Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

“But no matter what, is there anything we can do?” Hermione took a deep breath, her tone quick and urgent, her eyes full of pleading. “Tell us any details, any plan! I can take charge of organizing information, analyzing clues, and formulating the most reasonable action plan. I will never hold everyone back!”

Frank Longbottom also stepped out from behind the crowd, his expression calm and reliable, and asked sincerely, "Is there anything we can do to help? If we don't have enough manpower, we can immediately contact our old friends and comrades-in-arms. They are all experienced wizards and will certainly be willing to join us in fighting against the forces of darkness."

Sirius Black strode forward, a confident and arrogant smile spreading across his face. His eyes held a hint of disdain for his enemies as he declared in a hearty tone, "Dylan, how could I be left out when it comes to dealing with these lurking bugs in the shadows! I've been dealing with the forces of dark magic longer than any of you, and I'm incredibly experienced. Whether it's tracking or infiltration, I can be of great use!"

Dylan slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the familiar faces before him, briefly meeting the eyes of each one. These gazes seemed so different: in Fred and George's eyes, he saw eager excitement; in Harry and Ron's, impatient anticipation; in Neville and Hannah's, unwavering seriousness; in Ginny's, decisive sharpness; in Hermione's, thoughtful gravity; in Frank Longbottom's, steady reliability; and in Sirius's, contempt for the enemy and confident composure.

But these gazes all seemed so alike, and deep within each pair of eyes lay the same heavy emotion—unreserved trust. This trust, like a blazing flame, burned fiercely in his heart. The chaos, worries, and heaviness in his previous thoughts, like dry firewood, were instantly devoured by this flame, replaced by a burning fighting spirit and determination.

Dylan smiled, looking at the faces before him filled with support and trust. He slowly began to recount everything that had happened in the past three days in detail, from his chance encounter with Harker at the theater, who was parasitized by a dark magic creature, to finding the black matches and mysterious notebook at Harker's house. He spoke clearly and logically, without omitting any key details, including the characteristics of the dark magic creature.

After hearing Dylan's account, the atmosphere in the courtyard instantly became tense. Everyone's expressions were different and quite interesting. Hermione's brows furrowed even more, her fingers twisted her hair faster, and her lips continued to move rapidly and silently. She was obviously connecting all the clues, analyzing every possible risk and solution, trying to find the most effective countermeasure.

Harry and Ron took a deep breath at the same time, as if shocked by the enormous crisis. The eagerness on their faces gradually faded, replaced by extreme seriousness. They gripped their wands tighter, their eyes becoming more determined, ready to face a tough battle.

Neville straightened his back even more, his fists clenched quietly at his sides, his knuckles turning slightly white, and the courage and determination in his eyes remained undiminished. On the contrary, knowing the seriousness of the crisis, he became even more resolute and determined.

Hannah lowered her head and took out a small cloth bag from her pocket. She was carefully rummaging through something, seemingly checking the quantity and type of various magic seeds in the bag to ensure they could be used immediately when needed.

Ginny turned to Luna and whispered something to her. The two exchanged glances and nodded slightly from time to time, clearly exchanging ideas and discussing possible directions for action.

Fred and George's smiles faded considerably, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness. They exchanged a glance, seeing a tacit understanding in each other's eyes, and gripped their magic item pouches even tighter, clearly ready to use their items at any moment.

Sirius's expression also turned serious. His previous contempt gradually turned into vigilance towards the enemy. His hand unconsciously reached for the wand at his waist, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, as if he was already conceiving a plan for tracking and counterattack in his mind.

Frank Longbottom nodded slowly, his expression still calm. He looked at Dylan and said firmly, "The situation is more serious than we thought, but the more serious it is, the less we can back down. Don't worry, I'll contact my former comrades right now and have them come to Paris as soon as possible to join our operation."

The fountain in the courtyard was still flowing gently, but no one was paying attention to the beautiful scenery under the moonlight anymore; everyone's heart was preoccupied with the impending crisis.

“Alright, now everyone understands the situation.” Dylan’s tone was firm and powerful. “Time is of the essence, we must act immediately. The division of labor we just established remains unchanged. Everyone should perform their duties according to the established plan. If there are any discoveries or emergencies, contact each other immediately using the magical communicator.”

"Remember, we must not only break the magic and eliminate dark magic creatures, but also prevent a full-scale conflict between Muggles and wizards. This will be a tough battle, but I believe that as long as we are united, we will definitely succeed!"

"No problem!" everyone answered in unison, their voices loud and firm, echoing in the quiet courtyard, filled with an indomitable fighting spirit.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone sprang into action. Fred, George, and Neville turned and headed to the French Ministry of Magic to meet up with Camille Bonadoc. Harry, Ron, and Hannah returned to their room to prepare to receive and organize Lillian's information. Hermione took out paper and pen and began to rapidly record and analyze all the clues. Frank Longbottom and Sirius Black went to the side to contact their respective friends and comrades. Ginny and Luna stayed with Dylan, and Coalball jumped off the bench and followed closely at Dylan's feet, letting out a clear squeal.

