Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Who? What happened??"

Avada didn't realize what Crouch said for a moment.

What did he just hear? Crouch seems to be saying... Ludo Bagman, dead?

Ludo Bagman? The Ludo Bagman who had just finished interviewing him less than a minute ago? ?

"Ludo Bagman - the Ludo Bagman who met you just now, was found dead in his office. I have made it clear enough, come with me now, immediately! "

Old Barty raised his wand slightly. Avada, who was still in a daze, stood up unsteadily and followed...

'Just kidding? Or is this actually the first test of the Triwizard Tournament? ? ’

'But if that's the case, why is Old Barty's mental state so serious? You don't look like you were joking at all? ’

'Ludo Bagman...is really dead? ! ’

Boom, boom, boom.

A rapid knock on the door woke him up from his thoughts, and then he realized that he had once again stood in front of the black wooden door. The knock on the door just now was the old man beside him. Sent by Ty Crouch.

The wooden door was immediately opened from the inside, and Karkaroff was now the only one in the entire office. His face was gloomy now, not at all the cheerful and enthusiastic look he had in the morning, and his spirit also showed the tension and irritability in his heart. …

"People are here."

Old Barty nodded emphatically: "It stands to reason that he should be the last person to see Bagman...Dumbledore and Maxim haven't come back yet?"

"It should be soon."

Karkaroff simply responded and said nothing more. He sat back on his chair without saying a word. He grabbed his goatee tightly with one hand, as if he wanted to tear it off. of. He occasionally raised his head and looked at Avada's face with a sharp gaze, which made him want to say something first, but he had no choice but to give up when he saw that the other party had no intention of asking - the whole office felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. An air of silence reigned.

Not long after, Dumbledore and Maxim also rushed back with hurried steps. Behind them were Krum and Fleur respectively, and the latter also had a look of surprise and disbelief.

boom!

Seeing that everyone had finally arrived, Karkaroff stood up suddenly and waved his arm vigorously, causing the wooden door to hit the door frame hard, making a loud buzzing noise.

"Mr. Ludo Bagman has just been found dead in his office."

His face was so gloomy that it could drip water, making him look like an angry black goat: "And you, the three warriors, theoretically you should be the last three people who saw him before his death. Especially you, Mr. Ken, the time he was found dead may not even have been a minute before the end of your interview."

"So, do you three have anything to say?"

"Don't be nervous. Speak slowly. Your suspicions are not serious."

Dumbledore also took a step forward, trying his best to calm the emotions of the three warriors with a calm and gentle tone, but anyone could hear the slightest tremble in his voice.

'Ludo Bagman...is really dead? ! Isn't this a Triwizard Tournament event? ! ’

Seeing that the people in the room were either nervous or in sad and angry mental states, Avada finally determined that they were not joking to her, and then fell into deep doubt: "How is that possible?! "

‘Was it three minutes from the time I left his office to the time Barty Crouch Sr. approached me? ! Probably not even two minutes! ’

"I...I can't believe it."

He opened his mouth and just spit out a word, and then swallowed quickly to make his voice no longer so hoarse and scary: "At that time, Mr. Bagman and I had just finished the interview, and it was even after class time, in the corridor. There were a lot of people on board, and Mr. Bagman didn’t let me close the door... Did he really die like that? How did he die? Who found out? "

"This is not your question time."

Old Barty gave him a stern look, then looked at Klum and Fleur: "What about you two?"

"I... everything was fine when I was doing the interview."

Krum still looked a little hesitant, as if he couldn't tell whether the referee named Bagman was really dead, or whether all this was just a part of the competition: "I will go at three o'clock in the afternoon. I went to his office and answered some questions. The whole process only lasted ten minutes, and I didn’t see anyone else approaching..."

"I remember you and Mr. Bagman had an argument at the Quidditch World Cup."

Crouch seemed to have returned to the director of the Department of Legal Enforcement who made Death Eaters shudder. His body leaned forward slightly, causing Krum to shrink back involuntarily.

"There's no way I'm going to kill someone just for this!"

He shouted excitedly: "Only a madman would do this! And I went to class after leaving his office. My classmates and professors can all testify! And the Beauxbatons warriors must have met me after that. Mr. Bagman!”

"That's right."

Fleur Delacour also tried her best to remain calm, but her hands had already tightly grasped the hem of her skirt: "I met Mr. Klum once on the way upstairs, and the subsequent interview with Mr. Bagman also It went very smoothly, and after that I also went back to class, and many people saw my whereabouts..."

At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the room drifted towards Avada - he was the last person to see Bagman, and the time between his departure and Bagman's death was too short. If so, he is indeed the most suspect among the three people at the scene.

"...I need to check your wands."

Karkaroff took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "It's empty talk. The magic you have cast is the most direct and powerful evidence. If I check the cause of Mr. Bagman's death in any of your wands, If there are related spells..."

As he spoke, he firmly extended his hand to the three of them. The three warriors also knew that the only way to prove their innocence was to hand over their old buddy, so they did not hesitate to take out their wands and hand them over.

"Hmm...the three wands from the morning indeed."

Karkaroff nodded, turned around and handed the three wands to Old Barty: "Come and check, Mr. Crouch - they are all students of the three of us. Only you can guarantee fairness."

"good."

Old Barty picked up the wands and placed them on the table, then took out his own wand with one hand, picked up Avada's wand with the other hand and pointed it out the window, and then used his own wand to point it at Avada. The end of Da's wand tapped lightly: "Pre-Flashback Curse!"

A burst of psychedelic blue light appeared on the tip of Avada's wand - it was a spell used to detect the ingredients of potions.

"Pre-Flashback Curse!"

What appeared this time was an auxiliary magic for making joyful potions—Avada took potions class before the interview.

"Pre-Flashback Curse! Pre-Flashback Curse!"

Old Barty continued to cast the flashback spell relentlessly. In the end, he didn't even bother to recite the spell, and just tapped Avada's wand like a wooden fish. Anyway, several of the people present are masters of magic, and there is no possibility of him secretly doing something small...

He cast more than thirty flashback spells in a row, until the light coming from the tip of the wand was blurred to the point of being indistinguishable, and then he put Avada's wand down: "Have you written it all down?"

"certainly."

The headmasters nodded - they had been recording the magic emerging from the Avatar's wand while Crouch cast the spell.

"We will check these magics one by one with your professors and classmates."

Crouch still looked at Avada with that scrutinizing gaze: "And before that is over, you must stay under surveillance."