Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 350 Dumbledore's Plan

dong dong dong.

As the light outside the window gradually dimmed, a knock on the door interrupted Avada's thoughts.

"Mr. Ken, may I come in and talk to you?"

Dumbledore's voice rang out from outside the door in a gruff tone—it was Moody.

"They're here."

Avada, understanding dawning on him, stood up and walked to the door, opening it for Alastor Moody, who still retained Dumbledore's appearance: "Professor, are you finished talking?"

"We've finished talking."

Moody nodded, letting the crescent-shaped glasses that were exactly the same as Dumbledore's spectacles slide down a little, forcing him to awkwardly push them up: "Albus just left, and I have to go to the upcoming Christmas Ball. For quite some time now—at least until the third event of the Triwizard Tournament begins—I'll be staying here as Dumbledore..."

"That long?"

Avada was surprised – it was just about getting some information from Grindelwald, why did it take half a year?

Could it be that Nobiridge University recruited Dumbledore?

"It did take a while—but the results will be well worth it."

Moody nodded, then reached into his pocket: "Oh, right, he asked me to give this to you before he left."

As he spoke, Moody pulled his hand out of his pocket, opened his palm, revealing three beautiful crimson feathers, and presented them to Avada.

"Another phoenix feather?"

Looking at the phoenix feathers that had clearly been magically modified by Dumbledore, Avada wondered to himself if Fawkes's feathers had been plucked too much lately, while carefully taking the feathers and waiting for Moody to explain their purpose.

"Just like the ones you used before, these feathers are still specially made door keys, enough to maintain smooth spatial teleportation within Durmstrang's blockade. You know how to use them, so I don't need to teach you."

After seeing him take the feather, Moody said, "Unlike last time, this feather contains a message left by Dumbledore. Just tap the base of the feather with your wand to start playing it..."

"A message left by Dumbledore?"

Avada wondered, "Why didn't he just tell me directly, or ask you to relay the message? Why go through the trouble of engraving that information into the key?"

"Hehe, you'll see after you watch it."

Whether it was Avada's imagination or not, he was surprised to see Moody wearing Dumbledore's face with a cunning grin—Dumbledore had made this expression before, but Moody's unique charm always gave Avada an inexplicable sense of unease when it appeared on this face.

"One reason is that it contains a lot of information. It not only explains the plans of those die-hard pure-blood faction members and what will happen next, but also includes some other very important things..."

He pointed to the feathers: "One of these three feathers is for you, and the other two need to be given to the other two warriors, along with instructions on how to use them. These feathers are all the same, so there's no need to distinguish them... Alright, you can learn about the rest on your own. If there's nothing else, I have to go to the Christmas ball."

Moody stroked his beard and tried to flash Dumbledore's signature benevolent smile. "Well then, I'll be going now, Mr. Ken?"

"Alright, Professor—goodbye."

……

As Moody's figure disappeared through the doorway and reappeared outside the window within his sight, walking briskly into the now brightly lit Durmstrang Castle, Avada frowned slightly, then turned to look at the phoenix feather in his hand.

"The magical structure above is indeed as Moody described. Besides the door key, it also contains a piece of information, and the location the door key points to..."

He placed the three feathers on the table, then sat down, took out his wand, and began to examine them carefully. After more than an hour, he finally looked up, stretched his neck, and let out a long sigh of relief: "The target location is still within Durmstrang campus... There's nothing suspicious going on, so it's basically safe."

Unfortunately, the combination of Moody, Compound Soup, and Portkey left a very deep scar on Avada—in the original story, such a combination directly led to Voldemort's resurrection and Cedric's death!

Although previous mental observations revealed no malice from Moody, whose words and actions were consistent with his true intentions, and the "Phoenix Portal Key" itself was enough to become Dumbledore's trademark... the risks still needed to be guarded against. After all, whether it was Moody in the original books, the Goblet of Fire, or Ludo Bagman now, it had all been proven that Dumbledore could be fooled by Polyjuice Potion and some trickery involving important items...

"Now that we've confirmed there are no problems... we can take a look at the information inside."

After standing up and walking around a couple of times to ease the soreness and numbness in his lower back, Avada sat down again, casually picking up a feather and tapping its base with his wand: 'I wonder what kind of information would warrant Dumbledore going to such lengths to leave it behind, even going so far as to send me away specifically when talking to Moody… Hmm?'

The moment Avada sensed the information contained in the feather, his expression changed.

Next, as he gradually came to understand that information, his expression became increasingly complex...

"hiss……"

"Well……"

"Oh, this..."

Finally, he put down the feather in a daze, pondered for a long time, and then gradually revealed a sly smile similar to Moody's: "Dumbledore has... made quite a big move this time."

"No, a plan this insidious, and the infiltration capabilities that support it... that's Grindelwald's style..."

"Old ginger is spicier."

He leaned back in his chair, adjusted his posture, then collected the feathers and continued his research on breaking through Durmstrang's shield...

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the corridor, so he immediately stopped what he was doing, quickly cast a Disillusionment Spell on himself, and hid in a corner.

crunch--

With the sound of a door hinge turning, the previously dimly lit room suddenly brightened. A figure who looked exactly like Avada, dressed in a formal suit, entered the room with a somewhat weary expression. After turning to say something to the person behind him, he closed the door and then looked around with a puzzled expression…

"I'm here."

Avada whispered something before revealing himself, startling the person impersonating him, who then relaxed with a smile.

"You're back, Mr. Ken. I must say, you're quite popular..."

As he spoke, he took out a folded parchment and a very familiar phoenix feather from his pocket, then handed over the parchment while clutching the feather tightly in his hand: "Mundungus Fletcher, it's been a pleasure to assist you. I've recorded everything that happened while you were away; you can take notes—mission accomplished, I should take my leave now."

Seeing that Avada had already accepted the parchment, Mundungus Fletcher immediately activated the key in his hand and disappeared before Avada's eyes in a flash of light, as if afraid of wasting even a second...

(End of this chapter)