling or anything like that.

"I'm going to give you the Christmas present right now."

"Christmas present?"

Upon hearing this, Harry's previously listless eyes instantly lit up.

Dylan nodded, then took out the Marauder's Map.

"This is a map, which Fred, George, and I gave to you together."

Dylan's words were completely shameless and unashamed.

—It's good that he doesn't need to prepare another Christmas present for Harry.

Absolutely perfect!

"What is this?" Harry looked at the map Dylan had taken out—or rather, it was just a piece of parchment with nothing on it.

A little confused.

"Marauder's Map, I don't know if you've heard of it, but I think it's very likely that your dad and his friends made it together."

"Huh?" Harry was stunned and blinked.

He took the parchment from Dylan's hand.

The parchment looks very worn.

Square and upright.

Harry didn't see anything special about it.

Is this a map?

Harry examined the parchment in his hand over and over, but couldn't figure out what it was about.

However, another question arose in his mind.

Harry looked up at Dylan.

"This is a map my dad and the others made? How could it be..."

"Do I still have the twins in their hands?"

Dylan chuckled.

"That's because this thing was in Filch's office before, but it was stolen by Fred and George a few years ago."

"Over the past two years, they have figured out how to operate this map. After I took over, I studied it carefully and speculated that it was probably made by your father and his team."

"Why……"

Before Harry could finish speaking, Dylan immediately began to explain.

“I found the Shame Curse on this map—it’s for Professor Snape.”

The words fell.

Harry immediately shut his mouth.

"Uh uh..."

Ok.

Now he believed it.

"It really is a reason that's impossible to question..."

(End of this chapter)