Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Pile of cockroaches?"

"Sizzling Bee Candy?"

"Bloody lollipop?"

"..."

Under the dissatisfied gaze of the stone beast, Avada finally tried out the password for the principal's office, quickly ran up the spiral staircase, and knocked on the familiar wooden door.

"Professor Dumbledore, are you there?"

no respond.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Avada shouted a few more times, but after still getting no response, she stopped waiting and opened the door directly - luckily, the door was unlocked.

The layout of the principal's office remains as usual. The placement of tables, chairs, various silverware, sorting hats, and Phoenix's perch have not changed at all. The portraits of previous principals are also sleeping with their eyes closed... except The only missing figures are Dumbledore himself and Fawkes.

"that……"

Avada looked around for a while, and finally she had no choice but to look up and ask the portraits hanging on the wall for help: "Professors, could you please tell me where Professor Dumbledore went? When will he be back?"

"You're...oh, the student with the outrageous name, right?"

The portrait of Armando Dippet was the first to open his eyes and glance at Avada. Then all the portraits stopped pretending to be asleep and looked at this "student with an outrageous name" with wide eyes and interest...

"Ahem, it's me, professor."

Avada coughed awkwardly, but did not forget the business: "Excuse me, where is Professor Dumbledore? I have something very urgent to find him."

"He went to London this morning." Armando replied: "It will probably take a few days before he comes back..."

"What?!"

Avada was shocked: Why did Dumbledore go to London now? !

There is now more than a week left before the final exam! In the original book, didn't Voldemort start acting after the final exam? !

"Do you have a way to contact him immediately?" Avada asked urgently towards the portraits.

"Unfortunately, no."

This time it was Delis Derwent who spoke: "I can contact St. Mungo's Hospital, but none of us have a direct way to contact Dumbledore. After all, we are just portraits..."

"Okay, I understand, thank you!"

Avada immediately turned around and left the principal's office, quickly ran to the third floor, and knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office: "Professor, are you there? I have a problem here..."

Click.

The door handle turned slightly, and the whole door opened a crack, and Quirrell's head poked out - it was not Voldemort.

"Ken?"

He called Avada to come in and closed the door, then asked in a low voice: "Are you here to see the master?"

"yes, I……"

"The master is resting."

Quirrell smiled at him: "He is recharging his energy for tonight's action."

"Are we going to take action tonight?!"

Avada's heart trembled, but she still had an expression of surprise on her face: "After tonight, the professor can be resurrected?"

"No, no, not that fast..."

Quirrell's expression also became noticeably lighter: "After getting that thing tonight, the master and I will have to leave Hogwarts temporarily. Resurrection is a very complicated task... but at the latest a few months, the master You can regain your body and strength!"

"Great...then when do you plan to take over Hogwarts, professor?"

"This will have to wait for a while. Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic are both difficult to deal with... But after the master is resurrected, you can leave this school that is temporarily bound by decadent dogma, follow the master, and learn all kinds of things openly. Wonderful magic. Depending on your growth rate, maybe by the time the Ministry of Magic is captured and Hogwarts is captured, you will be able to participate in the war and perform meritorious service!"

"You must behave well when the time comes. You are the second most important contributor to the master's resurrection, and you have been taught by him for so long. He will definitely focus on training you."

"Um!"

Avada showed a smile full of expectations for the future: "Then I'm waiting for your good news!"

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong this time."

Quirrell smiled confidently, inserted a flag, and sent Avada out of the office. The moment the office door closed, Avada's expression instantly darkened:

"Is it really early? Why?"

"Is it because I interfered with his drinking of unicorn blood? But I clearly made Hagrid notice the abnormality in advance and reminded the unicorns to leave quickly. The subsequent hunting did not succeed many times. ...Why is it earlier??”

"And if this is the case, do Harry and the others still know about Voldemort's existence? Do they know that he will pass through the trap door tonight?"

"What should I do now..."

Thinking rapidly in her mind, Avada ran downstairs and came to the school's owl shed. She took out a piece of paper and put it against the wall and started writing:

[Dear Professor Dumbledore:]

[As I write this letter, Voldemort has already planned to sneak into the corridor on the fourth floor to steal the Philosopher's Stone that night. I don't know if you really have something to do in London, or if you were misled...but I have another important thing to say here. 】

[Some time ago, I received a package containing five notebooks and an anonymous letter. The sender claimed to be an American adventurer who can predict the future. He said in the letter that I have the ability to cast the magic recorded in the notes, and will Voldemort was completely sealed. He also said that he had given those magic spells to you, but you wrote back saying that you could not cast them...]

[The letter also said that my friend Baron Shafiq has a prophecy ball in his hand, which can function as a "container"...]

[I admit that I do have a rather strange perception of mental power: my brain seems to be much faster than other wizards, and I can learn things faster; not only that, I can also roughly feel other people's moods; and Several times I was even able to roughly predict in advance what magic others wanted to release...]

[And the current situation is... Finally, after discussion, we decided to do as he said, try to seal Voldemort, and jointly maintain the peace of the magic world...]

[So, I request you to come back immediately after reading this letter. Balon needs your protection... But please don't show up immediately. According to the letter, that may scare Voldemort away... 】

【A·Ken】

"Go, send this letter to Dumbledore, the sooner the better!"

Avada hurriedly tied the scrawled letter to the leg of an owl and let it fly while giving instructions. And the owl seemed to be able to sense the urgency in Avada's heart. It flapped its wings and turned into a small black dot and disappeared from his sight...

"Let's go see Harry and the others next."

Avada took one last look at the direction where the owl disappeared, then turned back to the castle.

It's Sunday afternoon. In the atmosphere of the upcoming exam, if Harry and the others didn't know that Voldemort would act tonight, they would most likely be reviewing in the library; and if they already knew...

Sure enough, in Avada, I found that there were no three people in the library, and then I went to the staff lounge and unexpectedly discovered Hermione's sneaky figure not far from the door.

"What a ghost."

Avada let out a long sigh: "How come they always realize the situation the day before Voldemort takes action?"

So he returned to the library again and pulled out Baron who was studying seriously.

"Something has happened. He will take action tonight, and it is estimated that Harry and the others will also be involved. Our plan will have to be advanced..."

"……ah?"