Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

'The battle has been going on for almost a minute, Balon should be almost ready...'

Avada used the Iron Armor Curse to defend against the fake Baker's attack, and at the same time stared closely into the fake Baker's eyes to observe his actions, while silently calculating in her heart: 'As long as the black magic that drags Balon is prepared, It can be over completely. He should be here now...'

Even in the fierce battle, he had a moment of concentration and glanced at a bunker behind the fake Baker: 'That place. ’

'After such a long time, Balon's black magic must have been prepared, and he is observing me now... As long as I drag Professor Baker's attention away, and then give Balon a signal, he can use powerful Use the black magic to sneak up on you and win in one fell swoop...'

‘Very good, Professor Baker and I have reached a stalemate. He seems to have forgotten Baron’s existence and can send signals! ’

'Three, two, one...'

Avada's left hand, which had been making auxiliary gestures to cast spells, suddenly froze, as if a small flaw had been exposed, causing the strength of the armor spell to suddenly drop a lot. If we increase the intensity of our attack at this time, we might be able to break the Iron Armor Curse in one fell swoop and completely break the stalemate!

"Ah."

However, the fake Baker simply ignored this good opportunity and instead gave him a disdainful sneer. The next moment, he suddenly reversed his wand and pointed it somewhere behind him, and fired a sharp spell - it was the bunker where Baron was hiding!

"impossible!!"

Avada was shocked: "How could you see through my arrangement?!"

"I can see through so many things..."

The fake Baker was about to respond with a sneer, but suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the magic wave coming from the spell that had just been cast on the bunker. It didn't seem like it had hit someone or been blocked...

boom!

A large cloud of smoke emitting bright light suddenly expanded and erupted from the bunker where Baron was supposed to be hidden, covering the entire battlefield almost instantly!

"Well!"

The insidious smoke was composed of countless tiny particles that emitted light. Before the fake Baker could react, some of the particles had already entered his eyes, causing him to instantly feel severe pain in his eyes. Tears flowed down uncontrollably, almost directly blindness!

[Since Mr. Shafiq has become invisible, and Mr. Ken has held me back, I cannot concentrate on defending against potential threats. Therefore, I will definitely use "Legilimency" to read Ken's thoughts and understand what you are going to do next. Down the layout. Don’t worry, my energy can no longer support the super-sensory spell at this time, so it must be Legilimency...]

[At this time, Mr. Ken needs to use "Occlumency" while deliberately looking into my eyes, so that I can read false information. At this time, my spirit was already very weak, and I could not see through even the most superficial Occlumency. My thinking would be confused by the sneak attack designed by two first-year students. For a while, I could not think of the possibility of mastering Occlumency in the first grade. Of course, this is also because Occlumency is very difficult to master. Mr. Ken, you may need to spend more energy to learn...]

【What? Have you already learned it? That would be great! 】

Of course Avada knows Occlumency - he took lessons every day for half a year staring at the mental structure of Snape, the master of Occlumency, so how could he not!

[Although this will make me suffer a big loss, it will also make me realize that all my methods have been completely seen through, which will make my subsequent behavior gradually become unpredictable, and my secret actions have never been able to be discovered. interrupt. So the next stage will be the stage where variables are most likely to occur. I haven't thought of an absolutely sure way yet... Mr. Ken, what do you want to say? 】

'All my tricks and habits were completely seen through... who? Who is it? ! ’

The fake Baker quickly healed his eyes while feeling terrified in his heart. This was a situation he had never encountered before in his adventurous career - he met a guy who could completely see through everything about him and formulate corresponding tactics, so that he would be cornered by two first-year freshmen!

Who knows himself so well? Who can understand himself so well? !

‘I don’t know why you understand me so well, but... you underestimate my level! ’

'found it! ! ’

Shrouded in bright light and smoke, he relied on his intuition and hearing to avoid a few spells, then turned around and waved his wand, sending out a blue light that hit an empty location...

"No!"

The corners of Fake Baker's mouth curled up slightly, satisfied that he heard the enemy's cry.

The next moment, the blue light finally hit that location. With a crisp sound like broken glass, the entire space in the Room of Requirement began to twist crazily like a twist, and returned to normal after just a moment, as if nothing had happened...

However, the door to the Room of Requirement that was supposed to be hidden by Professor Baker has quietly appeared in its original location!

Yes, this is what the fake Baker has been doing secretly from the beginning, even when he was fighting fiercely with Avada despite the curse and poison, he was not interrupted - he was deciphering the space magic in this room.

As early as when he discovered that the door to the Room of Requirement was hidden, he realized that there might be another guy secretly using space magic to try to trap him. So in the next battle, the fake Baker was attacking Avada on the surface, pretending to fight with all his strength, but in fact he was looking for flaws in space magic!

In the end, he was the superior, just like he had been in countless previous battles.

Therefore, the fake Baker tried his best to squeeze his mind, consumed the remaining energy to release several fast-moving magics to apply to himself, and then forcibly gathered his energy and rushed towards the door of the Room of Requirement at full speed. The speed was almost as fast as Pull out the afterimage!

That space magic is trying to hide the door again, you must rush out before then!

As long as we return to Hogwarts Castle and Dumbledore's domain, all plots and arrangements will be meaningless! What's more, Professor Flitwick, a powerful wizard, lives on the eighth floor, who can help him escape from any danger!

Finally, his hand touched the smooth wooden door, and then he pushed hard under the inertia of the impact, and then his whole body fell out - he returned to the eighth floor corridor of Hogwarts.

Looking at the familiar floor tiles and walls, as well as the tapestry of the troll beating Barnabas the fool, the fake Baker just wanted to laugh.

But the remaining reason allowed him to restrain this impulse, and shouted loudly at the first moment: "Professor Flitwick, come and help me! I'm being attacked!!"

boom!

With a loud bang of the wooden door hitting the wall, Professor Flitwick, who seemed to have just gotten up in messy pajamas, trotted over quickly and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the embarrassed fake Baker.

"Merlin! Professor Baker, what's wrong with you?!"

"Someone in this room wants to attack me. I just escaped! They may be chasing me out soon. Be careful. The other party is very skilled and controls two first-year students..."

The fake Baker pointed at the smooth wooden door that had not disappeared, his voice was trembling, as if he was about to fall into coma the next moment.

"Oh my God, how could this happen... Oh, Albus, you're here too? Great, Professor Baker... Expelliarmus! Immediately imprison him!"

The next second, under the horrified gaze of the fake Baker, Flitwick suddenly turned his wand and hit him with two extremely fast spells at almost zero distance!

"you?!"

But soon, he no longer had the intention to question "Professor Flitwick". Because the door to the Room of Requirement in front of him had been opened again, and behind him stood Baron Shafiq. And his wand is emitting a faint blue light that makes people feel chilled just by looking at it...

‘Dark magic, soul freezing spell! ’

This was the last thought that came before the fake Baker's consciousness solidified.