Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse

"You...why are you here?"

After a moment of silence, it was Harry who asked the question first, earning a wry smile from Avada.

What he was going to say next was not only for Harry, but also for Dumbledore. On the premise of being in contact with Voldemort, he secretly went to the forbidden book area to read books on dark magic, without even a receipt from Quirrell. He also mastered a bunch of control magic, so everyone had to suspect that he had the tendency to become a dark wizard. He must completely reassure Dumbledore, otherwise it will be more difficult to get his cooperation in the future.

And just as Avada was racking his brains to think of a way to deal with it, something surprising happened to him——

Dumbledore seemed to have cast a spell on himself, and then he spoke and made a sound.

It was a burst of rapid footsteps, which seemed to come from a very far away place, and it was also mixed with a cursing voice:

"Professor, you said, if someone is wandering around at night, come and report to you immediately. Someone is in the library, in the restricted area!"

"It's Filch! Can you still be invisible? If not, use my invisibility cloak!"

"……please."

Avada can become invisible, but he knows that the so-called "Filch" is just an illusion created by Dumbledore, and the purpose should be to force them into the room with the Mirror of Erised. Today, he had to explain some things to Dumbledore, both covertly and overtly, so he had to take a walk in front of the Mirror of Erised. If necessary, the Occlumency can be released to allow Dumbledore to judge the authenticity of his words.

He had to completely dispel Dumbledore's doubts about him, otherwise God knows what would happen in the future.

"Restricted Book Zone? Then they can't go far, and we will definitely catch them."

This time it was Snape's voice, and it was slowly approaching with the footsteps - Dumbledore was giving them strength.

"The sound is coming from that direction... Come this way, follow me."

Harry pulled Avada back step by step, trying not to make a sound. At the same time, he quickly looked around, looking for a room to hide in. His technique was quite skillful. Soon, he found a door on the left that was open a crack, so he signaled Avada with his eyes and then moved sideways in, being careful not to touch the door...

Listening to the footsteps outside the door fading away, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his invisibility cloak, and breathed in the fresh air. After a while, he turned to look at Avada again, with doubt in his eyes: "So, why are you here?"

Avada smiled - he had already figured out how to face Dumbledore.

"I'll wait for you here, Harry."

"What?! You, you knew I would come...did you give me this invisibility cloak?"

Harry's eyes were suddenly filled with surprise.

Dumbledore's mental energy seemed to twitch in surprise.

"...No. Did you just receive this invisibility cloak today? No wonder you chose to come to the forbidden book area tonight."

Harry's eyes became more confused.

"It's not easy for me to explain to you... This is the first time I've revealed this secret to anyone."

Avada deliberately lowered his voice: "I can occasionally see some illusions, and those illusions will show me something: the past, the future, or clues to something..."

"Just a few days ago, probably the day you almost fell off your broom, the vision told me that you would come to the Restricted Library on Christmas Eve to look for information about a man named Nico Flamel. "

"you know?!"

"I know, not only that, but I also want to prevent you from doing this. So if you look through the book I gave you as a Christmas gift, you will find that the detailed information of Nico Flamel is recorded in that book, That person is not mysterious, but very famous..."

"You want to stop me from coming to the forbidden book area? Why?"

Harry was surprised and confused: "Are you also afraid of Gryffindor deducting points? But aren't you from Hufflepuff?"

Avada:…

It looked like the kid had been staying with Hermione for a long time.

Also, if most of these words weren't meant for the old man behind you, how could I possibly use such words to deceive you?

"...It's not a matter of scores. I see you will be troubled by a mirror, as if you have lost your soul, and you will come here and sit here for several hours every day for the next few days... Well, that's the one .”

Harry looked in the direction of Avada's finger and discovered that on the wall facing him, there was something that didn't seem to belong to this room. It seemed that someone had put it temporarily because there was no place to put it. It rests here...

This is a very majestic mirror, reaching to the ceiling, with a gorgeous golden frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet. There is a line of words engraved on the top: Eris Stella Oheru Ayiteubi Kafulu Ayiteon Voorhees.

When Avada saw Harry walking towards the mirror, his face turned pale at first, and then he looked at it carefully, and then he kept getting closer, with his nose almost touching the mirror, and just looking at it...

"...Dad? Mom?"

Avada quietly looked at Harry's motionless back and Dumbledore's mental state, which was becoming calmer. After a while, she pulled Harry back from his obsession with a light cough.

"You saw your deceased family members in the mirror? No wonder you look so haunted."

He leaned over pretending to be curious: "Can I see what they look like? It's so enviable. I don't even know who my parents are or what they look like... eh?"

Avada looked at what was displayed in front of her in the mirror, and after a trace of undetectable relief flashed in her eyes, she pretended to frown.

"Can you see them?" Harry asked expectantly.

"No, what we see seems to be a little different..."

Avada stared into the mirror and murmured, "I saw I opened a bakery."

"ha?"

"I'm baking in front of customers... Oh my god, there are so many people outside the store, and the queue is tens of meters long. The breads I make are also very unique, and they are made into all kinds of magical shapes. The shapes of living things, such as ball evaders, cattails, and Xiu Xiu..."

"I was performing magic cooking with my wand, and the guests were all in awe...

"Wait, it seems those guests are all Muggles?"

Dumbledore's mental power suddenly fluctuated violently, and then Avada felt a familiar feeling invade her mind - the most superficial Legilimency, the kind that could only determine whether the truth was told.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Dumbledore still used Legilimency on him, although it was the result of his intentional guidance.

He deliberately let go of the Occlumency and openly showed his sincerity to Dumbledore - whatever he said next was the truth anyway.

"...I know the reason."

He stayed in front of the mirror for a while, then turned to Harry and said, "Look at the inscriptions on the top of the mirror."

Harry looked up and read the seemingly meaningless inscriptions with some difficulty: "Eris Stella Uhru..."

"Read it backwards."

Avada reminded.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and spelled out letter by letter from right to left: "What I show...is not...your...mirror image, but...your...inner...desire?" "

“This mirror reflects the desires of the human heart.”

Avada nodded affirmatively, and then met Harry's shocked gaze.

"You want to break the Wizarding Secrecy?!"

He even temporarily forgot about his parents in the mirror - he had been in the wizarding world for half a year, and he had generally understood how special the status of the "Law of Secrecy" was!