Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 266 Luna: The Mysterious Dylan, Perfect for Exploration

Aurel frowned.

"The place you mentioned..."

His eyes flickered, and he paused here, not saying anything more.

Dylan glanced at him: "What, you centaurs live over there now?"

Aurel's eyes widened: "DO, how did you know!"

Dylan: “…”

The corners of his mouth twitched.

He was afraid that if he stayed with this centaur for too long, his intelligence would be affected.

He didn't even need to use mind control or any magic spells.

Just by looking at the centaur, you could tell what part of his story he didn't want to talk about.

Dylan rolled his eyes: "Since the unicorn went to your centaur tribe's territory, didn't you know?"

Aurel paused, pondered for a moment, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Seeing his expression, Dylan realized what was going on.

Clearly, this guy knows something too; it's just that the other centaurs might be hiding the existence of unicorns, deliberately keeping it from O'Reil.

This suggests that among centaurs, probably not many people know about unicorns.

"You even accused me of killing the unicorn. You centaurs are protecting an injured unicorn and hiding it away. I don't know what you're up to."

Although Orlean had guessed that it was possible that his family had hidden the unicorn, he still stiffened his neck when he heard Dylan say that his family members were involved.

"What makes you say that about them? Perhaps the unicorn was injured, and they hid it not only to treat it but also to prevent the hunters from finding it!"

Dylan pursed his lips and nodded: "Hmm, not bad. In such a short time, your ability to make excuses has improved a lot."

Aurel: "_ゝ..."

Luna chuckled softly.

Aurel’s momentum weakened again, and he muttered, “No wonder…no wonder Brother Bain didn’t show up for the past two days. When I went to him to teach me archery, he just made excuses.”

Dylan looked at him: "So what do we say now? Could you take us to your home as guests, and invite us for some tea or something?"

O'Reilly immediately shook his head: "No way!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his gaze couldn't help but drift to the blonde girl with thick hair standing next to Dylan.

"I need to go back and ask for other people's opinions on this matter first; I can't make a decision on my own."

"Do you Ma people always ask for everyone's opinion before bringing friends home as guests?"

Dylan let out a breath.

"You truly have no freedom whatsoever. I've never seen an intelligent race more miserable than you. Even so, you centaurs still claim to love and pursue freedom?"

Well... that's not entirely true.

He had seen intelligent races in far worse condition than this.

Aurel was furious: "We call this following the rules! This is the home of all the centaurs, not just mine! If I want to bring someone back, of course I have to ask for their opinions first!"

Dylan pursed his lips and shrugged: "In that case, go back and ask. Of course, I doubt your elders will agree, so I'll give you a month to try and see if you can manage to invite us back as guests."

Aurelard seemed to have come to her senses by then, and scoffed, "You're not my friend, so why should I invite you to my home?"

“Oh, so you think we’re enemies because we’re not friends?” Dylan looked up at him.

Aurel: "..."

What does it mean?
A threat?!

funny!

Do those centaurs really fear threats?
snort!
Two puffs of white breath came out of Aurel’s nose.

"We are neither friends nor enemies! We are just strangers who have had some interactions and exchanged a few words, nothing more!"

Ouch?

Dylan glanced at him sideways.

This guy seems to have gotten a little smarter?
Tsk tsk, he said that no matter who it is, as long as you spend a little time with him, you can learn some skills.

Look at Aurel.

At first, I was incredibly tongue-tied.

Now he can even say high-sounding words.

As expected of him!

To be honest, the magical aura emanating from him was incredibly strong.

It's perfectly normal for them to be able to influence others.

“Alright, last time you got injured, instead of rushing home, you continued to wander around outside and even ran into Luna. I think you probably don’t completely agree with the old-fashioned ideas of the centaurs, right? Don’t you want to venture into a bigger world?” Dylan coaxed.

Aurel remained silent.

See it.

Everyone is like this.

When you stay in one environment for too long, you start to want to go somewhere else.

