Chapter 50: Attacking a Professor Grants a Max-Level Spell?
Hagrid's hut.
Dylan sat on the sofa, stirring his hot tea.
An aroma lingered in his nose, and Dylan sniffed gently.
"Snake fang nettle leaves, star silver needles..."
Harry sat on the other side, looking very strange.
In the teacup in front of him, the amber tea swayed slightly, and the hot steam rose, intertwining in the air and blurring his glasses.
Harry's eyes, through the hazy heat, were fixed on Hermione.
"You're saying that my broom went out of control because Professor Quirrell was messing with it, and Professor Snape was trying to save me?"
Hermione's face was serious, "I understand what you mean, but Professor Snape is indeed a bit strict with us. He doesn't seem like someone who would attack us."
"A bit strict?" Ron gaped from the side.
Hermione gave him a helpless look and then turned to Dylan, "What do you think, Dylan?"
Ron and Harry also looked at him.
Dylan didn't rush to answer but took a sip of Hagrid's tea.
Hiss!
A spicy and numbing sensation shot straight to his head.
Dylan slowly closed his eyes, feeling like he was drinking alcohol.
But because of the snake fang nettle leaves, his tongue, after receiving the strong stimulation, spread to his entire mouth.
His lips trembled slightly, as if countless tiny electric currents were jumping in his mouth.
"Why does Hagrid always like to make strange foods..."
After regaining his senses and putting down the teacup, he nodded to Hermione.
"Professor Snape is indeed a bit strict, at least that's how I feel."
"And it was indeed Professor Quirrell who used the curse on you this time."
Dylan's eyes fell on Harry.
"He originally wanted to use a Jinx on you, but I... I think you know what happened later. He vomited on a lot of little wizards."
Mentioning this, Hermione and Ron both showed disgusted expressions.
Harry frowned, "Maybe Professor Snape was attacking me, and Professor Quirrell saved me?"
At this moment, Hagrid walked over with a huge teapot.
"Professor Snape would never harm you, that's for sure."
Harry immediately stared over, "What do you mean by that?"
"Uh..." Hagrid stammered again, his eyes scanning the little wizards' teacups.
Seeing that Dylan's teacup was half empty, he hurried over, holding the huge teapot, almost hitting Dylan's head.
"Hey, Mr. Hagrid!" Dylan glared.
This was freshly brewed hot tea!
"Oh, oh! My goodness, what did I almost do? I'm so sorry."
Hagrid hurriedly grabbed the handle of the teapot, preparing to pour another cup for Dylan.
But Dylan waved his hand gently, "I'll stick to my milk tea. Your tea makes me feel like I'm drinking alcohol."
As he spoke, he waved his wand, and milk tea poured out of the tip of his wand, landing in the cup.
"Wow, what new magic did you learn again?" Ron's eyes widened.
"I created it myself." Dylan took a sip of his carefully brewed milk tea, squinting comfortably.
The surrounding little wizards were dumbfounded.
Hagrid laughed, "I heard Professor McGonagall mention it. You're really amazing. Pour me a cup too."
Dylan naturally didn't refuse.
The little wizards' conversation shifted from his self-created spell to the forbidden area on the fourth floor and the three-headed dog.
"If it was really Quirrell who wanted to attack me, it's probably because I discovered the secret in that room." Harry frowned.
The hot tea in his hand had been replaced with Dylan's milk tea.
Hagrid turned his head, "Are you talking about Fluffy?"
"The three-headed dog?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I... I bought it from a Greek guy last year, and then Professor Dumbledore borrowed it from me to guard..."
Hagrid's mouth opened and closed, and when he realized something, he quickly shut his mouth.
At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at Dylan.
Harry didn't notice Hagrid's action but was stunned and then quickly stood up to ask Hagrid.
"What? That three-headed dog... I mean Fluffy, what is it guarding?"
Hagrid swallowed hard.
Dylan took another sip of his milk tea.
"This Hagrid... his mouth is like a sieve, he can reveal anything."
While Harry kept asking Hagrid, Hermione looked at Hagrid and Dylan strangely.
Finally, Hagrid was annoyed by Harry's questions.
He angrily kicked them all out of the hut.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut.
Harry touched his nose.
"Is Hagrid angry with me?"
Dylan smiled, "Maybe he's angry with himself."
Harry had found out that the thing guarded by the three-headed dog was related to Nicolas Flamel.
Wasn't that just telling everyone that the Philosopher's Stone was in the forbidden area?
It would be strange if he wasn't angry.
Hermione suddenly asked Dylan, "Do you already know what's in that room?"
Dylan nodded frankly, "But as a conscientious little wizard, I promised Hagrid I wouldn't tell anyone—unless I learn a max-level Unforgivable Curse."
"But you know that's impossible, so don't even think about asking me."
Dylan smiled, "If you really want to know, then try to pry it out of Hagrid. His mouth is as loose as an old lady's socks. He might accidentally tell you."
Hermione sighed, "How could you learn a max-level Unforgivable Curse? Your oath is really vicious."
Dylan smiled without saying a word.
On the way back to the castle.
Hermione and Harry kept discussing what the three-headed dog was guarding.
Dylan went straight back to the library.
Just as he found a seat and was about to open a book.
Dylan suddenly noticed a notification popping up in the achievement system.
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[Achievement]: Attack a Professor (I)
[Description]: You evil and malicious little wizard, took the first brave step! You did a great job! Next time, why not try using an Unforgivable Curse on a professor!
[Completion Requirement]: Cast a spell on a Hogwarts professor and cause negative consequences.
[Achievement Reward]: Max-level Elementary Spell +1
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Dylan's mouth twitched as he looked at the achievement that had been unlocked.
During this time, whether he first arrived at a certain place in Hogwarts.
Or how many courses he completed, how many books he studied and read.
The achievement rewards he received were all Galleons and magical affinity.
He didn't expect that attacking Quirrell this time would reward him with a max-level spell.
(End of chapter)
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