Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

As time passed, the light outside the window gradually dimmed - they had been in the sky for most of the day, and it was already evening.

It seems that even if the Hogwarts Express takes to the sky, its speed is nowhere near as fast as a real airplane. It stands to reason that the distance from the UK to Northern Europe, even if it is further away, three or four hours is definitely enough. However, the comfort of the train is far beyond that of ordinary airplanes - Avada even took a habitual nap on it, had already gone to the restaurant to have dinner, and is now sitting on the bed listening to the train The background noise of operation, quietly studying the plan to peel off the soul fragments...

"Attention all students, all students."

Suddenly, Dumbledore's deep, old voice rang in his ears. The first word he heard was still very soft and did not scare him abruptly, but the subsequent sounds gradually became clearer, as if Dumbledore was standing in front of him: "We probably have more Arrive at Durmstrang in ten minutes. Please pack your clothes and gather in the first carriage - remember to wear thicker clothes, it's probably colder here than Hogwarts."

‘We’re about to arrive. ’

Avada concentrated her mind, neatly arranged her clothes, washed her face and refreshed herself, then opened the door and walked out. At this time, many students were already walking towards the conference room in the corridor outside. After nodding and saying hello to a few acquaintances, he joined the team, walked quickly through the corridor and restaurant, and came to the conference room again.

Dumbledore had already sat in front of the long table, looking at the students who looked more or less excited, smiling and nodding.

"Look outside,"

He did not emphasize the etiquette and appearance issues again, but raised his finger and pointed out the window: "That is Durmstrang's guidance."

Everyone turned to look out the window, which had become completely dark, and sure enough, they saw a bit of eye-catching light in the dark and reflective window.

"Next, we only need to move towards the location of the light point, and we can successfully enter the range of Durmstrang."

After confirming that all students were present, Dumbledore waved his hand, and then the light in the window began to shift rapidly, and finally disappeared outside the window frame - he had not adjusted the direction of the train before. .

At this time, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body, and a feeling of weightlessness suddenly jumped from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. In contrast, the vaguely discernible clouds outside the window also began to move upward quickly, until a ray of light appeared again. In the darkness outside the window...

"Here we are."

Dumbledore smiled and pointed to the patch of light spreading on the ground outside the window: "That is Durmstrang."

The Hogwarts Express descended rapidly, and finally landed completely on the ground when it was still a short distance away from the light. The students in the train clearly felt a tremor. Then the train was like an ordinary train running on the ground, spitting out white smoke that was not very conspicuous in the night, slowing down little by little and approaching Durmstrang Castle, and finally stopped at Durmstrang Castle. A loud whistle blew and it came to a complete stop beside a wide lake.

"Alright, warriors,"

Dumbledore's expression became a little more straight, and he adjusted his robe a little: "Let's go down and meet Durmstrang's friends."

After that, he walked to the car door first and was the first to walk out after the door opened. And the students behind them also lined up and filed out.

"hiss……"

The moment Avada stepped out of the car door, he felt a burst of cold air hitting his face, which made his ears start to hurt. And in such a formal occasion, he couldn't take out his wand and give it directly. Cast a spell to keep yourself warm - thanks to Dumbledore's warning in advance.

After leaving the carriage completely, Durmstrang Castle came into view.

Although the view was a little blurry under the cover of night, it could be vaguely seen that the castle did not seem as tall and majestic as Hogwarts Castle. Just counting the number of illuminated windows, the castle actually only has four floors. If you just turn your head and look to both sides, you will find that the castle is surprisingly wide - it is more like a fortress than a castle.

This is probably also to reflect Durmstrang's teaching style that specializes in black magic, duel magic and war magic.

As for the large group of people at the place where they got off the bus, a group of adults with mature or old faces stood at the front, followed by many young faces who were trying to get a clear look at them. At the front of the two groups, Dumbledore was chatting passionately with a middle-aged wizard with a goatee.

"Dumbledore!"

Igor Karkaroff strode up to Dumbledore almost as soon as he saw him, and extended his hand warmly: "My dear old friend, how are you?"

"Great, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore responded with a smile and shook Karkaroff's hand. The two of them really seemed like a bunch of old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. It was completely impossible to tell that one of them was a former Death Eater and the other carried the soul of the former's former master...

"Oh, when I see you, I think of my dear alma mater..."

Karkaroff's tone seemed to be full of memories: "Originally, I couldn't help but want to give up the opportunity to host this game to Hogwarts, so that I could revisit the old place - but you also know , the game a century ago was too unbearable for Durmstrang to look back on, so I decided as soon as I heard the news of the rescheduled game that I wanted to rekindle the game for Durmstrang. The honor I deserve - after all, this is where I belong now, isn't it?"

"It was a pretty competent decision."

Dumbledore responded with a smile, and then changed the subject: "Where is Beauxbatons? Have they arrived?"

"They just arrived about five minutes ago and have gone to the hall to warm themselves up - you should hurry in."

Karkaroff waved enthusiastically to the Hogwarts team, gesturing for them to follow him: "This train - oh, isn't this the Hogwarts Express? It can fly? I went to school I didn’t know it had such a function!”

"This train should stop here. It's completely out of the way, and it's fairly close to the castle... You should be living here, right?"

"Thank you so much."

Dumbledore nodded politely and took the lead in following Karkaroff's footsteps. The students behind them also consciously formed a line to follow, and stepped into Durmstrang's hall one by one...