Chapter 480 That Man Is Not as Important as You Think! (2 in 1 4000 Words)

"You think highly of me, Severus! It can only be said that I have some clues!" Dumbledore shook his head and said slowly.

According to his guess, Tom's Horcruxes totaled six.

Now the diary, crown, and ring have been destroyed, and he has found the exact location of the fourth one.

The only humanoid Horcrux Harry is left to deal with, and another Horcrux that has not been found.

Of course, this premise is that his guess is correct. Voldemort only created six Horcruxes.

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Snape frowned. He originally thought that Dumbledore had a complete plan before letting Pettigrew escape, but he did not expect such a result.

Snape was very dissatisfied and felt that Dumbledore was taking too many risks. Since he was not sure, he should let the Dark Lord continue to sink!

Dumbledore saw some of Snape's thoughts, he sighed and said slowly. "Severus, if you knew more, you would find that Voldemort's matter is not that important."

"He may be resurrected now, and then the wizarding world will be in turmoil. Are you telling me that this is not important?" Snape looked at Dumbledore questioningly. He wondered whether the centenarian in front of him had been tricked by the Dark Lord. The Horcrux hurt his head and made him dizzy.

"In a sense, yes!" Dumbledore looked at him and said with certainty.

Then, without waiting for Snape to retort, Dumbledore looked at his blackened right hand and continued to speak.

"You told me before that the suppressive effect of the potion on this kind of injury can last for about a year. What if the suppressive effect fails after a year? Will the accumulated corrosive power burst out immediately and kill me?"

Snape hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"That's not the case. The corrosive power will gradually erode your whole body, and then you will truly die!"

"But your body can't hold on for long. This erosion will last for more than half a year, and the process is very painful. You may feel that suicide is easier!" Snape warned.

"Is that so? That's really bad enough." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and murmured to himself. He felt that the total time of one and a half years was still a little short and might not be enough.

So he wasn't sure whether he should use other means to make more time.

[Darkness approaches and shadows cover the sky. The servants of the Dark Lord will escape. The magic world is about to undergo great changes.]

Dumbledore thought about Trelawney's prophecy in his mind, wondering whether it was worth it.

Snape said nothing, he was waiting for Dumbledore to come up with a reasonable plan.

However, after Dumbledore thought for a while, as if he remembered something, he looked at a letter on the table, suddenly became happy, and he spoke.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Before I could tell Hals about something, the reply from the Knights of Merlin has arrived. They readily agreed to the application for the Order of Merlin! Soon Hals will be the smallest first-class knight in history. Winner of the Order of Merlin"

Snape's face turned completely dark, and he threw away his sleeves angrily. He shouldn't have had any expectations.

At this time, in the wide corridor outside the principal's house, Harry and others were also discussing the contents of the escaped Peter Pettigrew and Trelawney's prophecy.

"According to the analysis of the content of the prophecy, Peter must have gone to find the mysterious man, and he may very well help the mysterious man return," Hermione said after analysis.

"That's just your guess. The prophecy didn't seem to mention this at all, right? And Professor Trelawney has always been crazy. Who knows if she was just talking nonsense?" Ron retorted with a hint of luck.

He felt that the resurrection of the mysterious man was impossible, and Professor Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic would never allow such a thing to happen.

Harry didn't think so. Trelawny successfully predicted Pettigrew's escape, so he was more inclined to believe that the prophecy was true, so he soon started arguing with Ron.

Ivan, who was thinking about things, was interrupted by their arguing words, so he couldn't help but remind him.

"It's useless for us to think about this now. Peter Pettigrew has already run away. Looking for him is a matter for the Ministry of Magic. We have no way to intervene. While you have this time, you might as well worry about the next exam!"

Ivan felt that it was pointless for Harry, Ron, and Hermione to worry about Voldemort's resurrection now. They were only in third grade and couldn't do anything. Not adding to the trouble would be the best help!

After Ivan's reminder, Harry and Ron remembered that exam week was coming in two days, and their expressions changed. When they returned to the lounge, they immediately picked up the book and opened it, looking like they were studying hard.

But Ivan still saw from their wandering eyes and the pages of the book that hadn't been turned for a long time that Harry and Ron were still worried about the safety of the wizarding world and had no intention of reviewing.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and the exam week that made countless little wizards nervous was finally here.

In the first Transfiguration exam, Professor McGonagall handed out many parchments and asked them to fill in the seven principles of Transfiguration, and by the way, the teapot on the table turned into a turtle.

This was naturally easy for Ivan, and the turtle he created won the praise of Professor McGonagall, because even she could not see the flaw.

"Hals, your progress is so fast. Maybe I won't be able to teach you this time next year," Professor McGonagall said with emotion.

"Professor, thank you for your praise. My level of transfiguration still needs a lot of improvement!" Ivan said very modestly.

In fact, he did think so.

After hearing the content of the prophecy from Harry's mouth, Ivan became more urgent. His current strength was far inferior to that of Voldemort. He needed to at least upgrade it to another level, raising his magic level to seven. Only in this way can we protect ourselves

Otherwise, you need to find a way to increase your magic power reserves and use blood magic as regular magic.

But it’s obviously not easy to do both of these things

Ivan walked out of the examination room with a headache.

Harry and Ron also had sad faces. Their minds were full of Peter's matters yesterday, and they didn't remember many of the contents at all. During the exam, they could only make vague guesses without knowing whether they were correct or not.

Even Hermione was struggling with her mistakes in the exam room because she felt like she had become like a turtle. She wondered if Professor McGonagall would mind this.

After lunch, everyone rushed to the Charms exam venue. The exam paper given by Professor Flitwick was also very simple. You only need to be able to skillfully cast the Happy Charm to pass!

