Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 256 Lockhart is still a member of my Ravenclaw school!
night.

Dylan had no classes all afternoon.

So he stayed in the room where every request was granted.

The Christmas holidays are over.

After the start of the school year.

He has a lot to do.

Most importantly, Dylan is researching it.

How exactly can this be done without damaging Ravenclaw's crown?

Extract Voldemort's soul from within.

It must be said that this is actually a rather complicated matter.

Even though Dylan already has a Horcrux.

Furthermore, he thoroughly studied the structure of almost the entire Horcrux.

The more he learned about the structure of the Horcruxes, the clearer his understanding became.

Separating the soul from a Horcrux without damaging it is an extremely difficult task.

Logically speaking, the soul exists within the body, and severing the connection can be achieved with a killing curse.

But now, Voldemort's Horcruxes are in a situation similar to—

The soul remains the same, but the body has been transformed from flesh into a device powered by dark magic.

The soul is hidden within it, and it is pulled out of the vessel without wanting to destroy the physical body.

It's not just about doing extremely delicate work, but also about having a deeper understanding of the soul.

Dylan has been researching this recently.

Stop what you're doing.

Dylan rubbed his chin.

In a flash, he disappeared into his own world.

Dylan stood next to the wooden house.

At the same time, Ravenclaw's figure appeared in mid-air.

Ever since she entered Dylan's world and broke free from the portrait.

She not only seems like a real person with a physical body, but Ravenclaw also has very strong magical abilities.

At this moment, appearing and disappearing without a trace is one of her methods.

This also puts her almost on the dividing line between reality and illusion.

Sometimes Dylan felt that she was a real person, and other times he felt that she was actually a ghost.

"Dylan, are you still pondering how to extract the fragments of my soul from this crown?"

Dylan nodded, without denying it.

Ravenclaw smiled. "Actually, you could use the simplest way to do this."

Dylan looked at her: "You mean, destroy it?"

Ravenclaw nodded. "It's the easiest way, isn't it?"

“But this could potentially destroy the soul within, and besides, this is, after all, your crown,” Dylan said.

“I don’t care about these things. Besides, I’m already dead. It’s just a crown. It can’t bring me back to life.”

"On the contrary, I never imagined that my crown would be transformed into such a vicious thing by later generations using dark magic."

"Rather than let it be tainted like this, it would be better to let it be completely destroyed."

Ravenclaw's tone was serious, indicating that she still harbored some resentment towards Voldemort for ruining her crown.

Think about it too.

After all, it was a keepsake he had specially left behind.

The result was a guy who inexplicably had no nose.

He turned his own belongings into a container for the other person's soul.

Who could be happy about this?
Moreover, Ravenclaw is the kind of person who is slightly obsessive about cleanliness.

Although Dylan has temporarily returned the crown to Ravenclaw.

However, after learning that Voldemort had destroyed her belongings, Dylan has hardly seen her wearing the crown recently.

"That being said, I still don't intend to destroy it directly."

Dylan smiled.

Ravenclaw didn't say anything more, but simply nodded.

In any case, since Dylan does not intend to destroy her crown by violence and capture the soul fragments within it...

She certainly didn't need to make decisions for Dylan.

"Speaking of which, can I go into this wooden house now?"

Ravenclaw's gaze fell upon the wooden house not far away.

Although she has been able to move freely in this space recently, she still keeps in mind the precautions that Dylan mentioned at the beginning.

Dylan nodded: "Of course."

Ravenclaw's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

"Come with me."

Dylan turned and walked towards the cabin.

Ravenclaw quickly followed.

Dylan pushed open the wooden door.

Lockhart appeared, looking somewhat dazed.

"Go outside first, go for a stroll by yourself."

Dylan waved at him.

Lockhart immediately strode out of the cabin.

Ravenclaw glanced at Lockhart.

During this time, she had met the other party several times and knew how Dylan had captured him and brought him here.

She doesn't know any magic spells.

However, with the help of a forgetting spell, it almost swept through the entire magical world.

Most importantly, this person actually graduated from Ravenclaw!
Ravenclaw himself was somewhat emotionally affected upon learning of this.

In the end, however, she only said one sentence to Dylan.

"Even a bad teacher can teach students something, such as what they shouldn't do and what they shouldn't learn."

Dylan was also surprised after hearing Ravenclaw's words.

Does this mean that wise people always share some common ground in their thinking?
Dumbledore once said something similar.

Ravenclaw repeated it again.

It was like a broken record, repeating everything exactly as it was.

If Dylan hadn't confirmed it, Ravenclaw and Dumbledore definitely wouldn't know each other—at least not the Ravenclaw in his painting.

Dylan was starting to suspect something that wasn't even true.

Watching Lockhart leave with his vacant eyes, Ravenclaw shook his head: "A pitiful man, too."

Dylan raised an eyebrow and turned around: "He's not pitiful at all."

"Oh? How so?" Ravenclaw raised his handsome eyebrows as well.

Dylan knew that Ravenclaw lived alone in his own world, and besides helping him manage the world, he could only read books or play with his pets.

Even a wise man would be bored if no one spoke.

Dylan is usually very busy, and even when he goes into the world, he spends most of his time doing what he needs to do.

Before the experiment began, Dylan could chat with Ravenclaw about some gossip.

He said with a smile, "Lockhart was his mother's darling since he was a child. He was born into a half-blood wizarding family and has two Squib sisters. But his sisters are practically invisible to him."

"This guy has always thought he has the potential to be an emperor. When he entered Hogwarts at the age of eleven, he thought he would gain a lot of fans in the school. But you know, he is just an ordinary wizard."

"In terms of magic, although his level is slightly above the average level of wizards, he is absolutely mediocre compared to some geniuses with even a little talent."

