Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

After watching the door behind her disappear gradually, but her body didn't feel any strange at all, Avada breathed a sigh of relief - they really forgot to shield the disappearing cabinet.

But this can't be entirely blamed on them. After all, there is really no need to take precautions against a technology like the vanishing cabinet, which is primitive, unpopular, extremely costly and difficult to produce, and even extremely difficult to deploy - and he can feel that everyone in this hall Every corner is filled with detection and protection magic. If someone from outside sneaks in with a small disappearing cabinet and tries to deploy it, they will definitely be noticed immediately.

To be honest, this place is almost the most tightly guarded place he has ever seen. It is almost as good as Gringotts' high-end vault, and even stronger in some aspects... The manpower, material resources, resources and time it consumes are naturally also a The numbers are quite terrifying. It’s really hard to imagine where these guys come from.

"Follow me...this is the door."

While thinking, Avada had already followed Baker to a door, watching him make a few gestures and let the door slowly open automatically, revealing a long corridor with no end, and A figure behind the door...

"Taft?"

When the door just opened a crack, Baker was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion after fully seeing the face behind the door: "Why are you on duty? Aren't you quite..."

"I am already the most leisurely person."

The wrinkled old man named Tuft gave a wry smile: "Belby is like crazy now. He led those guys to stay in the laboratory all day long and work overtime to do research, which made it impossible for me to do anything. There is no way to proceed normally, and the principal also supports him...so he is idle and has no choice but to stand guard."

"I don't blame him."

Baker sighed: "Anyone who knows that the results he has painstakingly developed to benefit society are actually doing evil things will probably not do any better than him... He will probably regret it to death now." The formula for the wolfsbane potion has been released."

"Probably hates Greyback and the guys behind him."

Tuft muttered in agreement, and then turned his gaze to Avada behind Baker: "By the way, aren't you on a field trip? Who is this? The new professor?"

"No...I encountered an accident. I have to take him to see Mr. Shafiq."

"Ah, if you want to talk to Mr. Shafiq, he just chatted with me for a while and provided some Aziz..."

"cough!"

Tuft suddenly glanced at Avada quickly, and then immediately changed into a business-like official tone: "He should be reading files in Library No. 3 now. Just go and find him there."

"I know, thank you."

Baker nodded slightly to him, then stopped talking and walked quickly deeper into the corridor. Avada also followed with full of doubts - the amount of information revealed in their conversation just now a bit big.

And if he remembers the history of magic correctly... the surname "Taft" seems to come from two consecutive ministers of magic who had a mother-son relationship more than thirty years ago?

The Tufte just now is probably fifty or sixty years old based on his appearance. If you calculate the time...it seems to be about right?

That man is most likely the former Minister of Magic, Ignatius Tufte? !

'Director of the Dark Arts Defense Alliance, top potion master, head of the Shafiq family, space master, and now here comes the former Minister of Magic...'

‘Sir Merlin, what the hell is this place? ’

Avada suddenly knew what kind of despair those dark wizards in the Black Book must have experienced before they died.

After taking a deep breath as silently as possible, he temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart and followed Baker's steps with bated breath - there would be another level waiting for him later.

After walking in the corridor for a few minutes, Baker stopped in front of a wooden door, knocked lightly, and then took a step back.

After a few seconds, the door was slowly pushed open from the inside, allowing people to see clearly the scene behind the door - it was a not too spacious room, about the same size as a Hufflepuff. It looks like a common room, with many rows of shelves neatly arranged inside, filled with various books or folders, a bit like a library or archives.

Standing in front of the door at this moment was a tall and straight middle-aged man with a slightly tired look - the same man whom Awada had met a few years ago, Johnson, the head of the Shafiq family and Baron's father. ·Shafiq.

"..."

Avada's mood is a little complicated now.

"Benjamin?"

When Mr. Shafiq saw Baker and Awada standing outside the door, he also showed some doubts: "Why are you back at this time? And this is..."

"Don't you know him, Mr. Shafiq? He claims to know you. It is said that he also knows your son."

Baker narrowed his eyes and quietly covered his left hand with his sleeve: "And he also knows about my Horcrux - otherwise I wouldn't have believed him so rashly and brought him to find you. "

"That's normal, Mr. Shafiq. After all, you didn't wear this face the last time I saw you."

At this moment, Avada had already adjusted her mentality, and smiled calmly in front of the alert Baker and Old Shafik: "My current name is Crewe Imprey... I am very happy to be able to See you again, Mr. Shafiq.”

"Very well, Mr. Imprey."

Old Shafiq stared into his eyes: "Then could you please tell me, what is the name of the person I know?"

"It's best not to pry, Mr. Shafiq."

Awada's face suddenly became serious, and then continued speaking without waiting for Shafiq and Baker's expressions to change:

"That name is a taboo, a taboo that even Dumbledore would avoid..."

A flash of surprise suddenly flashed in Old Shafiq's eyes.

He recalled how he looked at a certain moment three years ago, his brows furrowed and his voice very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something: "That name once caused a bloody storm in the wizarding world, and even Dumbledore today had to Strict concealment... Believe me, Mr Shafiq, you don't want to hear that name."

"No one wants to hear that name."

"..."

After hearing these familiar words, old Shafiq fell into a long silence.

And Baker also saw that he probably really remembered something, so he didn't bother him...

"Crew Impery...Crew...Impery..."

Old Shafiq muttered for a moment and then suddenly raised his head and looked at Awada with a look full of disbelief.

"It's you?!"