After traveling between various elevators for nearly five minutes, Dumbledore and Avada finally arrived at a luxuriously decorated room. A thin man in a black wizard robe was standing in the center of the room. As soon as he saw Dumbledore coming in, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Welcome, Professor Dumbledore! I am the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries. You can call me Crocker."
"Hello, Mr. Crocker."
Dumbledore responded lightly: "I'm sorry to disturb your work, but I did come here to confirm something important. In some of my investigations, I clearly found traces of the Department of Mysteries."
"He patted Avada on the back and motioned him to take two steps forward: "Do you know what the boy's name is?"
Crocker shook his head in confusion.
"His name is," Dumbledore paused, and then tried to drag out the long tone and read slowly: "Avada Kendavia. "
When Crocker heard the first three words, he shuddered all over and almost pulled out his wand. When he realized that things were not what he imagined, his expression became strange.
"Avada Kendavia? Is he an abandoned orphan? He actually has a talent for magic?"
"Merlin's beard, what a small probability! Or is it because of the name?"
"It seems that you really know it."
Dumbledore's expression was very calm, without any emotion: "Then explain it to me and this child who will have a troublesome future."
Crocker was stunned, and just wanted to ask something, then he showed a look of sudden realization, and then his expression became very exciting.
"The thing...the thing is this."
Crocker said awkwardly, not daring to look directly at Dumbledore and Avada: "The name comes from a study eleven years ago. "
"At that time, the activities of the You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters were becoming more rampant. As a member of the Ministry of Magic, we in the Department of Mysteries were also playing our role, striving to provide Aurors and Striker with more powerful equipment, and trying to crack the You-Know-Who's various tricks."
"And the team I was in charge of, after a long period of research, successfully cracked the You-Know-Who's 'Name Curse', which is the magic that once his name is called out, it will be known immediately."
"Oh?" Dumbledore asked in surprise, "You actually cracked that spell? Do you have a way to counter it?"
"Unfortunately, no."
Crocker's face became even more embarrassed: "That magic is very complicated and difficult to cast. After we cracked the spell, let alone countering it, we couldn't even make the slightest change."
"However, at the time we had an idea: Can we use the characteristics of this magic to detect the Unforgivable Curses and other dark magic? "
Avada's face shuddered - he probably guessed what was going on.
"According to the characteristics of this magic, the object of the spell must be a 'name'. So we found an abandoned baby who was born not long ago in the Muggle world, sent him to an orphanage for registration, and named him with the spell of the Killing Curse 'Avada Kedavra'."
"Next, we cast a 'name curse' on the child. In our conception, all those who release the Killing Curse will be locked in position by us at the moment of chanting the spell, so that they will have nowhere to hide!"
"Then did you succeed?"
Dumbledore's eyes twitched. He felt that the number of times he was speechless in the past ten years was not as many as today.
"As you can see, no." Crocker simply gave up and was not embarrassed. He just said in one breath: "The spell seems to have a special property and cannot be used as an ordinary name. And if we succeed, we will do the same for all dark magic spells. In the past ten years, we have already caught all the dark wizards in the UK!"
"Have you ever thought about how a person with such a name can live?"
"We didn't expect that a randomly chosen Muggle abandoned baby would have magical talent..." Crocker answered with a sad face: "Who in the Muggle world knows the meaning of this spell? He can live a normal life in the Muggle world!"
Dumbledore sighed helplessly. He knew in his heart that he couldn't blame the Department of Mysteries entirely. Who said fate was so mysterious...
"Then let's ask the opinions of the parties involved."
Dumbledore turned to look at Avada: "As you heard, your name is an extremely evil magical spell in the wizarding world. This may bring you countless troubles: being rejected by classmates, unable to find a job, and even being alienated by the entire wizarding society... There is no point in changing your name. A person's first name has a special magical meaning and cannot be separated. Only your real name will be shown on the Book of Admission."
"And the Department of Mysteries in front of you is the one that caused all this, but this was not their intention. If they succeeded, they would have made an enormous contribution to the entire wizarding world." "
You can decide whether to forgive them and have the right to claim compensation."
"..."
Avada felt extremely annoyed at this moment.
He just traveled through time casually, why did such a weird thing happen to him? He had read a lot of Harry Potter fan fiction in his previous life, but he had never seen such an outrageous plot!
"Okay." He replied weakly: "I can probably understand that this matter cannot be blamed entirely on them. I can forgive them... As for compensation, I don't know much about the magic world, and I don't know how to decide. How about you give me some advice, professor?"
"Thank you for your tolerance, child."
Crocker breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I have a compensation plan here, you can refer to it."
"First of all, it is a direct compensation of 3,000 Galleons, and reimbursement of all necessary expenses during your schooling at Hogwarts, including textbooks, robes, wands, crucibles and other necessities.
"And, when you graduate, as long as you are unemployed, you will receive a subsidy of 20 Galleons per month. At the same time, if the Ministry of Magic has a need for personnel, you will have the right to priority assessment and priority admission. And if you plan to open a store yourself, the Ministry of Magic can provide 5,000 Galleons, an interest-free loan for a period of five years. What do you think? "
Avada looked at Dumbledore for help - he had no idea about the purchasing power of Galleons.
Dumbledore nodded and said, "It's a very reasonable proposal, you can accept it."
"Okay, professor."
Avada nodded in agreement, but he still felt it was outrageous: the first thing he did after entering the wizarding world was to get a generous compensation...
He doesn't even have a wand yet!
"Then it's settled." Crocker clapped his hands, looking relieved: "I will submit this plan to the Finance Office, with the influence of the Department of Mysteries and the participation of Professor Dumbledore, it will be approved in about an hour. And Mr. Kendavia can go buy a wand, and then come back to sign the magic contract. "
"Then let's say goodbye for now, Mr. Crocker, thank you for your trouble. "
Dumbledore nodded to Crocker, then called Fawkes and took Avada out of the Ministry. With a flash of fire, Avada found himself on a busy street, surrounded by pedestrians in robes of various colors, looking at him and Dumbledore in surprise.
"Next, it's time to choose a wand for you."
After waving to the pedestrians around him, Dumbledore turned around and smiled at Avada, which made Avada's heart surge.
Although he can use a lot of self-developed magic without a wand now, who can refuse a wand of his own?
Under the leadership of Dumbledore, he finally walked to the door of a small and shabby shop, and suppressed his excitement and looked at the golden sign on the door with some paint peeling off:
[Olivander: Making fine wands since 382 BC.]
(End of this chapter)