Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Then that will do. Thank you, Mr. Grigovitch."

Karkarov smiled at Grigovitch and turned to look at Ludo Bagman: "Do you need to take another photo?"

“Of course, it’s another iconic moment!”

Bagman replied happily and took out the camera again. Compared with yesterday, there was an extra tripod under the camera. He asked the three warriors, the referees and Gregovich to stand in position, then pressed the shutter of the camera, then quickly walked around, stood beside the four referees, and waited until there was a click. He walked back again, looking behind the camera with a satisfied smile.

"alright."

He nodded, indicating that the others could disperse, and then said to the three warriors: "And what I said before - oh, Miss Delacour was not here at the time, I will deal with it this afternoon. You will conduct separate interviews. You need to come to my office - it is on the second floor. I will open the door and wait for you. You can see it at a glance... How will we start at three o'clock in the afternoon? Sample?"

"no problem."

The three of them nodded.

"Then let's start with Mr. Krum."

Bagman continued calmly, not paying any attention to Klum's surprised look: "Then Miss Delacour, please go to my office at around three-twenty; then Mr. Ken, About three forty...no problem? That’s good!”

"Has it been discussed?"

Seeing that the warriors and Bagman had finished talking, Karkaroff looked at the time and smiled: "Then I think you can go to eat directly. Anyway, there are only a few minutes left before the end of get out of class... I also wish you a good afternoon in advance. The interview will go well, Mr. Bagman."

…

Avada did not dare to stay in Durmstrang's cafeteria any longer and chose to go directly back to the Hogwarts Express cafeteria for a meal.

On the one hand, this is because as the youngest warrior, and whose public name only has one character, he is undoubtedly one of the focuses of the whole school's attention, and as he is still on a mission, he is not very willing to be exposed to people too much. Under sight; on the other hand, it is also to take care of the feelings of the house elves - if the services they provide are not fully enjoyed, they will not feel good.

Moreover, Grigovitch's previous evaluation of his wand will definitely be spread by the other two warriors. Anyway, this is not something that should be kept secret-then, the evaluation of a top wand master will undoubtedly make His level of attention once again increased several notches.

However, he was not surprised that Gregovich would comment on his wand like that. After all, he had always known that he had never had a "unique and chosen" wand like other wizards. Even when others were still "wanting to choose a wizard," he could already choose from Ollivander's inventory. And the wand in his hand has indeed not yet fully recognized its owner...

As for the reason, Avada thinks it may be that this wand cannot carry a certain quality of his own, so he is stuck in this state between recognizing the owner and not recognizing the owner.

'So, I have been wronged by this wand all this time...'

Thinking of this, Avada couldn't help but take out the wand that had followed her through countless storms, stolen Horcruxes, deceived Voldemort, and sealed a diary. She held it in her hand and examined it for a moment: "Wait for the game. Once that’s done, I’ll use the Elder Wand’s technology to upgrade you.”

After eating, he rested in his room for a while, and then returned to Durmstrang Castle to start class - after just half a day of class, he could already feel that Durmstrang was worthy of his reputation. It is a millennium-old school that is as famous as Hogwarts. It is every bit as good as Hogwarts in terms of teaching level and cultural heritage, and is even better in some areas - such as Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Even putting aside Durmstrang's own tradition of focusing on duels and war magic, the frequent replacements and uneven quality of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts in the past fifty years are enough to make the teaching quality of this course be criticized by Germany. Armstrong left a big gap, and even the British Auror department complained to the school, saying that the situation of this course had seriously affected their recruitment...

Oh, by the way, and the History of Magic professor here is not a ghost, and his lectures are quite lively.

However, probably due to the need to keep the school location confidential, none of the professors here are young. Almost everyone has a wrinkled face and either has gray hair or a long beard. They look like they are at least sixty or seventy years old. Compared with them, Karkaroff is actually considered the youngest in the school...

So, at 3:40 p.m.

Avada had already explained his situation to the professor before class, so he didn't even need to take the initiative to mention it. The professor who was in class told him five minutes in advance that he could leave now. After packing up his things, he went to the second floor as requested. After checking around, he found an unlocked room, so he went up and poked his head around - Ludo Bagman was inside.

"Ah, Mr. Ken!"

Bagman immediately stood up and walked to the door, inviting him in and sitting on the opposite side of the table: "I just finished the interview with Miss Delacour. If you had come half a minute earlier, you might have met her... …Shall we start now?”

"No problem." Avada sat upright.

"so good,"

Ludo Bagman spread out the parchment and dipped the quill in his hand into ink: "Then let's start with the first question - what drove you to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament?"

'In order to complete Dumbledore's mission, I also cooperated with Pettigrew to dig holes for the pure-blood family...'

"cough,"

Avada's face straightened: "Of course it is to help my alma mater, Hogwarts, win the reputation - the Triwizard Tournament has been suspended for hundreds of years, and this restart is undoubtedly of historic significance. If If Hogwarts can win this competition, its reputation will surely be further enhanced..."

"And from a more personal perspective, I also feel that the lifting of the age limit this time is a good opportunity for me..."

He talked a lot eloquently, and Bagman quickly recorded what he said, followed by several other questions. Avada also tried his best to answer them one by one without revealing any flaws. The process was quite smooth—— Judging from Bagman's proficiency, these questions should be predetermined templates.

"Well, there is another thing that everyone is curious about,"

He put down his pen and rubbed his wrist, and continued to ask with a smile: "In the display of the Goblet of Fire, your name only has one word 'Ken', please..."

"Uh, sorry, I'm not in a position to answer this."

Avada immediately shook her head decisively: "My current name is triple recognized by the Hogwarts School, the Book of Admission and the Goblet of Fire. There is no problem or inconvenience."

"……Oh well."

Bagman nodded with some regret and said, "That's enough... Is there anything else you want to say to the public?"

"Well... not yet."

"Okay, that's the end of this interview. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Ken."

He stood up and smiled and patted Avada on the shoulder: "You can go back - you don't need to close the door, it's good to have some ventilation like now, thank you."

It's time for get out of class to end now, and there are more noisy students in the corridor outside. It seems that Ludo Bagmana is quite willing to enjoy the noisy atmosphere...

‘There’s nothing to worry about for now. ’

Avada walked around the castle for a while, and then directly found the classroom where his next class would be held. He walked in and laid out his textbooks, paper and pen, while silently calculating: 'You can spend more time in the next period of time. In the investigation, the focus is on Barty Crouch - if he didn't know that his son had escaped, he would be casting the Imperius Curse every other week, which would mean that he would leave Durmster Lang...'

"Mr. Ken!"

Suddenly, a loud noise interrupted his thoughts, and the classroom door was violently opened with a bang. Barty Crouch held the wand and strode towards him: "Please come with me immediately. , go to the principal’s office, hurry up.”

"What's wrong?"

Avada's eyelids twitched.

Crouch's face was ashen and he stared at him for a while before speaking slowly, his voice was very hoarse and unpleasant:

"Ludo Bagman...is dead."