Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Chi."

After spending a few seconds preparing a full set of stealth magic for himself, Avada immediately entered the space channel to catch up, and then felt that the first moment he came into contact with the air, he opened the soaking spell. Then he used "Jianji Tianya" and hid in the space mezzanine - this process was as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, without any flaws...

The place where he landed was probably a small village, with several small and exquisite houses neatly arranged not far away, and several cars parked next to it. The house is surrounded by sunny pastures and ponds, and there seems to be a grape trellis not far away. It was quiet all around, and you could only vaguely see a few Muggle figures on the grass, but there was no one nearby...

No one...

"Where are the people?!"

Avada quickly scanned the surroundings with her magic senses, and found no trace of wizards - there were a few people in the houses in the distance, but without exception they were all Muggles!

"Gone? How many seconds did it take?"

Not to mention the wizard, there wasn't even a trace of magic around, so Avada simply maintained the phantom spell and jumped out of the space mezzanine, carefully looking at the surrounding environment: "Disguise? No, it's impossible. ——Not to mention what kind of decent disguise can be made in just a few seconds, but it is impossible to directly change the mental state. Currently, the entire magic society has no means to change a person's mental structure, even if it is me. It can’t be done now…wait a minute.”

"That door...the surrounding space structure seems a little strange?"

He took a few steps closer, intending to carefully study those seemingly unusual places, but those subtle marks healed themselves as quickly as the space passage just now, and there was no clue anymore - the wizard was probably As soon as the front foot left here, Avada was able to detect the slightest fleeting trace.

"That characteristic...is a bit like a door key? No, it's not quite the same. I can't confirm its specific function, I can only confirm it's a spatial method..."

"What the hell, why is this guy so cautious? He immediately ran away using a method similar to a portkey after the Apparition ended?"

"Isn't there still no magic that can track the disembodiment? What is he wary of??"

Avada pulled out her wand again and went forward to check it carefully. After confirming that the door was definitely not a hidden magic item, and that there was no wizard proficient in space magic behind the door, she moved the door here just in case. The location was recorded so that he could apparate over at any time, and then returned to Diagon Alley.

"During the entire previous conversation, he had no obvious hostility or intention to attack me, only a high degree of vigilance and distrust... He wanted to test me?"

As he continued to walk into the magic materials market, Avada reviewed the previous interaction: "Have I done anything questionable? Or is it the matter of installing anti-Apparition restrictions for those pure bloods? Is it a very unfavorable thing for him? But it’s not right. In that case, he should be hostile to me, and he just simply doubts me. And the thing about the children mentioned before..."

"No one is targeting the descendants of pure-blood families, right?"

"No, that's not right either..."

The horrifying idea was rejected by himself as soon as it surfaced: "If that were the case, my previous clients would have been very nervous and uneasy, and they would have also treated me when I mentioned the topic of children to them. More alert, but they are obviously not aware of this..."

"And the name Bill Trimble, Trimble... seems to be the last name of the author of "Dark Power: A Guide to Self-Defense"? Forget it, it's probably a fake name, after all, he came in disguise..."

"There is too little information available to draw conclusions at this time."

He slowly exhaled: "If you want to continue the investigation, you can only wait until the disembodiment restriction is installed on the matchbox house and then secretly observe his reaction, or learn from the interviewer named Taylor. Let's start the investigation. Taylor...it seems that there is no such surname among pure-blood families in the UK?"

He had to make this matter as clear as possible - now was the time when the pure-blood family had just suffered a heavy blow, which was the time when something was most likely to happen; and if he thought about the worst, someone really planned to do something to him. If children who haven't even entered school do anything...

Then we need to investigate further.

…

"Thanks, Padfoot."

In a dense forest.

The lush canopy intercepted most of the sunlight that was not abundant, making the woods look even eerie and eerie. Even with the white snow as decoration, it could not cover it...

Remus Lupine was standing side by side with his friend Sirius Black, holding the wand in his hand, staring with a livid face at the group of people in front of him who were being tied up tightly and lying in the snow...

"If it weren't for your help, I might not be able to figure out what's going on here. I can only take very limited precautions based on the rumors I heard, which won't have the slightest effect on the current situation..."

"So the Animagus is of some use."

Sirius seemed to want to make a little joke, but the ferocious look on his face at this moment made it impossible for him to smile at all: "These scumbags... even became more unscrupulous after breaking away from their master..."

"They have never been separated from their master - you know that. Not even Voldemort has complete control over them."

Lupine shook his head slowly, as if his neck was frozen: "It seems that I will not be able to stay at Hogwarts to teach next year. To be honest, if the contract was not still valid, I would want to get out now Come out and deal with things here..."

"You can go teach with peace of mind."

Sirius snorted coldly: "Leave it to me."

"here you are?"

Lupine turned to look at his companions in surprise: "Don't forget, they have joined the Death Eaters, so they should know about you..."

"No, Moony Face, they don't know..."

Sirius interrupted Lupine's worries with a sarcastic expression: "The hierarchy within the Death Eaters is extremely strict, and things like Wormtail were only known to the core group of Death Eaters back then. But they are now Either I entered Azkaban, or I was just severely beaten by Dumbledore, and I probably have no interest in cooperating with these scum in the corner... In other words, now they will all think that I am the loyal, capable food Dead Apostles..."

"Is it surprising that a Death Eater approached his former colleague to discuss cooperation?"