Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Ken?"

Dumbledore's voice brought Avada back to reality from the shock, making him realize that there was another person waiting for his reply: "Uh, sorry Professor, I was a little distracted."

"It doesn't matter."

Dumbledore shook his head: "Your mental strength has been extremely severely damaged. When I first saw your state, I doubted whether your life was in danger... I should apologize for coming here to find trouble in such a hurry. Ask, but this matter really cannot be delayed..."

"What happened, Professor?"

Avada gradually adapted to the light in the infirmary, slowly tried to open her eyes, and finally saw Dumbledore's old face - whether it was an illusion, that face seemed a little haggard.

"You're not the only one who's unconscious."

Dumbledore said in a low voice: "During the week you were in coma, two other students also suddenly fell into a coma inexplicably, and their mental strength was also damaged. And those two people have not yet shown signs of waking up. , so I hope to know from you the reason for your coma..."

"coma?"

Avada wanted to frown, but found that her facial muscles were still a little numb and had to give up: "Isn't it a phenomenon like petrification? Could it be related to what I saw..."

"not at all."

Dumbledore shook his head and said: "Professor Snape and I did a detailed examination together, and we did not find any injuries that may have been caused by the basilisk. Instead, they were a bit like injuries caused by magical animals that can attack mentally, such as the evil bird. But it’s much harder to deal with.”

"..."

Avada was silent for a while, feeling a little headache.

"What I said at that time..."

He finally answered Dumbledore's question: "I was in the Divination class, and after meeting Professor Trelawney, I suddenly felt a... uh, spiritual resonance? You know, I am very familiar with spirituality. Force has always had a strange ability to perceive."

"Then I started to guide my mental power along with that feeling. After a while, I felt that my prophecy ability was touched again. I seemed to want to see something, but I just couldn't..."

"So I tried my best to guide my inspiration, trying to complete the prophecy... After I don't know how long, I suddenly saw a large ball of light... and then I fell into a coma."

"That's it."

"I saw a large ball of light with my prophecy ability and then fell into coma, and my mental power was severely damaged... an unheard of situation."

Dumbledore twirled his beard and pondered for a moment, then asked: "Professor Trelawney said that you are violating time and prying into taboos. Do you have any thoughts on this?"

‘Offence time? I just followed her spiritual power to reach the river of time. It should be a normal divination process... I have to learn more about real divination later. My current knowledge is too little. ’

‘Taboo… what on earth is that big ball of light? Why are materials and soul origins so similar? And why can it allow me to see the origin of my soul? ’

'Forget it, I can't figure it out for a while...'

"No, Professor. I don't know what Tuan Guang is, nor how it appeared in front of me inexplicably... If that thing is the so-called 'taboo', let's just say I peeked into the taboo, even though it is only A moment."

Avada shook her head with a confused look on her face: "My prophecy ability is almost beyond my control, and I won't be surprised to do anything."

"Okay... let me confirm again, you were only in a coma because of your prophecy ability, right?" Dumbledore asked.

"I think so."

"Did you have any other feelings before you were unconscious? For example, hearing screams, looking at something, or being subjected to mental magic such as Legilimency?"

"No."

Avada shook her head decisively, her hair making a soft tingling sound as it rubbed against the pillow.

"I understand. It seems that the reason for your coma is different from others. I'm sorry to disturb your rest..."

"Wait, Professor."

Avada raised her hand with difficulty and stopped Dumbledore who was about to get up and leave: "Can I go see those students?"

"I have always had a keen sense of spiritual power, maybe I can find some clues!"

"What you should do now is take a good rest."

Contrary to Avada's expectations, Dumbledore rejected him simply: "Your mental injury is too serious. If you don't take good care of it, it may leave permanent hidden injuries. As for other things, it's up to me. The principal also has tasks for the professors.”

"Furthermore, the examination of those students was quite detailed and thorough. Professor Snape and I are not even incapable of this. So we don't have to always think about carrying the burden on our shoulders, otherwise I, The principal should be unemployed..."

Dumbledore made a little joke and stood up, successfully leaving the ward before Madam Pomfrey came over to chase him away.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Madam Pomfrey walked over neatly and pointed to a large basket of odds and ends on Avada's bedside: "These are the things your friends sent you while you were in a coma. You can look at them yourself later." Look, but you can’t get out of bed yet…”

"Well, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"That will have to wait at least another week."

Madam Pomfrey persuaded her earnestly: "I can understand that you young people always want to be discharged from the hospital as soon as you wake up, and you wish you could play a hundred consecutive Quidditch games. But in fact, waking up from a coma only represents the final outcome." The initial recovery is far from a complete recovery... This is how the youthful capital is consumed."

"And someone with a mental injury like yours especially needs to rest. If Principal Dumbledore hadn't insisted on it and promised to only disturb you for a short while, I wouldn't have let him in..."

"Then can I see my friends? I've been in a coma for a week..."

"No. You've been awake long enough today... Come on, drink this bottle of medicine, and then go to sleep."

"...tons, tons, tons."

…

It took another two full days before Madam Pomfrey finally allowed him to get out of bed on his own, but he still couldn't leave the ward - he hadn't eaten in the past few days, and drank potions instead, and he didn't even spend much time awake. , so naturally there is no need to go to the toilet. Moreover, Balon, Cedric and Harry were finally allowed to visit by Madam Pomfrey...

"Offending time, prying into taboos...it sounds mysterious."

Baron tilted his chin and muttered, earning unanimous nods of approval from several people around him.

"Actually,"

Even Cedric spoke hesitantly: "Professor Trelawney's reputation has always been so... um, unsatisfactory? Almost everyone who has taken a divination class knows that Professor Trelawney Ever since I started working at the school, several students have been predicted to die every year. However, nothing has happened so far. So don’t take it too seriously..."

"Did she predict who would die this week?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe not."

Shabby shook his head.

"Indeed not." Baron confirmed Xia Bi's words: "But although she did not predict the death of a specific person, she has been talking about how there will be a big terror this year, and maybe everyone will die..."

"Can this get worse?"

"Who says it can't be done..."

"Hey wait."

Seeing that everyone's conversation was about to turn in an unpredictable direction, Avada quickly stopped their conversation: "I heard that during my coma, there were other people who also fell into a coma like me? Any of you? Do you know what exactly happened?”