Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"very good."

Looking up and looking around at the faces that were either suppressing ecstasy or looking forward to with a little fear, Grindelwald nodded gently: "Since everything that should come has come, let's get started - —Don’t forget to remind your master later that he owes me a favor.”

"Igor, let's begin."

"yes."

Karkaroff nodded respectfully to Grindelwald, then took out his wand and pointed at the altar of the resurrection ceremony - there was a huge and exquisite crucible, which was filled with a dark purple magic weapon. Medicine, the liquid surface reflects a strange luster under the sunlight. The walls of the crucible are also engraved with magical runes using various precious materials. They are glowing slightly at the moment, reacting magically with the potions in the pot, stirring them to flow slowly, and flowing from time to time. There were some ripples on the liquid surface.

There was an unlit brazier placed at the bottom of the crucible, and Karkaroff's wand was pointed there.

So, as a complex mantra was recited by Karkaroff in a low voice, the light blue magic flame began to ignite in the brazier. When the first ray of flame touched the bottom of the crucible, the potion inside suddenly changed from purple to crimson and began to boil violently. A large amount of steam filled the air, making it almost impossible for the surrounding Death Eaters to see the faces of Karkaroff and Grindelwald...

"That's enough, Lord Grindelwald!"

They heard Karkaroff shouting this, which made their hearts tremble, and saw Grindelwald take out a small bottle-shaped thing from his arms and walk forward, tap the mouth of the bottle lightly with his wand, and slowly Slowly pour the contents of the bottle down...

At this time, there was almost no sound of breathing in the group of Death Eaters - they all knew what was in that inconspicuous little bottle. Dumbledore had publicly displayed it to the whole society three years ago. It - the soul of Voldemort that he had sealed in one fell swoop.

And now, with Dumbledore falling into a trap and finally being defeated by Grindelwald, their poor master, who had been a lonely ghost for eleven years and imprisoned in a small bottle for three full years, finally finally They have to regain their former strength and see the light of day again, and together with Grindelwald, they will lead them to regain the glory of pure blood...

So, with everyone's eyes focused, streaks of gray mist poured down from the bottle in Grindelwald's hand, and slowly fell into the boiling potion in the crucible. Even through the thick steam, they could clearly see that when the first ray of mist came into contact with the liquid surface of the potion, a violent brilliance suddenly bloomed from there, making everyone stare intently. The Death Eaters were caught off guard and flashed their eyes.

The next moment, a whole pot of potion began to evaporate at an incredible speed, and a pillar of thick steam instantly rose into the sky, and quickly dispersed and diffused in the high air, eventually including all the Death Eaters. A large area of ​​​​the country is enveloped in this red steam...

"Wait a minute, this kind of reaction...is what a resurrection ceremony should have?"

Many Death Eaters choked and coughed due to the steam, and frowned strangely - logically speaking, these potions should be used to reshape the master's body. Why did they evaporate all over the sky like now? All?

If those steams were not toxic or had negative effects such as hypnosis and paralysis, they would all wonder if Grindelwald and Karkaroff had colluded to act together and planned to kill them all here...

"Wait, this steam..."

Suddenly, several Death Eaters with uncertain expressions who were quietly taking out their wands to analyze the components of the steam suddenly changed their expressions and began to yell: "No! Run! These steams are..."

boom! !

Grindelwald, who was in the center of the altar, suddenly pulled out the Elder Wand again and struck the huge crucible with slowly floating luster - the next moment, the complex runes on it began to emit an extremely dazzling luster. , after those lusters hit the potion vapor filled in the air, a new and unknown reaction began to form. The Death Eaters didn't know what this meant, but they could vaguely feel that the change in the composition of the steam at this time was definitely not a good thing...

"Grindelwald! Karkaroff! What are you doing..."

A Death Eater was about to sternly question Grindelwald in front of him, but he was surprised to find that he had lost the ability to speak just halfway through his words - because those who were harmless just a moment ago made them completely useless. The potion steam filled the air with a defensive look, but as soon as it was illuminated by those rays of light, the composition of the potion steam changed!

'Oops! This is a trap! ’

The Death Eaters who had been deprived of the ability to speak roared in their hearts. While holding the wand tightly in their hands, they quickly retreated, trying to escape the scope of the steam - and then they desperately discovered that not only had they just The Apparition Restriction that had been closed by Karkaroff had quietly reopened at some point, and an extremely strong barrier had appeared around them, trapping them here!

If they could still recite spells, they might be able to gather fire together to shake the barrier a little bit, but at this moment everyone has lost the ability to speak, and it is impossible to cast spells without a wand, which greatly weakens the power. Any possible damage to that barrier!

"Then I declare—"

An old voice that revealed great joy suddenly reached their ears, causing them to turn their heads and look at the source of the sound - Gellert Grindelwald and Karkaroff had retreated outside the barrier at some point. Even the huge shield that once enveloped Durmstrang Castle has disappeared. Grindelwald was laughing loudly and shouting in the direction of the castle:

"The real third event of the Triwizard Tournament officially begins now!"

And as these words fell, an extremely terrifying thing broke into the hearts of the Death Eaters through their eyes, almost destroying their already fragile sanity on the spot——

Gellert Grindelwald's old face suddenly melted slowly like a wax statue, and then reassembled into another appearance, with a long white beard still sprouting from his chin...

He transformed into Albus Dumbledore in front of everyone.

Beside him, Dumbledore, who had been "knocked to the ground", jumped up neatly, grinned and waved to the people in the castle and cage, and then his face and limbs began to look like before. "Grindelwald" also changed, gradually revealing his original face...

It's Alastor Moody.