It's just that this simplicity is compared to Ivan. For most young wizards, this is a very challenging spell.

There are always people who cannot control the intensity of the spell.

Due to too much nervousness, Harry's movements were a bit excessive. Ron, his partner, burst into bursts of hysterical laughter, which lasted for more than an hour and could not stop. Ron's face froze with laughter.

There were even young wizards who secretly discussed the exam with a fake smile in an attempt to pass the exam, but were easily caught by Professor Flitwick and received the lowest evaluation.

"Hermione, are you ready?" Ivan looked at the little witch who was partnering with him and asked.

Hermione pursed her lips and nodded.

Ivan chanted the spell softly, waved his wand, and a blue beam of light hit the little witch.

The next moment, Hermione felt as if all her troubles had been swept away. She looked at Ivan, and naturally recalled the scenes she had spent with Ivan. The corners of her mouth gradually raised, and finally she chuckled.

"It's this kind of smile that comes from the heart! It's great!" Professor Flitwick, who was watching, clapped his hands and said loudly.

The other little wizards waving their wands in the classroom also turned their heads to check what was going on over there.

"The real happiness spell is to trigger the memory of the person being cast, so that the other person will naturally feel happy. Hals did this very well." Professor Flitwick explained, and gave Ivan the highest honor on the spot. point!

Until the exam results came out, and after leaving the classroom, Hermione kept a smile on her lips and was in a very happy mood, no longer being as irritable and ignoring him as she was a few days ago.

Their relationship seemed to have suddenly returned to its past. When reviewing her homework in the evening, the little witch still asked him questions freely.

But Ivan knew very well that the effect of the Happy Spell would gradually get worse and would not last long, and would disappear after sleeping at night.

However, to Ivan's expectation, when they met in the auditorium the next morning, Hermione's attitude did not change much, as if the effect of the Happy Curse still remained on her body.

"It's strange, can my happiness spell last for so long?" Ivan was very confused and murmured to himself. Could it be that his magic level has improved unknowingly?

Hermione, who heard Ivan whispering next to her, glared at him.

"Ron, Ivan, Hermione, it seems we have to hurry up. The exam for Care of Magical Creatures is coming soon!" In the auditorium, an impatient Harry ate a few pastries and looked at the time again. , urged quickly.

"I know, I really hope he doesn't find a big spider to give us the test this time!" Ron complained after swallowing a small piece of steak, burping.

Ivan heard Ron's complaints and shook his head in amusement.

Without the incident of Buckbeak being tried in the original time and space, Hagrid still maintained his usual style in the recent lessons.

Not only did they bring them familiar centaurs, unicorns and other magical creatures, they even planned to let them sneak into the lake to make friends with the mermaids there. As a result, they almost had a misunderstanding and were kicked out by the mermaids with a fork. Fortunately, no one was hurt

So Ivan has always been worried that Hagrid will bring out his big three-headed dog Luwei for everyone to see during the exam.

Fortunately, Hagrid still had some brains, so when everyone arrived at the examination venue, they didn't see the scary three-headed dog, or the smelly troll, but a group of weird creatures in cages.

They look very strange, as if they are pieced together randomly from various creatures, both aquatic and terrestrial.

If Ivan hadn't known that Hagrid liked to cultivate various hybrid creatures, he would have almost thought that this was the product of some evil biological fusion experiment.

"What the hell is this? Did you dig it out of the mud somewhere?" Malfoy said with a sneer.

"No, no! These are the little cuties I have carefully cultivated. I believe you will fall in love with them!" Hagrid shook his head and retorted, his voice as loud as if there was a large amplifier stuck in his throat.

Harry and others took a look at the strange creatures in the cage and felt that they might never like such things.

It's a pity that Hagrid didn't care about everyone's complaints at all. He happily assigned a cage to everyone and said carelessly.

"Your exam topic today is to take care of these little cuties and analyze their habits and characteristics throughout the morning."

"Why should we help you raise a group of weird creatures? You're screwed, you idiot. I'm going to tell my dad about this!" Malfoy said with disgust. He didn't want to get close to weird creatures of unknown origin at all.

Ivan also rolled his eyes. He very much suspected that Hagrid was using the exam as an excuse to use them as coolies!

I don't know if it was revenge, but when Hagrid was distributing cages, he threw a smelly fish to Malfoy for study.

After a few hours, Malfoy was tortured to the point of going crazy.

After struggling like this all morning, tired Ivan, Harry and others returned to the Gryffindor lounge with complaints. To their surprise, Sirius was waiting for them there.

"Harry, Ivan" Sirius greeted Harry and others after seeing them, and then handed over a copy of the Daily Prophet, saying with anger and helplessness.

"You all come and read this newspaper!"

Ivan took it and took a look at it curiously, and Harry, Ron and Hermione also came forward.

The bright headlines read the news that Peter Pettigrew had been executed. The following contents were all praises for the Ministry of Magic's strict law enforcement.

"What? Peter Pettigrew is dead? Has the Ministry of Magic caught him again?" Ron said very happily.

"Absolutely impossible! In that case, Professor Dumbledore would have told us already!" Ivan shook his head, breaking his illusion.

"In addition, if you look at the time of Peter's execution, it was the day he escaped, and the news was reported after such a long time. It is probably false news. The Ministry of Magic probably wanted to cover up the news of Peter's escape so that everyone could Thought Peter was dead”

Ivan easily guessed the Ministry of Magic's routine.

In the past few months, negative news such as the dementor riots and the mistaken imprisonment of war heroes as Death Eaters have made Fudge very anxious. If the story of Pettigrew's escape was reported, Fudge would not have to be the Minister of Magic!

So concealing the news was Fudge's only choice!