Hogwarts: My name is the Unforgivable Curse...

Chapter 95 My secret room is so big!

In the end, Avada left the principal's office with the book in his hand and his head down.

'Alright, I guess I was suspected... but it was expected, so it's acceptable.'

"So, this year has been quite fruitful, no, it seems 'quite fruitful' is an understatement—we've dealt with Voldemort, obtained Nicolas Flamel's notes, gained the trust of Dumbledore and Harry, and even concealed our magical senses, only revealing our prophecies and mental perception..."

"I wonder how Dumbledore will actually launch that 'destroy Voldemort' campaign?"

"And that way, Lucius will definitely be even less likely to keep that Horcrux diary. Next year, Ginny will still bring it to school like in the original story, and we can just take it from him then."

"Oh, right, speaking of which, should we go check out the secret chamber beforehand? Although with my current strength, it would take me a long time to prepare before I can defeat the basilisk, I can at least record that petrification spell and see if I can develop an antidote ahead of time..."

"I've been so busy with Voldemort's stuff this past year that I haven't even checked in at the Secret Chamber after developing the 'Close to the Ends of the Earth' spell. Maybe the system will give me some kind of reward later..."

"So close yet so far."

After casting a blubber spell on himself, he vanished into the spatial interlayer—he was increasingly feeling the power of this magic: no matter how secluded the place, whether it was a secret chamber, Gringotts vault, or Azkaban… it was all defenseless against him.

However, it's unclear whether he'll be able to enter the place protected by the Crimson Loyalty Curse.

As he pondered this, he rode his broom to the abandoned women's restroom on the third floor, bypassing the ghostly spiritual energy of the weeping Myrtle, and began to look around...

"..."

"Um……"

"...So, what about the locked room?"

Avada paused for a moment, then uttered a question from the depths of his soul.

In his magical senses, this washroom was just an ordinary room, with no messy passageways connecting it to other places, and not even a trace of voice-controlled magic!

Even if the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang came, he would dare to walk four steps backwards inside and fall asleep!

"...Did I travel to the wrong world?"

Avada felt his worldview (literally) was being challenged like never before. So he cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and jumped out of the spatial interlayer, taking advantage of Myrtle's lack of attention to observe the layout inside.

Then, not long after, he found a snake icon next to a sink.

"What's going on?"

"Theoretically, this icon should contain voice-activated magic to open the secret room, but why does it just look like an ordinary symbol to me, with no magic inside at all?"

Do locked rooms actually exist?

"If it doesn't exist, would the basilisk and the Horcrux diary still have come? And if it does exist, why can't I sense it?"

"Damn, it feels like things haven't gotten any less complicated since we killed Voldemort?"

Avada sneaked away with a twitching eye, then returned to the Hufflepuff common room after dispelling the Disillusionment Charm, his eyes glazed and unfocused...

"Alright, I'm leaving school tomorrow anyway, I'll just have to see how things go next semester."

"Hmph... When I get back, I'll grab every Horcrux I can get my hands on!"

"Including the crystal ball I just made, Voldemort now has seven Horcruxes... the Resurrection Stone, the locket, the chalice, the diadem, the diary, the crystal ball, Potter..."

"The tiara and crystal ball are already under our control; the locket is still in Black's old house, and I'm not sure if we can get in; the diary will probably be delivered by itself next semester, or if not, we'll have Dumbledore ask Lucius for it... This summer, we must at least get our hands on the Resurrection Stone and the Cup!"

"Oh right, there's a powerful curse on the resurrection stone. Let's see if we can wear it off. If not, we can isolate it and store it in some kind of way..."

"In this way, I will have at least two Horcruxes for research, and if I'm lucky, three... My research into magic that eliminates soul fragments without destroying objects should be able to advance further."

"So, what exactly is the situation with the locked room?"

"..."

The next day, on the Hogwarts Express, Baron and Cedric were surprised to see that Avada's dark circles had become even more pronounced...

"Are you still excited?"

Baron asked in confusion—even though he had faced Voldemort head-on, he was able to sleep soundly last night.

"How could you let this go so easily? You sealed Voldemort away!"

Cedric, standing to the side, waved his arms and said exaggeratedly, "If I had done this, I would have been so excited that I couldn't sleep for a month, and then I would brag about it for the rest of my life! When my dad found out, he would definitely carry me to the Ministry of Magic to show off to his colleagues, and then loudly praise me to everyone he met, 'My son sealed Voldemort'..."

"This kind of thing only happens to Baron; Harry and I never have that chance."

Avada rolled his eyes and casually cracked a hellish joke that instantly cooled down the atmosphere in the entire carriage...

"...Um, that."

After a moment, perhaps sensing the awkward atmosphere, Cedric coughed, forcibly breaking the silence: "By the way, you guys will be third year next year, right? Have you decided what courses you want to choose?"

"I've already thought about that."

Baron snapped out of his reverie and nodded: "I plan to take courses in Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes, and Muggle Studies."

"Muggle research??"

Avada struggled to lift his head and asked in surprise, "Why did you choose that thing?"

"Of course, it's about understanding Muggles!" Baron was also puzzled, wondering why Avada seemed so surprised. "Muggles are the majority of the world today and have a significant impact on the development of magical society, so of course they're worth studying!"

"...Have you ever looked through any Muggle research textbooks?"

"I flipped through it, and it's actually quite interesting, otherwise I wouldn't have been interested..."

"My personal advice is to watch less of that stuff. I've read that book too, and its descriptions of Muggle society are just... well, how should I put it... it's beyond outrageous."

"Um??"

This time, Cedric was also puzzled: "How could that be? Could they really be wrong about something as simple as 'rubber ducks are a necessity for Muggles when taking a bath'?"

"Yes. That thing is just a dispensable toy, and it's only used when taking a bath. Quite a few Muggles prefer to take showers."

Avada watched as Cedric and Baron's expressions gradually stiffened, and sighed helplessly: "So, if you want to understand something, the best thing to do is to experience it yourself, or at the very least, to ask someone who is related to it, instead of 'assuming' what it is... But unfortunately, most wizards' understanding of Muggles is built up in the latter way."

"So unless you're planning to work in a Muggle liaison office, it's best not to choose this course... Just ask me anything, I can answer most of them..."

After saying that, Avada suddenly paused—wasn't he supposed to be the world's top Muggle research master?

Besides him, who else could perfectly predict the development of the Muggle world over the next thirty years?

One more chapter will be released later.

(End of this chapter)