Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 128 The House of Requirement Returns

Actually, Avada Kedavra had an even faster plan for this—to simply take control of Malfoy and then use Legilimency to empty his mind of all his secrets; or to use the Imperius Curse to control Crabbe and Goyle, making them go to Malfoy to inquire about information…

However, he didn't intend to do that, since such a method was too extreme and outrageous, and if such abuse of vigilante justice became a habit, it would be easy for him to unconsciously fall into the direction of a dark wizard.

And to be honest, in his eyes, Draco Malfoy wasn't a strong suspect. He might know something from Lucius, but that would certainly be extremely limited, perhaps even less reliable than the information Avada had on its own.

Lucius Malfoy, though a complete villain, genuinely loves his family. He would absolutely not allow his son to come into contact with something as dangerous as a Horcrux...

Thank you.

Harry took the note and thanked them sincerely: "We will do our best."

"Okay, keep it up."

Avada nodded—it would take three or four days from when they wrote the letter to when they received the materials, and the preparation of the compound decoction itself would take a lot of time, so by the time they started implementing the plan, the Christmas holidays would be almost over, and who knows how many changes might occur during that time…

Therefore, Harry's actions should be considered a secondary move; it would be best if they yielded results, but it wouldn't matter if they didn't find out anything. In any case, the main force handling this matter is Dumbledore, who is secretly plotting something, and him, who is currently cracking the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.

I wonder what Dumbledore is doing right now?

Dumbledore has blocked all information about himself. The last time Avada tried to write to Dumbledore, the owl only shook its head blankly, and none of the newspapers published a single report about his whereabouts. Knowing Dumbledore as he does, Avada is certain he's secretly preparing something big—he's not the type to swallow a bitter pill.

"Oh, right."

Avada suddenly clapped his hands, as if remembering something: "I can also recommend a great place to brew potions, absolutely safe and secluded. I remember that compound potions are controlled substances, and they take a long time to prepare. You certainly don't intend to make that kind of thing in public, right?"

"Where?" The three of them couldn't help but show their curiosity.

They had actually planned to secretly make potions in the abandoned women's restroom on the third floor. But the fact that Ken, who was always mysterious and trustworthy, would specifically ask them to recommend a location made things even more exciting.

"Come with me."

Avada rubbed his ears vigorously to perk himself up a bit, then led them to the eighth floor—it wasn't that he was recommending the Room of Requirement to others again, but he didn't want three loudmouthed guys bubbling away potions while he was concentrating on cracking the secret room's entrance.

Moreover, since he learned the Seamless Stretch Spell and developed the Instantaneous Distance Spell, that room is no longer of much use to him.

"...This is it. Remember this location. It's on the wall opposite the tapestry of the giant club that beats up Barnabas the Fool."

After climbing up to the eighth floor, slightly out of breath, he pointed to the blank wall and said to Harry, "One of you come out and walk back and forth in front of this wall three times while silently repeating in your mind, 'I need a suitable room to make potions.'"

"Can I recite it silently in my mind?"

Hermione was the first to realize something: "Could it be that if we silently recite something else in our minds, we can open other rooms...?"

"Wow!"

Before she could finish her question, Harry and Ron exclaimed in surprise—they had opened a spacious room filled with all sorts of utensils and storage cabinets, and they were experiencing the real feel of each object, excitedly touching this and that…”

"You'll have to discover the wonders of this house yourselves."

Avada rubbed his forehead and smiled at her: "I need to go back and rest, otherwise I suspect I'll faint here..."

"Oh, sorry..."

"I'm leaving now. Have a good trip..."

He ignored Harry and the others who were exploring the Room of Requirement and walked down the stairs alone, holding onto the railing.

"A locked room..."

"The basilisk attack means the diary has awakened, and it's now in the school, in the hands of some student… It can't be a professor; none of the professors have any extra soul fragments or signs of mental impairment, including Lockhart. That means Lucius still chose to secretly send the diary into the school through a student… What role will he play in this incident?"

"Is it that, like in the original books, Voldemort's power is already gone and he simply wants to frame Dumbledore, or is he going to cooperate with the diary altogether?"

Did the Diary play a role in the coma orchestrated by the Board of Governors? Was it a spontaneous action by the Board to oust Dumbledore, or did they conspire with the Diary? If it's the latter, that's troublesome; it means the Diary will gain the support of all the die-hard pure-bloods…

"Furthermore, who altered Myrtle's memories and changed the password to the secret room on the first day of school? Could it be the diary? But how did they know someone would find the exact location of the secret room so quickly?"

"But if it's not a diary, then who could it be? Who could it be?"

While his thoughts were in disarray, he constantly used his magical senses to be vigilant about his surroundings, lest the basilisk suddenly seize an opportunity to attack him—he was also a Muggle, within the basilisk's attack range. However, whether it was luck or misfortune, he hadn't observed any trace of the basilisk even once in the past two weeks.

—It's strange, even Harry's Parseltongue has occasionally heard the Basilisk's voice, so why can't he find a trace of it at all? Are Basilisks also afraid of the Killing Curse?

As he dragged his feet, it took him almost five minutes to get back to the Hufflepuff common room. He walked straight through the noisy crowd gathered around the notice board and returned to his dormitory, then pulled back the covers and collapsed onto the floor...

"Wait a minute, what were those people doing around the notice board?"

This was his last thought before he completely lost consciousness, but unfortunately he could no longer stand up to satisfy his curiosity—the moment he felt the pillow on his scalp, only silence and darkness remained in his mind.

"..."

"Ken? Ken?"

In a daze, Avada felt someone shaking his shoulder. He struggled to open his eyes, and the face of his roommate Summers came into view...

"What's wrong?" he asked vaguely, feeling like he could fall asleep again as soon as he closed his eyes.

"It's a rally, do you even look at the notice board?"

Summers said hurriedly, "Snape said he has discovered the root cause of the petrification incident and will convene the entire school tonight to announce the reason. He has invited most of the Board of Governors, and even the Minister of Magic is here!"

"……ah?!"

(End of this chapter)