Even if you don't feel comfortable in another place, you can simply walk back to where you started.

But this is a road that must be traveled.

Whether you interpret it as a sense of novelty or a desire to explore, it doesn't matter.

But as long as you're human, you'll always have curiosity.

Don't centaurs also consider themselves human?

Therefore, it is clear that one cannot escape worldly customs either.

A centaur like Aurel is not very old; compared to the centaurs' long lifespan, he could even be called a baby.

It possesses a mind that is not considered immature by human standards.

Naturally, one will have higher aspirations in one's heart.

"I'll be waiting for you here in a month."

Dylan waved his hand.

He's been out for quite a while now, and he's starting to feel sleepy.

Moreover, for a girl like Luna, staying up so late is really bad for her skin.

So what if his skin is a little rough? He's a guy, he can just research some kind of spell or potion to reverse his aging process.

But for girls, if they are naturally beautiful, it's best not to overdo it with makeup.

“Let’s go back to sleep, Luna, you should sleep too.” Dylan turned to look at the blonde girl.

Luna nodded: "Since the unicorn isn't really in any danger, I don't think I need to interfere too much in this matter."

Aurel glared at her: "So you're not coming then? I mean, what if I convince them I can take you back as guests?"

Luna blinked: "If that's the case, then I'll come too. I haven't explored the centaur's territory yet."

Maybe that's where she's been looking for all this time.

“Really?” Aureel chuckled. “Then you can wait for me here. I think I’ll have some good news to share.”

Dylan noticed that O'Reil's attitude towards Luna was significantly different from his attitude towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

O'Reilly's aesthetic sense seems to be somewhat different from that of other centaurs.
Other centaurs would certainly not find these humans attractive; in fact, they would probably think they are hairless, ugly, and frightening.

Luna's blonde hair is very thick, which can be interpreted, to some extent, as a symbol of abundant body hair.

But Luna's skin was still very smooth.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't be liked by centaurs.

"Go back and convince your parents now, you little brat, we're going back to sleep."

Dylan glanced at O'Reilly.

"What?! A little kid?!"

Aurel laughed in exasperation: "You called me a little kid? I'm twice your age!"

Dylan shrugged: "So what?"

Aurel glared at him: "So what? You're so arrogant!"

He held his breath and shouted loudly.

"Even if I can't beat you now, I will be able to one day—but it's not that I can't beat you now, it's that I can beat you right now!"

"I'll beat you to pieces, pin you to the ground! No matter how much you struggle..."

Aurel gritted her teeth: "Do you think I'm some calm pebble? I'm a raging, turbulent wave! Once you fall in, you won't be able to get out no matter what!" Hearing Aurel's declaration, Dylan and Luna exchanged glances and blinked at each other.

"Are you... reciting poetry?" Dylan asked, puzzled.

Luna: (·)
Aurel clenched her fists in anger.

Dylan scoffed, "How come you're relying entirely on verbal descriptions for such a grand spectacle?"

"You! I'm going to—" Orley raised his fist, ready to smash it at Dylan.

However, Dylan gently raised his wand, and instantly, an extremely terrifying magical power gathered at the tip of his wand.

The powerful air pressure created a gale that whipped Aurel’s hair into a frenzy.

Even the skin on his face was ripped back by the wind.

Aurel silently lowered her hand again: "I'm going back."

After that, he turned and left.

Dylan said from behind, "Go back and try to persuade your family. I still hope I can visit them—to be with you properly."

However, Aurel walked even faster, his four hooves kicking so hard they seemed to fly.

Dylan shook his head until he was completely out of sight.

"This guy is only in his early twenties? Compared to the age of centaurs, he's really just a baby."

Luna pursed her lips: "I wonder if there are any horned snoring beasts in the centaur's territory."

Dylan: "...I don't know, maybe there is?"

Luna sighed, "I should have asked him that."

Dylan put his wand away again: "It's alright, you can ask again next time."

Luna nodded: "That's true."

