Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

But when Avada returned to the familiar Hufflepuff common room and saw those familiar faces, he was not going to think about it.

Now he just wants to have a good sleep and wake up whenever he wants!

So he immediately put this idea into practice - after saying hello to Cedric, his three roommates and other friends, he went straight back to his dormitory, and then fell on the soft bed. Just lost consciousness.

And when he opened his eyes with satisfaction and went to the common room to get some breakfast to fill his stomach, he met the shocked looks of all the Hufflepuffs.

"It's already nine o'clock in the evening! You slept for fourteen hours at a stretch!"

Summers' tone was very exaggerated: "I went to see you in the dormitory several times and asked you if you wanted to go for lunch and dinner...but you fell asleep soundly and couldn't hear anything. Fourteen days passed like this. Hours!"

"ha?"

Avada was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then suddenly said: "Maybe it was because I was under too much pressure a while ago, and my spirit has been tense all the time, but now the pressure is suddenly gone, and my spirit is completely relaxed, so I slept a little longer... Don't worry , I’m fine.”

"Of course we know you're fine. After all, you were so busy a while ago. Also, I left a portion of dinner for you, but the problem is..."

"The issue is?"

"The problem is that if you wake up at this hour, you won't be able to sleep tonight. What about tomorrow's class?"

"..."

"Actually, it's not a big problem." The senior who sold intelligence enhancers to Avada a while ago overheard the conversation between several people and said cheerfully: "Just mix a sleeping potion... It's very simple, just use Just put narcissus root powder and mugwort together and heat them."

"I just couldn't sleep all night. You want me to drink the Living Hell Decoction?!" Avada was horrified.

"What are you thinking about? The real Living Hell Decoction is much more complicated than this. It requires at least a sixth-grade level to make it. What I'm talking about is just the base of the Living Hell Decoction. It can be regarded as the simplest sleeping pill..."

In the end, at the suggestion of the senior, Avada mixed a simple living hell potion and drank it before going to bed. She also asked her roommates to wake her up on time. If she couldn't wake up, they would give her a booster potion. .

…

After being scolded by Snape not to take excessive doses of uplifting potions, Avada finally ended the day's lessons. So after eating a few bites of food in the auditorium, he immediately came to the third floor. Resisting the urge to cast the Disillusionment Curse, he walked to the door of the familiar Defense Against the Dark Arts office and found that Baron had already been here. Wait for him.

The two said nothing, looked at each other, nodded, and then knocked on the office door.

"coming?"

The door opened on its own with a click, revealing Professor Baker who was looking at the two of them with a smile. He seemed to know who was outside without opening the door.

"Come in quickly, your reward is ready..."

After Avada and Baron entered the office, he waved his hand and closed the door again. Then he walked to the desk, took out a large bag from the desk cabinet and opened it.

"First of all, the monetary reward of five hundred galleons per person. I know you are not short of money, but five hundred galleons is not a small amount after all. It is almost all the cash I carry with me. And you can spend it yourself. The money to buy materials has been accounted for, and it’s all in the bag..."

"Don't refuse, unless you think my life is not worth even a thousand galleons."

As he spoke, he took out two money bags from the big bag, and then took out two identical booklets and placed them in front of the two people together with the money bags.

"Then this..."

Professor Baker showed a mysterious smile: "This is the highlight of today."

"What's this?"

the two asked curiously. The book is so small in total, how much valuable knowledge can be recorded in it?

"Remember the 'double casting' I mentioned?" Professor Baker smiled: "The content here is the 'double casting' learning method."

"You want to hand over your trump card to us?!"

Avada asked in shock. Of course he remembered this skill - Professor Baker had repeatedly warned them from the beginning that he must knock off his first wand at the beginning of the battle, otherwise he could use two wands at the same time. 'Double cast' battle, causing multiple times of pressure on them!

"I believe you will not leak it out indiscriminately, and its effect is not as exaggerated as you think."

