Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

Astronomy classes are only held every Wednesday night, and there are no homework assignments in the first class of the semester. So after completing the afternoon classes, the first-year students entered a state of doing nothing.

And Avada will naturally not let go of this precious time - the address of the most mysterious and versatile room in Hogwarts, the Room of Requirement, is currently stored in his mind. And once he successfully enters the Room of Requirement, it means that his plan has taken a big step forward: Ravenclaw's diadem, the damaged Vanishing Cabinet, and his own secret research site...

Not only that, but there are also the magical principles of the Room of Requirement, the magical structures of Ravenclaw's diadem and the Vanishing Cabinet, Voldemort's soul fragments and other magical items. If he can completely analyze them with his magic senses and develop related spells if……

Avada can guarantee that any treasure in the magical world is not as valuable to him as the Room of Requirement!

So after leaving the Transfiguration classroom, he rushed to the dining hall like other Hufflepuffs, preparing to have dinner before heading to the eighth floor.

As a Hufflepuff, you can't delay eating.

"Hey Ken!"

Avada followed the sound and saw Baron coming out of the opposite corridor alone, waving to him.

"meet again."

He said hello to the Hufflepuff classmates, then temporarily left the team and walked side by side with Balon: "How do you feel about the first day of class?"

"Not bad." The corners of Balon's mouth raised slightly: "Although most of them are things my parents taught me, casting spells with a wand yourself is really a new experience. How are you doing there?"

"Fortunately, I basically learned most of the spells during the summer vacation, and it's not difficult to get started. Although Professor Binns' voice in the History of Magic class is a bit hypnotic, the history itself is still very interesting."

"You also find the history of magic interesting?"

Baron felt quite happy to have found a soulmate: "I just came out of the History of Magic class. You may not imagine that I was the only one awake in the whole class! Including those who performed well in the class before Guys are napping!”

"You don't have to imagine it at all." Avada shook his head and laughed: "It's the same here. I even doubt that Professor Binns has any talent in hypnotic magic. He just said a few words and he was already snoring in class. Yes, what he said is obviously quite exciting."

"yes."

Balon said with emotion: "My parents have told me since I was a child that the glory of blood is contained in history, and everything we enjoy now comes from the gifts of history. As a pure-blood wizard, it is our duty to remember history and protect the truth. Our responsibility. And we must not only remember the honor, but also remember the evil deeds that harm the honor, and reflect on and avoid them. Only in this way can the glory continue with the blood and flourish forever."

"It's so admirable..." Avada wanted to praise Baron's words and talk about the history of magic together, but suddenly she frowned and reached out to stop Baron's progress.

"What's wrong?"

"There is a small trap ahead." In a few seconds, Avada had clearly seen the structure of the magic in front of him, and his brows relaxed again, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

"The curse stops immediately."

He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly, and a white light spread out and swept across the corridor in front. After being swept, an area actually turned into a small piece of mud, and then squirmed a few times under the effect of the curse. Later it turned back into ordinary floor tiles. Then he put away his wand coolly and turned his eyes playfully to the side corner: "Two seniors, stop hiding and come out."

As the words fell, two almost identical red-haired men walked out dejectedly.

Balon's pupils shrank, remembering the Gryffindor legend that Slytherin's senior had solemnly warned him about last night.

"Merlin's beard, what a failure."

One of the guys shouted with a frown on his face: "The mobile swamp we spent half a semester researching was cracked by a little guy who just learned the floating spell!"

"How did you do it?"

Avada looked at the twins scratching their heads in confusion in a funny way, and lied: "Unfortunately, I have taught myself a wide range of things, and one of them happens to be identifying and disarming traps in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"I assume you are the Gryffindor troublemakers and masters of pranks, Fred and George Weasley? Hufflepuff, Ken, nice to meet you."

"Oh, it's you, the person who must not even be named!"

The twins shouted excitedly, then turned to look at Baron: "Then you must be his 'food eater'!"

"Slytherin, Balon Shafik, it's an honor to meet two 'Mischief Mags'." Balon rolled his eyes and retorted mercilessly.

"Prank Magus?"

The twins were stunned at the same time and looked at each other with ecstasy in their eyes.

"Why didn't we think of this title before?!"

"Haha, the highest achievement of prank, the 'Prank Magus' that competes with the 'Animagus' and the 'Disguise Magus'!"

"As expected of a Slytherin who can make friends with Hufflepuff, his naming skills are really high!"

Then they ran away in a hurry, not knowing whether it was to escape the scene of the crime or to publicize their new titles in a big way.

Baron's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he said bitterly: "This name is derogatory! Derogatory! I should call them Point-Deduction Mags!"

"Then they will probably be happier."

Avada smiled and said: "Let's wait until this title spreads, and then let Professor McGonagall, the real Animagus, deal with them. We are going to be 'food eaters' now."

"I finally understand why the seniors had such expressions yesterday when they mentioned those two guys. They used hidden traps on the first-year students, openly admitted that they were Prank Mags, and even challenged Professor McGonagall..."

"Is this how Gryffindor's courage works?"

Until he was about to finish his meal, Baron was still a little aggrieved, and the intensity of biting the chicken drumstick increased significantly.

…

After breaking up with Baron, Avada took advantage of the opportunity when there were not many people around, sneakily ran up to the eighth floor, and came to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas silly. I casually used my magic sense to glance at the wall hiding the entrance to the Room of Requirement.

Hmm, I can’t understand.

Go ahead and get the Horcrux.

"The Room of Requirement is only open to those who really need it..."

"I'm kidding, no one needs the Room of Requirement more than me. I'm the only one who knows how important what's in there is."

Avada muttered in her mind, "I need a room to hide things, I need a room to hide things..." and walked back and forth across that section of wall three times. Suddenly, the magic structure inside the wall merged with his own overflowing spiritual power, and an extremely complex and strange change occurred. This change caused a door to appear out of thin air on the wall, followed by an extremely vast and hidden space that suddenly appeared.

Avada opened the door and walked into an extremely vast and bright room. And even though this room is already so vast, countless messy things still fill almost every corner of this space. Flames burning in the water, books that turn pages automatically, and a handmade golden snitch that seems to be half-finished...

Countless complex and unfamiliar magic structures filled Avada's magic senses, giving him a headache and he couldn't help but lament that he had forgotten another value of the Room of Requirement——

During the thousands of years of Hogwarts, countless students have hidden their favorite works or contraband obtained from unknown places into this room, causing a mountain of magical items here!

Moreover, most of their principles are not complicated, at least much simpler and clearer than the Horcrux and this magical house itself. And this also means that Avada will have countless research and experimental materials. With the cooperation of magic senses, his progress will reach a speed that others cannot imagine.

"Get fat, get fat..."

He wiped the corners of his mouth subconsciously, almost enjoying himself as he savored the barely comprehensible magical structures around him, allowing countless inspirations to burst out in his mind.

At this moment, he just hated that his memory was mediocre and he couldn't remember all those structures and fleeting inspirations!