Dylan turned and walked towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest: "Let's hurry back now, it's getting late."

Luna opened her mouth slightly and let out a barely perceptible yawn: "It's alright, tomorrow is the weekend, I can rest a bit and sleep in a little later."

Dylan didn't say much, he just nodded.

He still has a lot of things to do.

There's no rush, though.

But his biological clock is fixed, so even if he wanted to sleep a little longer, it would probably be difficult.

It's already become a habit.

Sleeping late and waking up late? That simply doesn't exist.

Even if I go to bed late, I can still wake up early!
The two walked side by side out of the dark, forbidden forest.

We didn't encounter any threatening creatures along the way; it was very quiet.

“Then I’ll head back first,” Dylan said to Luna as he stood outside the castle.

"Okay." Luna nodded silently.

Then, Dylan's figure turned into a shadow, disappeared into the castle walls.

As Dylan's figure disappeared into the darkness, a hint of interest gleamed in Luna's eyes.

Dylan...

He really is a mysterious guy.

And mystery is precisely what she enjoys exploring.

With her head bowed, Luna seemed lost in thought.

A moment later, she walked slowly toward her dormitory.

Wait until you get back to the dormitory.

Dylan yawned.

Use magic spells to clean the mud and snow off your body.

Dylan put on the pajamas he had specially commissioned from Gallon and lay down on the bed.

I must say, the bed is really comfortable.

As soon as I lay down, sleepiness instantly washed over me.

Dylan fell soundly asleep.

……

the next morning.

Dylan slowly woke up.

They happened to run into Wood, who was looking for Harry.

"Good morning, Dylan." Wood tiptoed around, but after seeing that Dylan was also awake, he seemed relieved and greeted him.

Dylan nodded at him.

Harry is still sleeping.

Wood walked straight up and yanked the blanket off Harry.

Harry, who was clutching his pillow, jolted awake.

"What, what's wrong?"

The warm feeling on my body was quickly stripped away.

Harry saw Wood standing beside his bed and quickly pulled the blanket back over his head.

"Harry, it's time to get up and go to training!" Wood urged.

Harry looked pained: "I know, but you don't have to just pull the covers off me like that... It's so cold!"

And what if he's not wearing clothes?
Wouldn't that make me lose face in front of my roommates?
Wood is really something!

Harry turned around and saw Dylan looking at him, and gave an awkward smile.

Just let him say it!

Sure enough, someone was watching him!

If he really wasn't wearing any clothes and made such a huge blunder, he'd be too ashamed to stay in the dorm any longer.

"Hurry, hurry, time waits for no one, get up and get ready, let's go eat, and then go to training!"

Wood clearly lacked the sensitivity to guess what Harry was thinking and simply kept urging him on.

Harry looked helpless and could only nod: "I understand... I'll get up now..."

He dawdled, lifted the covers, drew the curtains, changed his clothes, and then got out of bed.

Harry looked at Dylan: "Um, Dylan..."

Dylan understood instantly and unleashed a spell.

All weariness has vanished!

Harry instantly perked up.

"Thank you."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, Wood grabbed his hand and quickly walked out.

Watching the two of them walk away hand in hand.

Dylan smacked his lips.

He shook his head slightly, tidied himself up slowly, and then stood up.

Go to eat as usual and feed Luna.

Another period of time passed.

The most advanced fire crossbow that Sirius gave him was still not retrieved.

It's that time of year again to catch up on homework.

Harry was writing his homework at lightning speed.

He complained to Ron and Dylan.

"You all have no idea what happened today! Wood is really over the top!"

Upon hearing that there was gossip, Ron immediately put down his pen.

"What happened?"

Harry let out a long sigh.

"I had the flying broomstick that Dylan gave me, so I would have had no problem competing. But Wood always says that the fire crossbow that someone gave me for Christmas is the most advanced one on the market right now, even better than the one Dylan gave me. He wants me to use that flying broomstick in the competition..."

(End of this chapter)