Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"Ken?"

Avada was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief - this situation was what he expected, and it also meant that he didn't have to spend so much effort on creating a negative character, and could face it with a normal and real side. This dangerous wizard.

So he stepped into Grindelwald's room as silently as possible, and took a look at the environment here - this room was much cleaner than the corridor outside, so clean that it could almost be called spotless. The furnishings inside are also very simple. There is nothing else except a table and a bed. However, there is a cubicle that is probably a toilet, but he can't see it now, and he doesn't intend to go there specifically. look.

There is a large window on the wall, and abundant sunlight can shine in from the outside. People can't help but want to put a pot of flowers on the windowsill, but unfortunately, the prisoners here seem to have no such right.

‘Well, he has to live here for more than fifty years anyway, and the environment cannot be too harsh. ’

While thinking this, he entered the house and stretched out his hand backwards out of habit...

"Just leave it open. It doesn't make any difference whether the door is opened or not here."

The old man's muttering voice continued: "There isn't even a mouse here anymore."

As he got closer, Avada finally saw the old man in front of him clearly - he looked skinny, with loose skin and wrinkles, but his hair and beard were taken care of quite carefully. I just don’t know how he usually shaves his beard and hair. Moreover, in the cold March, he only wore a coarse robe, but he still looked as normal, with no sign of suffering at all...

But even so, it was difficult for Avada to connect the dry old man in front of him with the powerful dark wizard who elegantly burned down Paris in his impression.

"Ah, Ken, you don't seem surprised that I know your identity."

Gellert Grindelwald looked at him carefully. The expression on his face seemed to be smiling, but it was covered by dry skin and loose wrinkles: "Although you and I have interacted before, but It’s a pity we couldn’t officially meet until today… we should have a lot to talk about.”

"Sorry, Mr. Grindelwald."

Avada's brows wrinkled slightly: "I don't remember very clearly - what do you mean by 'our previous interactions'?"

"ha."

Grindelwald let out a bellows-like laugh: "It's easy on your side, but you have brought me countless troubles here. You want to know the intersection between us? Then you might as well know it from you first. Things started to happen..."

"First of all, I mean your first Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Benjamin Baker, who entered Hogwarts to teach. And his main task at Hogwarts was to observe you."

"?!"

"But he overfulfilled the task that time. Your breaking of his Horcrux was not part of the plan... But at least the result was correct. The book should have been handed over to you at that time."

"Then...that's what you mean too?"

Avada asked dryly: "That book was given to me on your instruction?"

"if not?"

Grindelwald rolled his eyes: "Even though Benjamin Baker's level is very high, he is not high enough to send college textbooks out casually."

"And you should still remember another thing. Johnson Shafik hinted to Lucius Malfoy that you have a relationship with me... Guess who gave the instruction?"

"..."

Avada was fucked into silence.

He knew that Gellert Grindelwald was a reliable prophet, but he didn't expect it to be so reliable. He was able to achieve what he is today, and a small half of the credit must have been with this person before him. On the body of the Dark Lord whom I have never met before? !

You are so capable of predicting the unexpected, how did you get that ending in the first place?

"To...to help me solve the secret room matter?"

"certainly."

Grindelwald nodded matter-of-factly: "Without this step, the plan for the Horcrux would have been more thorough, covering basically all the situations he could imagine, including the fact that you have the ability to predict, and less... With this clue, it will be harder for you to detect the truth... Of course, he will eventually be discovered by you because he wants to kill you, but by then Hogwarts is already in shaky condition."

At that moment, Avada suddenly became afraid of the old man in front of her.

He has always been the one making plans behind the scenes, using the original content in his mind and the intelligence obtained with his magic senses to combine and analyze, to find the most suitable way to solve the current problem, and to trap the enemies in circles. Voldemort, the diary, Peter Pettigrew, and even a wise and great wizard like Albus Dumbledore were kept secret by him for quite some time...

Then, he knew today that all of his important and far-reaching actions were the result of being manipulated by someone behind the scenes.

Prophecy... is the power of prophecy so terrifying?

Obviously he has also entered the realm of time to observe destiny, and he also gained the ability to observe souls by paying some price there... Why didn't he know that prophecy has such power? Even the true prophecy made by Professor Trelawney only revealed the inevitable fate, rather than providing detailed details to design such an interlocking strategy!

If Grindelwald really had such a terrifying prophecy ability, why did he lose to Dumbledore in the first place? No, we should ask him why he chose that cruel and harmful path in the first place? !

'It shouldn't be...'

"...Uh, um, Mr. Grindelwald,"

Avada stared into Grindelwald's eyes with complicated emotions: "Is all this you know...really predicted by you? Is the power of prophecy so strong??"

"It wasn't originally."

After hearing this question, Grindelwald's expression became strange: "But thanks to you, I have it now."

"……I??"

Avada was stunned: "What does this have to do with me?"

"This is what I want to say, the intersection between us that you don't know."

Grindelwald suddenly walked past Avada and sat back on the bed. He looked out the window and made a standard gesture of recalling the past: "Even after so many years, when I mention this matter, I still feel... It feels incredible.”

"Actually, after I was imprisoned here for a short period of time, I already knew my ending - staying alone here for more than fifty years, and finally being killed by a bald man with no nose and a killing curse. . And I also know that the bald man will die in the end, being trapped by Albus’s plan, and will never get the Elder Wand I once used in his lifetime..."

"I have been silently waiting for this result to arrive."

Grindelwald's eyes turned back again, looking at Avada's face with a deep, complicated look, even a little fearful: "Until fourteen years ago."

"That one turned out to be shattered."

"Because of your arrival."