Chapter 37: Accumulated Pressure
"It might even be something that, even if you searched the whole world, there would only be one, and even if you had a million Galleons, you couldn't buy its information."
Dylan paused and added, "Of course, if you really had a million, the information might still be available."
Upon hearing this, Harry's eyes flashed with thought.
"It seems that when those people attacked Gringotts, they didn't take any gold Galleons."
Ron was still confused and asked Dylan, digging to the bottom of the matter, "So what exactly is that thing?"
Dylan curled his lips: "Even if it's a pile of dog poop, I wouldn't know!"
He once again gave Ron a good idea.
"If you really want to figure it out, why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore? Wasn't that thing what the headmaster asked Hagrid to get? He must know."
Ron: (_)…
Are you trying to kill me?
He shook his head repeatedly, gestured to Dylan to be quiet, and secretly glanced towards the professors' table.
"How are we supposed to ask? Should we tell Professor Dumbledore that we sneaked into the restricted area yesterday? My goodness, he would definitely expel us from Hogwarts!"
Harry also shook his head like a rattle-drum.
"This matter cannot be told to any professor!"
Dylan rolled his eyes inwardly.
He already knew what Coal Ball did yesterday.
If it weren't for Coal Ball, Harry and the others might have been driven into the restricted area by Filch.
But Coal Ball had already taken Mrs. Norris and Filch away halfway.
Harry and the others still appeared in the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.
They saw and entered that room.
As for Ron and their explanation, it was that they were chased by Peeves.
However, Peeves, who has existed since the founding of Hogwarts and has caused headaches for every caretaker.
He's just a mischievous poltergeist; strictly speaking, he's not even a ghost.
Would he really drive little wizards into the restricted area?
You know, during the Battle of Hogwarts, Peeves showed absolute loyalty to the school.
He even fought against Voldemort and those Death Eaters.
Would such a guy, even if he likes to play pranks, really let a few first-year little wizards, who had just entered the academy, face deadly danger?
Dylan also glanced at old Dumbledore, who was sitting at the professors' table, eating slowly.
He remembered the spell created by Voldemort but improved by the system, which could deter spirits and evil creatures to a certain extent—"Fiendfyre."
Since it has the effect of deterring spirits, are there spells that can directly drive or even control spirits?
As the greatest wizard of the twentieth century—old Dumbledore!
Does he happen to know such a spell?
Even a junior Dark Lord like Voldemort could research Fiendfyre.
Dumbledore, who was from the same era as Grindelwald.
When he was young, he was with Grindelwald and knew a lot about Grindelwald's dark magic.
Dumbledore has never been a rigid and pedantic old man.
The current Voldemort looks fierce.
However, if Dumbledore really devoted himself to researching dark magic.
It's not certain whether Voldemort could compete with Dumbledore.
"Well, anyway, whether old Dumbledore did it or not, nothing will happen to Harry and the others. Why should I care so much?"
After eating, the group hurried to the classroom.
Now, because of Dylan's lead, Harry, Ron, Neville, and the others have been motivated to learn.
They no longer went to the back rows in class; instead, they all followed Dylan and sat in the first row.
Of course, it's definitely not because they found that when they were asked questions by the professor in class, having Dylan next to them made the professor's attitude towards them better.
And Dylan could occasionally give them a little reference so that they could pass the professor's questions or tests.
They really just wanted to sit in the front row and listen to the class.
Friday's class was History of Magic.
Hogwarts' only ghost professor rigidly explained the content on the slides.
Finally, after enduring the whole day.
Dylan's drowsy brain finally cleared up a bit.
"It's time to find the professor for tutoring!"
Dylan hurriedly packed his things.
Today, he had an appointment with Professor Sinistra, who taught astronomy, to explore the widely spread 'stellar tide' in the wizarding world.
Dylan was very interested in this.
Astronomy may seem unimportant, but the fact that it's one of the compulsory courses for little wizards already explains a lot.
And after Dylan studied astronomy for a while, he found that many names were derived from astronomical phenomena and celestial bodies.
For example, the astronomy professor—Aurora Sinistra.
Aurora can mean dawn or aurora.
Sinistra is the name of a star in the constellation Ophiuchus.
In addition, there is the very straightforward Sirius Black.
Including Draco Malfoy.
Draco also refers to the constellation Draco.
This means that pure-blood wizards actually attach great importance to various celestial bodies and star systems.
And this, to some extent, also shows that the power of wizards is definitely related to the stars in the sky.
Even if you don't consider these, if you want to study divination.
You have to figure out which star is which in the sky.
Dylan hasn't been studying divination in depth recently because he hasn't fully understood astronomy.
Time passed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Dylan's life was quite fulfilling.
He would get up early to do morning exercises and find professors for tutoring at night.
Even on Saturdays and Sundays, Harry and the others rarely saw Dylan in the dormitory during the day.
Hermione's relationship with Harry and the others also improved during this time.
After all, they had gone through thick and thin together.
For example, they had violated school rules together and escaped death together, almost forming a "war friendship."
Even if they didn't like each other at first, they wouldn't not be friends after experiencing so much.
Fortunately, Dylan was busy, but Harry wasn't idle either.
This guy was regarded by Wood as the real "savior"—the savior of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
He was pulled to train like crazy.
Although he didn't get up at four or five o'clock like Dylan, he had to get up at seven o'clock every day.
Usually, after Dylan finished tutoring with the professor, he could often meet Harry, who was also returning to the dormitory, on the way.
Dylan also quickly mastered a lot of spell knowledge during this short period.
He even lit up several new achievements.
His small treasury and magical talent were further enriched.
However, Dylan's pressure also gradually accumulated as he checked in everywhere like a robot every day.
Until…
(End of chapter)
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