"This guy knew that his talent wouldn't earn him respect, so he took a different approach and became an internet celebrity."

"The potential of an emperor... an internet celebrity?" Ravenclaw blinked.

"Well, in other words, Lockhart was spoiled by his mother and thought he was a magical giant, a figure like Merlin. As for internet celebrity, you can think of him as a celebrity who attracts attention."

Ravenclaw nodded: "I see. He's quite neurotic."

Dylan laughed: "Yeah, isn't he a lunatic? Now he doesn't even have his own memories."

“And then?” Ravenclaw asked.

"And then?" Dylan shrugged. "He started using boasting and showmanship to get attention."

"If I remember correctly, he boasted that he could make the Philosopher's Stone, lead the English Quidditch team to victory, and even become England's youngest Minister of Magic. In the end, all he had was eight hundred Valentine's Day cards he sent to himself."

"After Lockhart graduated, he began to travel the world, writing books to boast about his own 'heroic deeds.' Every time he returned to England, he would bring back a book recording his adventures in various places."

"A book? About adventure?" Ravenclaw's interest was piqued again. "That sounds quite interesting."

Dylan smiled and said, "Even though the content is all fake, it doesn't stop the public from enjoying it."

"Lockhart became famous quickly because of this, and I think you've probably read some of his books."

Ravenclaw paused for a moment, then remembered something.

Dylan's portable bookshelf did indeed contain some very eye-catching books.

For example, titles like "Breaking Up with a Female Ghost" or "Traveling with Ghouls".

She glanced at it and indeed found some points to discuss.

However, she didn't expect that it was Lockhart who wrote it.

"What, you didn't know?" This time it was Dylan's turn to be surprised.

Ravenclaw pursed her pink lips: "Well, I originally thought that what was printed on the cover was an image, but now I think it must be Lockhart's name."

She smiled.

She had met narcissistic people before, such as Salazar, who was extremely confident in his background, bloodline, and talents.

But despite lacking real ability, he still manages to be so narcissistic.

This was truly the first time she had ever seen it.

"I see." Dylan chuckled, a twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Have you read 'The Amazing Me'? He wrote that too."

“I haven’t read it. I don’t really like the title of this book.” Ravenclaw shook his head.

“It doesn’t matter.” Dylan shook his head. “Lohart portrayed himself as an omnipotent hero, capturing dark wizards, taming dragons, and defeating trolls.”

“It sounds like he could take care of all the dark forces in the world all by himself,” Ravenclaw said.

“But I think for wizards of your caliber, this shouldn’t be considered a heroic deed,” Dylan chuckled.

"The most interesting thing is that, as I told you before, he never slipped up with his elaborate schemes, yet the entire wizarding world's fans—"

Dylan looked out the window at Lockhart, who was feeding the basilisk chunks of meat outside.

"It was quite a fight, and they even formed three fan support groups: the Moms Group, the Girls Group, and the True Love Group."

"A group of mothers?"

"As the name suggests, some witches who are mothers like him very much, not only because they think he is talented, but also because he is very handsome."

Dylan thought of Ron's mother: "I have a friend whose mother really liked Lockhart, but after what happened last time, with Lockhart's disappearance and his name being made public, his mother was heartbroken for a while."

Mrs. Molly had previously written him a letter, which Ron then passed on to him.

Basically, they were asking him if Lockhart was really that bad at school.

Dylan didn't want to hurt the feelings of a woman who was a fan of celebrities, so he could only make up the story that Ron had told her when he got home.

"What about the girl group? Do quite a few kids still like them?"

"Of course, many girls in the school admire him. This kind of innocent liking can be called a girl's liking, which is not an exaggeration."

"Then what does 'True Love Group' mean?"

"Some unmarried girls who aren't girls but want to marry Lockhart."

"I have to say, he's quite impressive; he managed to fool so many wizards."

Dylan nodded: "To be able to keep this a secret for so long, you must have something on you."

“But in the end, didn’t he still fall into your hands?” Ravenclaw laughed.

Dylan scoffed, "I just picked up a loophole. He's involved in Hogwarts affairs and even became a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. No matter how powerful he is, he won't have a good ending."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? From what you're saying, it sounds like that position is cursed." Ravenclaw looked over, glancing left and right.

At this moment, the two arrived at the table in the center of the wooden house.

Ravenclaw looked around at his surroundings, finding them rather strange.

This small room is like another world inside; it's not only much bigger, but it also has a lot of strange and wonderful things inside.

"This position is indeed cursed, and the person who cursed it is none other than Snape, whom I mentioned before, I mean Voldemort."

Ravenclaw raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

It's this kind of slip of the tongue.
Dylan lowered his head and looked at a diary on the table.

"The same aura, the smell of evil." Ravenclaw also looked over.

Dylan reached out and gently stroked the cover of the diary.

The latter trembled almost imperceptibly twice.

"This"

Dylan laughed and said, "This diary is not a relic of the senior. I don't need to study how to retrieve the soul fragments hidden inside without damaging the container."

"Moreover, the soul of this Horcrux was already able to escape from within at that time. I only needed to use a little trick to force it out."

Ravenclaw glanced with interest at the diary that was trembling slightly in front of Dylan, his eyes revealing a hint of amusement.

“I see some traces of dark magic on this. It seems you have a deep understanding of dark magic.”

Dylan smiled but said nothing.

In fact, Ravenclaw had long suspected that Dylan possessed dark magic.

She wasn't surprised by this.

As for black magic, as long as we examine it rationally, are wary of its misuse, and do not use it to harm others or pursue power, that's fine.

If one simply rejects it, it will be difficult to understand the essence of magic.

(End of this chapter)