Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 270 The Power of the Dream Construct

"Banban...is gone?"

Harry's face showed a strange expression when he heard Ron's words.

He had already seen Banban's real name on the Marauder's Map.

He had always suspected that Ron's rat might not be just a rat.

However, he still didn't know how to tell Ron about this.

Now, the mouse has suddenly disappeared...

Ron nodded: "Yes! They just disappeared without a trace. I strongly suspect that Hermione is behind it!"

"Huh?" Harry was taken aback. "What does this have to do with Hermione?"

Ron stared wide-eyed: "How can it not be her fault? That good cat she keeps! It's always been trying to bite my Spotty. Now that Spotty has suddenly disappeared, it must be that damn Crookshanks who seized the opportunity and ate my Spotty when it was alone!"

Harry blinked. "Uh...did you ask Hermione about this?"

Ron nodded immediately: "When Scabbers disappeared, I went to look for her right away."

"But do you know what she told me? She said it was because my mouse liked to run around and maybe it got eaten by someone else's cat."

"She said that me blaming him is the stupidest thing in the world! You have no idea how angry I was when I heard her say that! I was so angry!"

Harry's lips twitched, and he looked to Dylan for help.

However, Dylan remained silent, his eyes fixed on the nose, seemingly unconcerned.

He couldn't be bothered with such things.

Sirius, Peter Pettigrew, and the others, do whatever you want to do first.

In short, once everything is over, he will invite all these people to visit his world.

Before that, he naturally wanted others to finish what he wanted to do.

After all, he was such a reasonable and understanding wizard that he never liked to force others to do anything.

And when that time comes, Dylan believes that, with his sincere invitation, Peter Pettigrew or Sirius Black would be happy to visit his world.

Seeing that Dylan didn't seem to have any intention of helping him persuade Ron, Harry pursed his lips, chuckled dryly, and turned back to face the angry Ron alone.

"Maybe... Banban wasn't eaten by Crookshan?"

"Who else would want to eat my freckles besides it? No other pet is as interested in my freckles as it is!"

Harry opened his mouth: "I mean, nothing ate Scabbers, it wasn't eaten, it just ran away?"

"How is this possible? Why did it run away on its own?" Ron turned around, looking incredulous.

Harry hesitated, then said, "Well, maybe...maybe it knew it was too old and wanted to find a secluded place to hide itself, not wanting you to see how it died? Don't you think that's a possibility?"

Ron was taken aback: "Is that so?"

After a two-second silence, he still stubbornly insisted, "How could it suddenly die? I still think it was Hermione's Crookshanks that ate Scabbers!"

That's right, he's just stubborn.

Even if he has no evidence to prove it.

Harry was helpless.

Ask Ron why he is so insistent that the disappearance of Scabbers is due to this possibility, rather than the one he claims.

Although Ron couldn't quite put his finger on it, he added, "If that's not the case, why was Hermione so angry when I confronted her? Her reaction was excessive, like I'd caught her red-handed! You have no idea how fierce she was when she spoke to me!"

"Besides, I'm not without evidence!"

Harry paused, then asked, "Do you have any evidence that Scabbers was eaten by Crookshanks?"

Ron nodded immediately: "Of course!"

He pulled a small tuft of ginger-colored hair from his pocket.

It looks like cat fur.

"Here! This is the evidence!"

Harry stared intently: "This? Is Crookshanks fur?"

Ron nodded: "Yeah! This color, it's definitely that cat's! I found several by my bed! Doesn't that prove that my spots were eaten by that damn cat?"

Harry: "..."

Did Ron have his brain eaten by some evil thing?
However, looking at Ron's indignant expression...

Harry cautiously continued, "Crooked Mountain used to come to our dorms all the time, and I even have some of its fur on my bed..."

However, Ron didn't listen to Harry at all.

He continued muttering to himself.

"Hermione just does her homework. When I questioned her about it, she dismissed my reaction! She even said that this stuff isn't evidence at all. If this isn't evidence, what is?"

Harry scratched his head: "Did you just have a fight with Hermione?"

Ron snorted heavily, "Yes! I should have been more formidable back then. So many people were watching me, yet she left me speechless!"

Harry paused slightly.

He said that when he came back just now, he saw so many people excitedly gathered together.

There were too many people at the time, and he couldn't squeeze in at all. Judging from his classmates' reactions, it didn't seem like anything bad had happened, so he hurriedly returned.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Ron and Hermione were arguing...

I should have gone over and tried to persuade him!

Look at Ron's reaction now...

Could it be that he and Hermione have completely broken up and cut ties?

Harry looked at Dylan again, pleading for help.

Dylan pursed his lips and rolled his eyes: "Why don't you just tell him directly?"

Harry was stunned.

Ron paused, looking at him with a puzzled expression. "What? What is it? Are you hiding something from me? Or do you know where Scabbers went?"

Harry's expression turned strange.

However, this completely piqued Ron's curiosity.

"What happened?"

Harry hesitated for a long time before finally dashing to his bed.

He took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, pulled the bedsheets down, then left a gap with one hand while beckoning to Ron with the other: "Come here."

Ron stared in disbelief.

However, he still walked over slowly.

He had barely gotten close to the bed when Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

"Ah! No, what are you doing?" Ron panicked.

Why are you being so sneaky and trying to get him into bed?
However, Harry didn't answer at all. He simply used his wand to take off Ron's shoes, and then pulled the curtain down.

Dylan glanced at Harry's bed and his lips twitched.

"Is there a need to be in such a hurry...?"

He shook his head and continued reading his book.

after awhile.

Harry must have finished explaining to Ron.

