Hogwarts : Max Level Unforgivable Curse

Tiny specks of pink light, like shimmering gemstones, spread rapidly over Dylan and the two people beside him, as if summoned. Their figures gradually blurred within the dreamlike pink glow, their once-clear outlines fading until they seamlessly merged into their surroundings.

"This is a new wand-flashing spell I've been researching. The special effects make my spells even more powerful."

Dylan wasn't lying.

He had noticed that when he used spells without activating these special effects, it always felt like something was missing. But when he allowed the pink starlight particles to shine freely, the spells felt smoother, and their power increased slightly.

Dylan suspected this might be a hidden effect of wand customization. After all, the system only mentioned spending Galleons to change the wand's appearance, but it never said the spell power wouldn't get a small boost after a makeover. This discovery made him want to pour all his money into customizing his wand.

However, he was worried that if his wand became too flashy, the professors might start asking too many questions during their discussions. So, Dylan decided to wait until the next holiday break to experiment further with his Galleons.

"Good heavens…" Ron stared at his nearly invisible hand in shock. "Dylan's already mastered such an advanced spell? Are we really all first-year Hogwarts students?"

Harry peeked out and looked down the hallway. "I think Professor Snape just passed by. He was heading toward the fourth floor."

Harry hesitated. "What's Professor Snape doing on the fourth floor?"

Dylan glanced upward. Hmm… if he had a chance to get the Philosopher's Stone…

"I want to go check it out," Harry suddenly said.

"What?" Dylan was surprised. "Aren't you worried about Hermione running into the troll?"

Harry paused.

"Look, if Professor Snape catches you doing something this dangerous, he'll skin you alive," Dylan said, not wanting to waste any more time. He started walking forward. "I'm not fully proficient with this spell yet. The Disillusionment Charm could wear off at any moment. We need to hurry."

Ron glanced at Dylan, then at his nearly transparent hand. "Not proficient? What does proficient even look like?"

He pursed his lips. Maybe Hermione wasn't wrong about him after all…

The two quickly followed Dylan.

As they entered the classroom corridor, Dylan frowned.

"What a foul smell."

A pungent, nauseating odor clawed at his nostrils, making him gag.

"Bubble-Head Charm!"

Another burst of pink starlight particles flashed, and a transparent bubble enveloped Dylan's head, filtering out the stench.

"Hey! What spell is that?" Ron's eyes widened.

"I just said its name," Dylan replied as he rushed into the girls' bathroom.

Inside, a massive, hideous troll stood with its back to him. It lumbered slowly between the stalls, its enormous nose sniffing aggressively, as if searching for something.

Dylan narrowed his eyes.

The sound of Dylan barging into the bathroom startled the troll. Its sluggish movements halted, and it turned around abruptly. Its bulging eyes widened even further at the sight of Dylan.

"ROAR!"

"Who asked you to yell?"

Without hesitation, Dylan flicked his wand.

"Crucio!"

A burst of dazzling pink starlight particles shot from the tip of his wand, instantly enveloping the troll's massive body.

As the pink particles seeped into the troll's flesh, its furious expression twisted into one of agony. It let out a bone-chilling howl.

"ARGH!"

The troll's thick limbs flailed uncontrollably, pounding against its chest as it tried to escape the excruciating pain.

Harry and Ron caught up to Dylan and stared in shock at the writhing troll.

"What spell was that?" Harry asked.

"Soul-Piercing Curse," Dylan lied casually.

Before the troll could recover, Dylan raised his wand again.

"Incendio!"

At the same time, he silently cast in his mind:

"Fiendfyre Curse!"

As one of the six mastered dark spells, the Fiendfyre Curse didn't require a wand or even spoken incantations. So, while Harry and Ron only heard Dylan shout "Incendio," his wand unleashed a torrent of dazzling pink starlight particles.

The particles swirled and condensed, rapidly forming into a…

Pink fluffy bunny!

"Screech!"

The sound of flames roared.

The pink bunny, engulfed in fiery flames, stood tall with its ears perked up. Its ruby-red eyes glowed eerily, and its mouth opened wide, revealing sharp, flaming fangs.

The troll, still reeling from the earlier pain, froze in terror at the sight of the flaming pink bunny.

"BOOM!"

The bunny lunged at the troll, sinking its fangs into the troll's neck and clinging to its body. The pink flames burned fiercely, searing the troll's skin and filling the air with the stench of burning flesh mixed with the troll's natural odor.

Harry and Ron, without the protection of Dylan's Bubble-Head Charm, gagged and turned away to vomit.

"UGH!"

Dylan's eyes gleamed.

"Incendio!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Another pink fluffy bunny shot from Dylan's wand, though this one was smaller and cuter. It darted toward the troll's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

"Screech~"

The bunny tilted its head, then leaped straight into the troll's brain.

"ROAR…"

The troll's roar died in its throat. Its movements froze, its eyes glazed over, and its life force drained away.

"THUD!"

The massive body collapsed to the ground, shaking the entire bathroom.

Ron wiped his mouth and stared in disbelief.

"Merlin's beard… the pink fluffy bunny killed the troll?!"

(End of Chapter)