Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"The Killing Curse... Whether it's that there is no remaining vitality or that the deceased has no reaction at all, it does meet all the characteristics of being hit by the Killing Curse..."

"But this shouldn't be the case?"

Avada felt that she had stayed for too long, so she turned and went downstairs, out of sight of the two professors, but the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong: "Bagman was there in a very short time after I left. The person who was killed was still out of class at that time. There were many students in the corridor, and the door to his office was open... If it was really the killing curse, then someone would definitely hear the curse being recited..."

"It is almost impossible to release the Killing Curse silently. Most people can't exert its power even by chanting the curse in a slightly lower voice. Currently, there are only two people known to be able to release the Killing Curse silently, and that is Grindelwald. And Voldemort...of course Dumbledore should be able to do it too."

"Is it possible that Voldemort secretly resurrected behind my back? Or did the pure-blood family raise a Dark Lord who can compete with Dumbledore? This is a bit nonsense - if the pure-blood family can really fight at this time If we create another Dark Lord, will they be suppressed so miserably by Dumbledore in the original book?"

"Soundproofing spell? Listen with earplugs? This will prevent the students in the corridor from hearing the spell, but Bagman can still hear the sound of the spell before he dies - but judging from his expression before he died, he But he didn’t even have time to react..."

"what is going on?"

The height of one floor in Durmstrang Castle is much higher than that of Hogwarts. In addition, Avada couldn't walk fast because he was concentrating on thinking about the problem, so it took him a long time to go downstairs. During this time, everything around him was empty, with no one around.

‘Durmstrang is under martial law. ’

He thought to himself, and then finally came to the hall on the first floor - sure enough, the door to the outside world was now ajar, and there was a table at the door. There was a professor on duty sitting in front of him. He turned around after hearing the noise. Turning around, he stared at Avada who had just walked out of the corridor with vigilant eyes.

"You are...oh."

His brows relaxed slightly, obviously recognizing Avada: "Want to go out?"

"right."

After seeing Avada nodding, the professor took out a booklet from under the table and opened it: "Then you need to register here and be sure to come back within an hour, otherwise you may be punished. Interrogation... In addition, it is forbidden to leave the castle after eight o'clock in the evening, and there is only more than half an hour left, so you'd better do whatever you have to do quickly."

"……OK."

Avada picked up the pen and quickly wrote her name "Ken" on the pamphlet. Then she opened the half-closed door and ran out of the castle quickly against the cold wind, heading straight to Zheng Jingjing not far away. The prone Hogwarts Express. And before he could get close and knock on the door, he immediately noticed that an invisible but extremely powerful magic was tightly sealing the entire train, preventing anyone from entering it - this was obviously Dumbledore's handiwork.

Fortunately, there are still four or five students on duty in the conference room of the first carriage. Some of them caught a glimpse of Avada's figure outside the car window, and then immediately called on other companions to come forward and put their faces against the car window - fortunately, Dumbledore's magic only has the function of blocking and defense. It didn't help much with the sound insulation, so they could barely hear each other's voices through the car window.

"Ken?"

The leader was Cedric, and his voice sounded a little unclear through the glass: "You're back? Sorry, Professor Dumbledore has enchanted the train, and we can't let you in... Over there How about it?"

"Fortunately, my suspicion is not high."

Avada said to the glass, "How are you doing? Is Dumbledore in the car?"

"Dumbledore isn't here."

Cedric explained with an uneasy look: "As soon as the news of Mr. Bagman's murder came out, all students were immediately ordered to return to their residences. Professor Dumbledore followed Karkaroff after making arrangements for us. Is...is this true?"

"Mr. Bagman was really killed? Isn't this a Triwizard Tournament event??"

"It doesn't look like it."

Avada shook her head: "Neither Crouch nor the other principals were joking at all, and the wands of the three of us have also been detained - by the way, where is Dumbledore?"

"He said he was going to follow Karkaroff to negotiate with the British."

A seventh-grade student explained: "If nothing else happens, the British Ministry of Magic should send someone over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to investigate with the Durmstrang school. The martial law will not be lifted until tomorrow!"

"That's good."

Avada relaxed a little on the surface, but the strings in her heart tightened: "By the way, do you know what kind of debt dispute Ludo Bagman has with the goblins? According to the current preliminary investigation results, He was probably killed by goblins. And if this is true, it means that someone has already infiltrated Durmstrang - and no one may be safe by then!"

"Is there such a thing?!"

Several faces stuck to the glass were shocked at the same time - if this was really the case, it would be goblins murdering Ministry of Magic officials... If this kind of incident is not handled well, it would be enough to provoke a dispute between wizards and goblins!

"But I heard that Bagman just lost a bet to the goblin and owes a lot of money!"

Cedric, whose family has a background in the Ministry of Magic, is quite well-informed about this matter, so he immediately gave the answer Avada wanted: "Would a goblin kill someone just for this? He just followed a few goblins. The bet was made in one’s own name, and Gringotts was not looted!”

"A bet with a goblin?"

Avada was stunned for a moment.

"Everyone in the Ministry of Magic knows that Ludo Bagman is famous for his gambling addiction..."

Cedric explained to him: "Almost everything he encounters will bet with the people around him, and in big events-such as the previous Quidditch World Cup, he will definitely participate in large-scale bets. Even if There are also many of his creditors in the Ministry of Magic, not to mention the goblins who specialize in this trick, so there is nothing surprising about this incident... But I still feel that the goblins will not kill him directly just for this, or even kill him directly. To sneak into the most secretive Durmstrang!"

"I see. Thank you, Cedric..."

Avada touched her chin thoughtfully, then casually chatted with a few people for a while, then said goodbye to her classmates before the end of the allotted time, turned around and walked towards Durmstrang Castle...