Dylan saw Ron jump off Harry's bed in a hurry, not even having time to put on his shoes properly, and rush out of the dormitory into the bathroom.

Harry pulled back the curtain with a worried look and looked at Dylan: "I hope nothing happened to Ron... He looks really bad."

Dylan guessed that Ron had most likely gone to the toilet to throw up. He wasn't interested in seeing any of that.

However, Harry was naturally interested...

Dylan snapped his fingers.

The next moment, a crystal ball appeared in his palm.

Dylan gently spun three circles on it with his fingertips.

Then, the mist inside the crystal ball spread out.

Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, a scene gradually emerged.

Immediately afterwards, Dylan casually tossed the crystal ball to Harry.

Harry quickly reached out and caught it.

He looked down and saw...

The image inside the crystal ball has now completely solidified.

Ron was standing with his back to him.

Her red hair hung down in a messy, disheveled manner.

He was practically sprawled on the toilet, his shoulders heaving violently, causing his loose wizard robes to tremble.

His disheveled appearance made him look like a drunkard who had just swallowed a whole bottle of spoiled butterbeer.

Harry's eyes widened as he stared at Ron vomiting violently inside the crystal ball, and he couldn't help but instinctively pull his hand back from the shock of the scene.

The crystal ball nearly slipped off his knees.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used his other hand to support himself.

His lips involuntarily twitched downwards, and he was about to show a worried expression.

However, he then saw Ron vomit halfway through, then suddenly raise his head, his face flushed.

Before he had finished vomiting, he wiped his mouth haphazardly and then vomited again.

Harry couldn't help but let his nostrils twitch slightly.

—No, no, I absolutely mustn't laugh out loud!

Although his good friend was really in a bad situation, the way he was vomiting and hugging the toilet was actually a little funny...

Harry scratched his head and looked at Dylan again: "This...this shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Dylan glanced at Harry, flicked his finger, and the crystal ball flew from Harry's hand toward him.

"What could possibly happen? He just threw up a couple of times."

Dylan glanced at the crystal ball. Ron had almost finished vomiting by now, but when Dylan looked at him, he vomited twice more before finally stopping.

Dylan's lips twitched, and he quickly erased the image from the crystal ball.

This is a bit too disgusting...

Harry breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Dylan's words.

"As long as it's okay..."

Dylan put the crystal ball away again.

—Actually, Scabbers' sudden disappearance has absolutely nothing to do with Hermione, but it is slightly related to Dylan.

As is widely known, Dylan not only experimented on Lockhart, Riddle, and others.

Ron's rat Scabbers, also known as Peter Pettigrew, was another of Dylan's experimental subjects.

However, he cast a spell on Little Star, so even if he cast the spell on Scabbers a thousand times, the other would not remember what happened, and would only think that he had just taken a nap.

—Dylan previously possessed a fully-leveled spell.

—Dream Building!
He can create dreams directly in a person's mind.

Because of this spell, Dylan experienced a significant boost in both the Gate of Dreams and the Veil of Mnemosyne.

Dylan would use these three spells on Scabbers from time to time.

After all, Lockhart is a guy with no memory at all, and it seems that because he was under the spell of his own Oblivion, and also because of the backlash from the curse, Lockhart's mind is actually not working very well now, and he looks a bit dazed and silly.

However, Dylan used the Dream Construct to help Lohart build another personality.

You need at least some intelligence to understand the commands he issues.

He's now having Ravenclaw study this guy's brain.

If they could retrieve this guy's previous memories, Dylan might be able to get some other information out of him about the blood diamond made from the unicorn heart found in his house.

However, Dylan didn't really have much hope for this.

But it doesn’t matter.

He had also studied the blood diamond.

It doesn't seem to be anything really useful.

In that case, having one, two, or even three doesn't seem to be a big problem.

However, Dylan is currently concerned about the situation with Unicorn.

However, it hasn't been the time he gave us yet, and we don't know if that guy Aurel can persuade those stubborn centaurs.

But it doesn't matter.

If he were truly forced to use dark magic in front of these centaurs, then he shouldn't blame him for forcibly abducting the entire centaur family.

After all, it would be more convenient to abduct them all than to use the Dream Construct to reshape their memories one by one.

In this way, his world can have one more race.

And this extra race will also be marked in his world.

Naturally, they will adapt to the ecological environment of his world.

Integrate into balance.

By then, his world might be able to produce its own ponies.

It seems I've gotten a bit off-topic...

Dylan pulled his thoughts back to the present.

Ron's freckles ran away early.

It was because when he used the Dream Construct to alter Peter Pettigrew's memories, he directly implanted the memory of Crookshanks wanting to hunt him down into it.

In fact, Crookshanks had been quite interested in Scabbers before, but after being scolded by Hermione last time, he hadn't bothered with Scabbers much.

Even though it was very curious about this strange mouse, it didn't want to disobey its owner's orders.

After Dylan implanted the image of the Crookshanks chase into Peter Pettigrew's mind, the guy actually believed that Hermione's cat was going to tear him to pieces and bite off his head.

In his panic, the guy ran away without thinking.

The memories Dylan implanted in him also included the idea that he should leave Ron's side, hide for a while, and come back when the cat lost interest in him.

Now it seems.

The ability of Extreme Dream to construct is quite strong.

Even something that is almost impossible, even contrary to common sense, can make the dwarf believe it without a doubt.

If you think about it carefully, you'll realize that as long as he stays by Ron's side, Ron will never allow Crookshank to get close to him.

In this way, he would naturally not be eaten by Crookshan.

However, Dylan let him run.

He actually ran away.

(End of this chapter)