Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 31 Dylan's way of releasing stress

Dylan believed that it was absolutely not acceptable to read any knowledge in Potions only once.

Because there is a high probability that some omissions will occur.

Only by reading repeatedly can you make the knowledge in the book your own.

As for potions, Dylan felt that there were many complex and complicated knowledge points and too many details to remember.

Otherwise, there is a high possibility that a mistake in some insignificant link will lead to the failure of the entire potion making process.

With Snape, the master of potions, personally giving him special guidance, Dylan didn't want to waste time on minor mistakes.

then.

The little wizards from Gryffindor and Slytherin saw Dylan sitting alone in the distance. He took out a book and began to read it with great interest.

Both sides stood in their own groups, wanting to quarrel but not daring to.

The Slytherin snake was worried that they would be too noisy, so Dylan cast a Silencing Charm on them all.

They have never learned this kind of spell!

Therefore, I don’t know how to crack it.

The spell of instant stop is not a very high-level spell, but in fact many young wizards can use it.

But how to use their spell to break Dylan's curse is also a problem.

Someone has already tried this, and it doesn't work at all!
Gryffindor simply didn't want to disturb Dylan from reading.

After all, the more Dylan knows, to some extent, it also shows that the Gryffindors know more!
And the worse the Slytherins are than them, the less the Slytherins know than them!

So, the more Dylan knows, the less Slytherin knows!
As long as he can defeat these Slytherins, it can be said that no matter what Dylan wants to do now, these little lions will raise their arms and call for action!
Hooray for Hawkwood!!!!
For a moment, both sides stared at each other, but neither said a word.

The young wizards from the two academies just stared at each other. The atmosphere was obviously tense, but they maintained an eerie silence.

Until Madam Hooch came back with Neville.

Dylan then put away the book in his hand and stood up.

"Fortunately, Mr. Longbottom suffered no serious injuries. The only scrape on his knee was healed by your spell," said Madam Hooch.

Dylan nodded slightly.

"Okay, little wizards, now you know how dangerous flying is, right?"

Madam Hooch had everyone line up again and then continued the class.

After a class.

Both Harry and Malfoy showed good flying talent.

Dylan's flying was average, not particularly outstanding.

After class, Ron approached Dylan and said slyly, "You were so cool just now! You shocked those Slytherin guys so much that no one dared to talk back to you!"

"I seriously doubt you're actually a total Slytherin!"

Ron muttered to himself, nodding his head.

"Yes, if you were not from a Muggle family, you would definitely be sorted into Slytherin! Even Professor Snape would be embarrassed in front of you!"

Dylan glanced at him and raised his wand.

This little thing is really talkative.

Should I tear him into pieces or pierce his heart and bones?
When Ron saw Dylan raise his wand, he immediately shrank his neck, took a step back, and followed Harry again.

"Hey, Harry! When Madam Hooch praised your flying talent today and recommended you to the Quidditch team, didn't you see Malfoy's face? He was as stifled as a melon!" Harry also smiled.

Several people walked towards the auditorium.

Prepare for dinner.

Just after finding a place to sit down, Harry said, "Madam Hooch said she would take me somewhere later."

"I must recommend you to the Quidditch team as an exception! My God, a first-year wizard can directly become a Quidditch player! Those Slytherins will be pissed to death!" Ron looked excited.

Dylan didn't pay any attention to it and ate his dinner.

During the flying class, he felt like he could control the broom more freely.

But he didn't do that because he didn't want any professor to recommend him to the Quidditch team.

"I'll buy a Nimbus 2000 later, so I can practice in the morning when no one is around."

Dylan brought over a steak that had just appeared.

The steak sizzles, and the rich and mellow meat aroma is accompanied by a hint of milk and fresh pepper.

The food at Hogwarts was much better than the white people's food he usually ate.

Take this steak for example.

The steak in front of me has slightly charred edges, and crystal clear gravy seeps out between the textures, forming a glossy "little pond" on the plate.

He cut a small piece and put it in his mouth. The first thing his teeth could feel was the crispy outside and tender inside.

The crispy and charred texture of the steak blends perfectly with the tender and juicy meat inside.

As you chew, the meat juice overflows, and the mellow beef flavor and milk aroma spread on the tip of your tongue.

"Did the house elves use some kind of magic when cooking? The taste is completely different from the steak you buy outside."

Dylan became curious. If this kind of magic really existed, then once he mastered it, he could cook for himself without having to cook the food.

The setting sun outside shines through the window and shines onto the wooden dining table, giving the dishes on the plate a golden edge.

Dylan was completely focused. The pressure of his daily studies became a meaningless background, leaving only the delicious food in front of him and the peace in his heart.

This is a good way for Dylan to relieve stress.

In fact, even when he was constantly acquiring knowledge, he would feel some pressure.

This is a very normal thing. If there is pressure, it needs to be released.

His achievement only allowed him to avoid mobilizing negative emotions when using black magic, but it did not mean that he would not have negative emotions in his daily life.

If too much stress accumulates, it will inevitably become a burden and may even turn into negative emotions.

By then, he couldn't guarantee that if he disliked someone, he would directly use a bomb curse on the other person's head, or even smash the person into pieces.
Therefore, during the short moment of dinner every day, Dylan would completely focus his attention on the food and think of nothing else, so that the stress could slowly disappear with each chew.

However, when people want to have a leisurely life, troubles always come to them.

Malfoy and his group rushed into the hall, quickly locked onto their location, and walked over angrily.

Dylan didn't even look at them.

However, after seeing Dylan, Malfoy's surging momentum immediately subsided.

After hesitating for a moment, Malfoy stood up under the gaze of several younger brothers behind him.

(End of this chapter)