Ten years later, Dylan, together with Dumbledore, Camille Bonadoc, and other wizarding leaders, founded the Council of All Laws, breaking down the barriers between the Ministries of Magic of various countries.

He also spearheaded the compilation of the "Code of Interdimensional Coexistence," which for the first time clearly defined the rules for the relationship between wizards and Muggles in the form of a magical contract—wizards must not abuse magic to interfere in the lives of Muggles, while the Muggle government recognizes the legitimate existence of the wizarding world, and the two sides establish an "Interdimensional Mediation Bureau" to jointly deal with supernatural crises.

Over the past decade, Dylan's magical skills have reached unprecedented heights.

Starting from the essence of magic, he combined the heritage of ancient wizards with the essence of modern magic to create the "Balanced Magic" system.

This magic can both mobilize light energy to purify darkness and guide negative emotions into positive power, completely overturning the traditional understanding that "magic is either black or white".

He used balancing magic to heal countless wizards and Muggles corrupted by dark magic, and even reversed the effects of some ancient curses, earning him the title of "Lord of Balance" in the wizarding world.

As for Voldemort?
He had already captured and refined it.

He wouldn't let the bullets fly for long; he might as well just become a white dove of peace. Fifteen years later, a sudden "void storm" swept the globe.

This is a chaotic force from beyond the world of magic and Muggle; wherever it goes, magic fails, Muggle technology is paralyzed, and countless lives are devoured.

The magic ministries of various countries were helpless, and the weapons of Muggle governments were useless in the face of the Void forces. The peaceful situation of cross-dimensional coexistence was on the verge of collapse.

In a moment of crisis, Dylan stepped forward.

He carried briquettes and climbed the world's tallest magic tower—the Tower of Babel located in the Himalayas.

At the top of the tower, he raised his wand and chanted a spell that combined balancing magic with the power of the world's origin.

The coal ball transformed into a sky full of stardust, enveloping Dylan. His body gradually became transparent, and a golden and silver light surged around him—he was using himself as a medium to communicate with the origins of magic and the Muggle world, using the "Law of Balance" to fight against the void storm.

"In the name of all laws, drawing upon the power of the origin, we restore the balance of heaven and earth!"

Dylan's voice resonated throughout the world, and could be heard clearly by both wizards and Muggles.

The wizards felt their magic being activated, and they all raised their wands, channeling their magical energy into the pillar of light that Dylan had created.

Although the Muggles could not use magic, they felt a warm power deep in their hearts. They put aside their fear and conveyed their desire to "protect their home" with their thoughts. This pure thought was transformed into a faint primal power and merged into the pillar of light.

For seven days and seven nights, Dylan remained suspended atop the Tower of Babel.

His body gradually became ethereal under the influence of the primordial power, but his soul grew stronger and stronger.

As the last wisp of void storm was swallowed by the pillar of light, Dylan's soul completely detached from his body, transforming into a golden beam that stretched across the heavens and earth, merging with the stardust that the coal briquette had become.

He became the law itself, able to control the flow of energy in both the magical and Muggle worlds, and to sense the emotional fluctuations of every life, ready to appear at any moment when the balance is broken.

After the void storm dissipated, the world returned to peace and was more harmonious than ever before.

Wizards and Muggles no longer distrust each other, and magic and technology begin to merge in a wonderful way—wizards use magic to improve Muggle medical technology, while Muggle technology helps the wizarding world establish a more efficient energy transmission system.

Dylan, the "God of Balance" who became a law, is forever remembered in the history of both worlds.

The magical world built the "Temple of All Laws" for him. In the center of the temple, there is no statue of a god, but only a crystal containing the power of balance. It is said that touching the crystal allows one to feel Dylan's will.

In the Muggle world, the day the void storm subsides each year is designated as "Balance Day," a day when people put aside their differences and celebrate the peace of their home.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and others became core members of the Council of Laws, continuing to safeguard the peace established by Dylan.

Ginny and Luna, who have always stood guard beneath the Tower of Babel, have become "Guardians of the Laws," inheriting Dylan's balancing magic to ensure that the peace between the two worlds will never be broken.

Centuries later, when people talk about Dylan, the "God of Balance," they always mention that figure from the magical world.

He is no longer just a wizard, nor a high and mighty god, but a bridge between the magic and Muggle worlds, a symbol of balance and peace.

As long as trust and courage, and the desire for peace, exist in the world, Dylan's will will endure, guiding lives in both worlds. (End of Chapter)