Professor Baker explained: "The essence of dual casting is to do two things at once, but this will cause much greater energy consumption than usual, so it cannot be used as a general move, nor can it double your combat power out of thin air. Its function It’s more used to win by surprise when there’s a stalemate.”

"But even so, it is fatal to people who don't know this move - almost all the powerful enemies that put me in a difficult battle fell to this move, including Aethelred. Played at the time I deliberately concealed this move when I was remembering it.”

"Two more..." - Two more?

Professor Baker took out two more books: "These two books are the real knowledge of 'Confession' magic. When I asked you to arrange magic before, you all just followed my instructions, but did not understand the principles. . But since you have successfully deployed that magic, I think this knowledge should be of some use in your hands."

"However, the knowledge inside is too profound, and some parts are incomplete, so you'd better not expect to understand it before graduation."

"Finally, I prepared a gift for each of you."

Under the stunned gazes of the two people, Professor Baker took out a familiar black crystal ball from the bag: "This is for Mr. Shafiq."

"Professor," Baron stuttered and pointed at the crystal ball: "Is this..."

"That's right, it's the container that held my consciousness."

Professor Baker looked at Baron's frightened eyes and said with some humor: "I know what you are thinking, but you are thinking too much. This thing is just an ordinary prophecy ball now, and it will not suddenly change your consciousness one day. Breathe it in. Unless you accidentally split your consciousness like me and figured out how to use this thing by consulting a lot of secret information..."

"It only has two functions now: first, it is strong, very strong, enough to survive the burning of strong fire for ten seconds; second, it can make a 'prophecy' once a month to predict what you will do next. The danger of what you want to do next. When you use this function, one to seven stars will appear inside it. One represents the safest and seven represents the most dangerous. The specific method of use is as follows: Written into a pamphlet, here it is.”

"And when you become stronger, you can try to analyze it. Then you will find many magical and practical techniques that may benefit you greatly... As a thank you for saving my life, Mr. Shafiq, you Are you still satisfied?"

"Why do you want to add a prophecy function to your container?" Baron felt relieved after hearing Professor Baker's words, and then asked curiously.

"It's for disguise. When people find out that it has its own purpose, they usually don't think about whether there is a wizard's consciousness hidden in it." Professor Baker replied casually, and then a trace of emotion appeared on his face. A look of confusion and hesitation.

"Mr. Ken's gift...Mr. Ken, you are a Hufflepuff student, right? Then I think you should be qualified to accept it..."

As he spoke, he slowly took out the last item from the bag: it was a huge book as thick as a dictionary and as big as a magazine. At this moment, it was tightly locked by a pure black cover and buckle made of an unknown material. live.

"Mr. Ken, can you put a drop of blood on this book? I need to bind this book to you to ensure that only you can see the contents."

Avada was stunned, then he used a needle to prick his arm, squeezed out a drop of blood and wiped it on the cover of the book - he couldn't prick his fingertips, he thought it would hurt.

"alright."

Professor Baker pushed the huge book to Avada and stared into his eyes seriously: "The knowledge in this book may very well touch the bottom and most essential mysteries of this world. It is extremely profound and fascinating, but if Losing caution and awe in the process of exploration may also cause you to bear unknown costs..."

"I can probably sense that you have a big secret in your body - don't be surprised, I have had doubts since you concluded that my container is a black magic item, and the following events have more and more confirmed my guess... and I I also believe that your character is enough for you to control the above knowledge. So I decided to give it to you as a thank you for saving my life. Accept it, don’t refuse it, if you think it is too valuable, then use it. Knowledge, to do something consistent with what you value.”

"And in order to avoid possible risks, I also put a seal on this book so that you can only open it and start learning the contents after sixth grade."

"call……"

Watching Avada and Baron leave the office and close the door again, Professor Baker leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

"Super strong magic perception? Or...looking directly at the 'origin'?"