Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

At the same time, the Sorting Hat's low murmur began to sound out of thin air in his mind.

"Um...fuck! That name!"

Avada's eyes twitched and she quickly whispered: No Azkaban, no Azkaban..."

"Won't you go to Azkaban?" the Sorting Hat asked in a small voice, "Have you made up your mind? You can become something great. You know that in the blink of an eye, Azkaban can help you reach glory. No doubt..."

"What the hell?!" Avada was shocked and angry.

"Haha, just kidding. Who makes you so nervous? Don't worry, I don't have the ability to sort people into Azkaban, and I won't do anything to you because of your name..."

The Sorting Hat laughed, and then began to analyze it seriously.

"It doesn't seem brave. It lacks courage and drive. It looks forward and backward. Gryffindor is not suitable..."

"I don't have much ambition, and I don't have much desire to control. Not even Slytherin..."

"My curiosity is very strong, my thirst for knowledge is very strong, and I also have my own set of logical thinking..."

"He is kind-hearted, hard-working and down-to-earth. He values ​​friendship and reputation. He seems to like cooking..."

"Which one should I choose? Which one should I choose..."

Avada's face trembled again, and she wanted to ask what happened.

The Sorting Hat hesitated for a full three minutes before shouting with difficulty: "Then...Hufflepuff!"

"fine."

Avada smiled slightly, which was pretty much what he expected.

So he stood up, walked to Hufflepuff's long table amidst cheers and applause, and chose a seat at the back, next to a handsome brown-haired young wizard.

"Cedric Diggory, second year, nice to meet you, Ken." The boy named Cedric smiled and extended his hand to Avada.

Avada returned the handshake and realized that this was the only Hufflepuff in the original book. He died tragically at the hands of Voldemort, was reincarnated as a vampire, and finally became Batman, Cedric Diggory.

But this time, with him here, he couldn't die.

"It's inconvenient to reveal it." Just as he was thinking, Cedric poked Avada and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with your name? Why can't even the professor pronounce your full name? "

"It's a pity." Avada smiled bitterly: "Professor Dumbledore told me not to reveal my name to others easily."

"Professor Dumbledore?!"

Cedric's reaction was exactly the same as Balon and Qiu: "Okay, then I will tell others later and ask them not to ask for your name. But don't worry, this will not affect your life in Hufflepuff, no one Will care about this."

"Thank you." Avada said gratefully.

While the two were talking, the sorting ceremony came to an end. After the last freshman was sorted into Ravenclaw, Dumbledore stood up, stretched out his arms to the students happily, and smiled extremely happily.

"Welcome everyone! Welcome to Hogwarts!"

"I know that everyone must be hungry and can't wait to have a big meal. But I'm sorry, but before the meal, I have something very important to announce. That is, I want to welcome this year's new professors to join us. Team.”

He looked back at someone on the teacher's seat, motioned him to get up with his eyes, and then continued:

"Professor Benjamin Baker will serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. He is a director of the International Alliance for the Defense of Dark Arts. In his early years, he adventured in Greece, Eastern Europe and Africa, and defeated countless dark wizards and dark creatures. , has extremely rich experience in dealing with black magic. I believe that under his guidance, your black magic defense level will be greatly improved."

At the teacher's bench, a handsome man who looked to be in his thirties or forties smiled and stood up amidst the applause and waved to the students. He is tall and thin, looks gentle and gentle, like a gentleman, and does not look like he has experienced hardship at all.

"Well, now I only have three words to say." Dumbledore raised his hand with a smile and looked at the students: "Let's eat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally empty dinner plate was instantly filled with all kinds of food, exuding a warm aroma. The styles of dishes are also so varied that even Avada, who has lived for two generations, cannot recognize them. British food, Italian food, French food, Turkish food, Russian food, and even a few standard-looking Chinese and Japanese food...

But think about it, with the pitiful number of British main dishes, it is indeed difficult to support a large banquet, which means that the dessert after the meal is not bad.

"Wow!"

Someone exclaimed loudly, but it was not because of the sudden appearance of delicious food - dozens of translucent, pearl-white ghosts suddenly appeared from the walls and under the tables, floating in the auditorium with different expressions.

"Yo, new student?"

A chubby monk passed by Avada and a group of Hufflepuff freshmen: "Welcome to Hufflepuff, and I wish you a happy study and life in the next seven years."

"Thank you. May I ask who you are..."

"This is the Fat Friar, the ghost of Hufflepuff College." A sturdy student who looked like a rugby player explained: "He was a clergyman during his lifetime. But later the senior priests suspected that his method of treating pox was only He poked the peasant with a stick and had a habit of conjuring rabbits from the chalice, so he was eventually executed."

"Ahem, there's no need to mention the past, Truman." The fat monk said dissatisfied.

Cedric also added: "Hufflepuff's history of magic is basically taught by him. After all, Professor Binns's class is really..."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of food he had never seen before and tasted it with a fork, and then exclaimed: "What is this? It tastes great and is very novel!"

Avada recognized the dish immediately and tasted a piece, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"It's the roast goose in Chinese food. It tastes quite authentic."

"It seems that the kitchen elf's menu has been expanded a lot." Cedric couldn't help but fork another piece into his mouth. After swallowing it, he smacked his lips with unsatisfied content: "The food at the opening banquet is usually the best of the year. Only when it is rich will there be various dishes that are not usually available. I don’t know when I can eat this kind of... uh, roast goose again? "

"If you are really greedy, you can try to have a good relationship with Qiu Chu, the Chinese girl who was assigned to Ravenclaw just now." Avada was working on a piece of chicken pie and suggested: "I'll talk to her on the train. I remember, her family used to be from Jiangnan, so she might be able to cook this dish."

After saying that, he suddenly froze for a moment.

In the original novel, Cedric and Cho seem to be lovers?

If what he just said really contributed to the relationship between Cedric and Qiu, was it a coincidence or the so-called fate? Like Trelawney's prophecy?

…

After everyone had filled their stomachs, the remaining food disappeared from the plates in an instant, and the plates, knives and forks became as clean as ever again. Dumbledore stood up again, and the restaurant fell silent again.

"I think now that everyone has eaten and drunk, I want to say a few more words to you. At the beginning of the semester, I want to put forward a few things to pay attention to."

"Attention first-year students, students are prohibited from entering the woods on campus. Some of our classmates from the old class should also remember this. Furthermore, the administrator, Mr. Filch, also asked me to remind everyone not to go in the corridors between classes. cast a magic."

"Also, the review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. Students who are interested in participating in the college team please contact Mrs. Huo Qi."

"Then finally..."

Avada keenly noticed that the professors' faces trembled.

"Before going to bed, let's sing the school song together!" Dumbledore waved his hand happily, and rows of glowing lyrics appeared out of thin air: "Everyone chooses his or her favorite tune, and get ready to sing!"

That night, Avada witnessed what it means to be surrounded by demons.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us~"

"Whether we are a bald old man or a child who injured his knee~"

"Our minds can accept some interesting things, because now our minds are empty and full of air, dead flies and trivial things~"

"Teach us some valuable knowledge and give us back what we have forgotten~"

"You just need to do your best and leave the rest to us. We will study hard until we turn into dirt..."

Wait, what little bastard used the tune of Ilvermorny's school song? !