Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

After a flash of red light, Harry passed out quickly.

"Don't make any noise and don't move."

Avada shook her wand, then turned to look at Ron who was just startled, and said: "There may be some movement in the process later, such as a shrill scream out of thin air, or something. If you want to get into Harry's body or something like that... don't worry, that's all to be expected, and don't disturb the process of magic. If something happens that is beyond my control, I will take the initiative to remind you, I asked you to save Harry."

"Shall I save Harry?"

Ron was stunned: "What about you?"

"I?"

Avada glanced at a certain Horcrux beside her: "Of course I am responsible for preventing Voldemort from leaking - if there is any other risk, it can only be this. But to be honest, I don't think it is true. What kind of accident will happen... That would be looking down on myself."

"In about an hour, Harry will leave the Room of Requirement with you intact - no, he is no longer intact, he should be reborn... Okay, keep quiet from now on, I'm going to start. "

Avada's eyes gradually became serious, and she no longer looked at Ron, who was still a little nervous, and began to check the status of each Horcrux for the last time, as well as Harry's current soul...

'The gold cup, locket, diary, resurrection stone, crown... all Horcruxes are intact, and the soul fragments inside are in stable condition. ’

‘Voldemort’s main soul is still silent, showing no signs of awakening, and it is certain that he is not pretending. The magic left by Dumbledore is working well, and still has a carrying capacity three times higher than the calculation amount, without additional expansion or reinforcement...'

'The two souls and a guardian spell in Harry Potter's body are completely consistent with the previous simulation results and have not changed. The previous data can be used directly in the initial stage, and then I can control it in real time...'

'Finally, there is myself...'

Avada took a deep breath, and her palms were already sweating. To be honest, he was probably the most nervous person in the room right now.

After all, what he was going to do might be a groundbreaking first in the entire history of magic, and the target was a living person and his own friend. Even though he had calculated it countless times before and passed an almost completely realistic simulation test, he would still be uncontrollably nervous when things came to a head - a bit similar to the mentality of a medical student operating under the knife for the first time.

And there is no teacher next to him to take charge of the situation - even if Dumbledore comes, it will be useless. In the field of soul research, no one alive seems to be able to guide him, only he can guide others...

'……Fine. ’

He exhaled slowly and closed his eyes.

Noblic University controlled Crewe Imprey's mental power and returned it all to his true body.

My physical condition is normal and I can guarantee that I won't suddenly fall into coma or have a state of urgency that seriously affects my concentration within two hours.

Plant a "no sweating" curse on your skin to ensure it doesn't affect your vision or wand stability.

Then... he carefully took out a glass bottle only the size of his thumb from his pocket. There was a liquid that looked like gold and was still shining with beautiful fluorescence. He then raised his head and drank it in one gulp without hesitation.

This bottle of Elixir of Fortune was refined by Dumbledore himself. After hearing that Avada might be able to come up with a way to separate souls, he quietly started the long process of making the elixir in private, intending to add the final layer of insurance to Avada's plan. During this period, he He didn't tell anyone, but suddenly gave Avada a surprise when they were about to set off - but Avada could understand, after all, it was during the Triwizard Tournament, and one of the principals suddenly started refining. Things like the blessing elixir are somewhat arousing suspicion, and they can also attract attention out of thin air...

Both Dumbledore's explanation and Avada's personal observations show that this expensive potion will not really bring luck, but will greatly enhance the user's all-round abilities, producing The magical feeling of "everything goes as planned" - just right for Avada now.

And the moment he drank the elixir, he did feel an inexplicable force permeating his mind and limbs, seeming to push his whole body into a feeling he had never experienced before. In a whole new realm. At that moment, extreme arrogance and extreme calmness occupied his mind without any conflict, making him feel that he was almost omnipotent...

"This elixir of blessing can last for about three hours... without further ado, let's get started!"

Even the magic senses seemed to become a little clearer under the influence of the blessing potion, allowing Avada to easily grasp the details that originally required concentration to be discovered. In this state, he activated the magic instrument around him without hesitation, and then pointed the wand steadily at Harry, who was in the middle of the instrument. His whole body stopped in place like a sculpture, and he no longer even brushed the corners of his clothes. Move.

Like the previous instrument, the ring outside this machine also began to drive the Horcrux above to slowly rotate with Harry as the center. However, sitting in the middle, Harry, who was still in a coma, seemed to have some influence. None of them were affected, and they still slumped quietly on the chair, looking very peaceful.

But from Avada's perspective, small and wonderful disturbances had begun to appear in his soul.

The Horcruxes surrounding him seemed to have some kind of gravity, constantly pulling slightly on the part of Harry's soul that belonged to Voldemort, but had no effect on his soul itself or the protective spell. Every time the Horcruxes rotated one more time, the soul fragment in Harry's body would move further away from his soul, constantly trying to break away from the body and return to the place where it should belong...

As with his long-standing conception, the most fundamental principle of this instrument is still "confession."

After learning about the origin of the soul, and then almost fully understanding the structure of the Elder Wand's "simulated love", the once out-of-reach "simulated confession" is naturally no longer difficult for Avada. matter. Even in his understanding, confession is a component of "love", the only emotion that comes from the soul, so a simple simulated confession is even simpler than the simulated love of the Elder Wand, so simple that he can use it without much effort. It is easily implemented on one instrument - that is, the group of rings.

The function of those rings carrying Horcruxes is far more than just rotating the Horcruxes. Each of them can resonate with the soul fragments like the Elder Wand, and then forcefully simulate the state of "repentance". At the same time, he accurately pulled the soul belonging to Voldemort in Harry's body. And since that soul had been coexisting with Harry for fourteen years, he did not dare to use too violent methods at first, but chose to shake the soul bit by bit like he was doing now, until it was no longer there. Complete shedding with no other effects...

In other words, this instrument is equivalent to a simplified version of the Deathly Hallows.