Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

When she saw Voldemort's soul broken, Avada's heart suddenly went cold.

Only then did he realize what had happened - Voldemort split his soul by killing Quirrell, and escaped like a gecko with its tail cut off!

Damn it! How did he come up with such an outrageous method? !

And what was separated this time was no ordinary fragment, he gave up half of his soul!

Originally, after six splits, his main soul was not very big, but this time he was able to split half of it at once... How dare he? ! The little bit of soul left is probably not much bigger than the average soul fragment, right? !

Avada never dreamed that Voldemort could escape in such an outrageous and ruthless way - otherwise, among other things, he would have had Balon cast a dozen full-body binding spells on Quirrell's body!

"You cost me half my soul!!"

A roar filled with boundless hatred sounded above the heads of several people, causing them to look up——

A small cloud of gray mist quickly broke away from the attraction of the crystal ball and floated to the sky above the room. A ferocious human face vaguely appeared inside, staring at Avada with eyes that seemed to be cannibalistic.

"Wait, Ken! It's not that easy to step on my corpse and become the next Dark Lord!"

"I am immortal! One day, I will return again. By then, you and the things you value... don't even think about running away!!"

After saying that, Voldemort immediately rushed out of the room without looking back, and all obstacles seemed to be in vain.

Avada watched helplessly as the remaining bit of Voldemort's soul penetrated the wall and disappeared from sight and magic senses, and let out a heavy breath.

"Okay, let him run away."

"But it was not in vain. At least he lost half of his soul. It is impossible for the last Horcrux to be born, or it has already been born... and his intelligence should have dropped to an unbearable level. Degree."

"I wonder if his strength will be greatly reduced after being resurrected...or even whether he can be resurrected is a question."

"It's simply outrageous - the total volume of the soul fragments in all his Horcruxes has exceeded his main soul!"

While sighing, Avada walked forward, leaned over and picked up the black crystal ball that stored half of Voldemort's soul. Then she turned to look at Baron who was still in a daze and still didn't understand what was going on. and Harry, barely showing a smile:

"How should I put it... We are half successful."

"He ran away?"

Balon still didn't put away his wand and asked with a frown.

"Ran."

Avada sighed: "He tore his soul directly at the last moment, leaving part of it - probably half of it in the crystal ball, and the remaining part escaped, trying to survive with a broken arm..."

"As expected of the once all-powerful Dark Lord, it is indeed not that easy to deal with."

Balon was also quite sorry, but then his brows relaxed: "But at least, we have greatly damaged his vitality, right? Fully half of his soul... Although I don't know what this means, but for him The injury must be quite serious, right?”

"Maybe?"

Avada is also a little unsure - Voldemort's soul was already shattered like that, but it still didn't affect the actual combat effectiveness. It's hard to say how much impact the lost soul will have this time...

"All in all, our efforts were not in vain."

Baron sat down on the ground without any image, leaning against the wall. God knows how nervous he was when he was deceiving Voldemort while running Occlumency!

"but……"

Harry, who had been lying on the ground and had not yet gotten up, showed a puzzled expression: "What Voldemort said just now is that Ken is a born dark wizard, wants to dominate everything, wants to be the Dark Lord, etc... What do those mean? "

"Ahem, don't worry about that."

Avada coughed in embarrassment: "That was the disguise I made when I was lurking around Voldemort. Maybe I acted too well, and until now he thinks I am the same person as him. Damn it, Can't he think better of me... I'm a Hufflepuff after all."

"You are lurking next to Voldemort?!"

Harry exclaimed: "For this whole year, you have been working as an undercover agent next to Voldemort?!"

"That's understandable..."

Anyway, the matter has come to an end for the time being, and with nothing to do, Avada roughly explained her situation to Harry.

"God, this is really..."

After hearing about Avada's experience, Harry couldn't help but admire him: "You are the most amazing wizard I have ever seen."

"It's nothing extraordinary, I just did what I could... not to mention it was not completely successful in the end."

Avada threw the crystal ball in her hand: "Okay, now that the matter is over, we should probably go back... Harry, your two partners are still waiting for you, right? You'd better go back to them quickly To report it's safe, I have to bring this crystal ball to Dumbledore and ask him to check if there is anything missing..."

It was only then that Harry and Balon realized how special this ordinary-looking crystal ball was - so they gathered around and curiously looked at the black crystal ball in Avada's hand.

"It's unimaginable that half of the Dark Lord's soul is hidden in this thing..."

Baron touched the crystal ball carefully and admired in a low voice. As soon as Harry focused his attention on the crystal ball, he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his forehead, which made his cheek twitch a few times.

"God, my scar hurts... This scar must have some connection with Voldemort."

Harry said while rubbing the scar on his forehead painfully.

"Probably because Voldemort is still alive."

As soon as this was mentioned, Avada's mood dropped: "After all, he ran away. So just like he said just now, one day he will come back again..."

"Did you forget something, Ken?"

An old and gentle chuckle suddenly sounded, interrupting Avada's lament - and then a dazzling firelight lit up out of thin air in the center of the room, and the smiling figure of Albus Dumbledore emerged from it. .

What shocked the three Avada people the most was that he was actually holding a familiar gray mist in his hand! !

"Could it be?!"

The ecstasy in Avada's heart almost burst through her chest. He rushed to Dumbledore in one stride, and without even saying hello, he breathed heavily and stared at the gray mist - it was Voldemort! !

"You caught him?!"

Avada felt as if her heart was jumping out of her throat, and the blood all over her body was racing like a roller coaster...

"Luckily, I happened to catch him fleeing when I was coming back."

Dumbledore looked extremely happy and said with a smile: "And your actions and the notes of the adventurer also helped me a lot - if you hadn't caused him to lose his soul, he would have fallen into an unprecedented crisis. Weak, and if the adventurer provided detailed data about Voldemort and asked me to develop several magics specifically for him in advance, I might not be able to catch him."

"You succeeded?!"

Balon and Harry also rushed over, looking at the familiar gray mist in Dumbledore's hand and trembling with excitement: "In other words, Voldemort has been completely retained by us?"

"Um."

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "What I have in my hand, plus what's in the crystal ball, is the complete wandering soul of Voldemort, and he has not escaped at all."

"So...Voldemort...he's finished?"

"That's right."

Dumbledore's voice couldn't help but be a little excited, and even his beard was shaking a little, but he still suppressed his voice and maintained his grace: "We can proudly announce that Voldemort can no longer cause trouble."