You've looked up to me, Severus! Let's just say I have some clues! Dumbledore shook his head and said slowly.

According to his guess, there were six of Tom's Horcruxes...

Now the diary, the tiara, and the ring have been destroyed, and the fourth has been found where to hide.

The only thing left to deal with was Harry, the humanoid Horcrux, and another unfound Horcrux.

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

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Snape frowned, he had thought that Dumbledore had a complete plan to let Pettigrew escape, but he didn't expect such an outcome.

Snape was very dissatisfied, thinking that Dumbledore was too risky, and since he was not sure, he should let the Dark Lord continue to sink!

Dumbledore saw some of Snape's thoughts, and he sighed and said slowly. "Severus, if you know more, you'll find that Voldemort's affairs aren't really that important..."

"He may be resurrected now, and then the wizarding world will be bloody, and you tell me it doesn't matter?" Snape looked at Dumbledore questioningly, wondering if the centenarian in front of him had been injured in the head by the Dark Lord's Horcrux and was dazed.

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

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

"You told me before that the potion can suppress this injury for about a year. What if the effect of the suppression wears off after a year? Will the backlog of corrosive power burst out immediately and kill me? ”

Snape hesitated before speaking.

"That's not true, the corrosive force will gradually erode your whole body, and then you will really die!"

"But your body won't last 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 bad enough. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself, he felt that a year and a half in total was still a little shorter, and it might not be enough.

So he wasn't sure if he was going to use some other means to make more time available.

[Darkness is approaching... Shadows will cover the sky, and the Dark Lord's servants will be free... The wizarding world is about to usher in a big change...]

Dumbledore thought about Trelawney's prophecy in his head, wondering if it was worth it.

Snape didn't speak, he was waiting for Dumbledore to come up with a reasonable plan.

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

"Ahh I almost forgot that before I could tell Hals, the Knights of Merlin's reply had arrived, and they gladly agreed to the Merlin Medal application! It won't be long before Hals will be the youngest ever to receive the Order of Merlin, 1st class..."

Snape's face darkened completely, and he flicked his sleeves away angrily, he shouldn't have expected anything...

......

At this time, in the wide corridor outside the headmaster, Harry and the others were also discussing the prophecy of Peter Pettigrew and Trelawney, who had escaped.

"According to the analysis of the content of the prophecy, Peter must have gone to find the mystery man, and it is likely to help the mystery man return..."Hermione said analytically.

"That's just your guess, and the prophecy doesn't seem to mention that at all, right? And Professor Trelawney has always been insane, who knows if she's 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, and Trelawney had successfully predicted Pettigrew's escape, so he was more inclined to believe that the prophecy was true, so he quickly got into an argument with Ron.

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

"It's useless to think about it now, Peter Pettigrew has already run away, looking for him is a matter for the Ministry of Magic, and we can't intervene at all. If 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 dwell on Voldemort's resurrection now, and now that they were only in their third year, they couldn't do anything, and not adding to the chaos was the best help!

At Ivan's reminder, Harry and Ron remembered that exam week would be two days away, and their faces changed, and when they returned to the lounge, they immediately picked up the book and opened it, looking like they were reading hard.

However, Ivan could still see from their wandering eyes and the pages that had not 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 at all.

Two days passed in a flash, and the exam week that countless little wizards were nervous about finally arrived.

In addition to explaining some superficial Transfiguration principles, you also have to turn the teapot into a turtle...

This was a no-brainer for Ivan, and the turtle was appreciated by Professor McGonagall, who couldn't see the flaw.

"Hals, you're making so fast that I probably won't be able to teach you this time next year," Professor McGonagall said with emotion.

"Professor, you've won the prize, and my Transfiguration level still needs to be improved!" Ivan said modestly.

In fact, he really thinks so.

After hearing the prophecy from Harry's mouth, Ivan became urgent, his current strength is far worse than that of the Falling Ground Demon, and he needs to at least raise a notch and raise his magic level to level seven in order to protect himself...

Otherwise, find a way to increase your mana reserves and use bloodline magic as regular magic...

But it's obviously not easy to do both...

Ivan walked out of the exam room with a headache.

Harry and Ron also had a bitter face, their minds were full of Peter's things yesterday, and they didn't remember a lot of the content at all, and they could only guess when they took the exam, and they didn't know if it was right or not.

Even Hermione struggled with the mistakes in the exam room, as she felt like a turtle she had become, and she wondered if Professor McGonagall would mind that.

After lunch, everyone rushed to the exam venue for the Charms class, and the exam paper given by Professor Flitwick was very simple, as long as you were able to skillfully release the Happiness Charm, you could pass!

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

There are always people who can't control the intensity of the power of the spell.

Harry was a little too nervous, and Ron, who was with him, burst into a burst of hysterical laughter, which lasted for more than an hour, and Ron's face froze as he laughed...

There was even a young wizard who secretly discussed the exam and smirked in an attempt to fool himself around, but it was obvious that he was 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 whispered the incantation, waved his wand, and a blue beam of light struck the little witch.

The next moment, Hermione felt that her troubles seemed to be swept away, she looked at Ivan, and naturally recalled the scenes with Ivan, the corners of her mouth gradually raised, and finally chuckled...

"It's this smile from the heart! It's great! Professor Flitwick, who was watching, applauded and said loudly.

The other wand-wielding wizards in the professor also turned their heads to check the situation.

"The real happiness spell is to induce the memory of the person being cast, so that the other party will naturally feel happy, and Hals has done this very well..."Professor Flitwick explained, giving Ivan the highest score on the spot!

Until the results of the exam, after walking out of the classroom, Hermione kept a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her mood was also very happy, and she no longer ignored him as irritable as she did a few days ago.

Their relationship seemed to have returned to the way it had been, and the little witch was still at ease to ask him questions in the evening as she reviewed her homework.

It's just that Ivan knows very well that the effect of the happiness spell will slowly deteriorate, and it won't last long, and it will disappear after a night's sleep.

However, contrary to Ivan's expectations, when they met in the Great Hall the next morning, Hermione's attitude did not change much, as if the effect of the Happiness Charm was still in her.

"It's strange, can my Happiness Charm last that long?" Ivan was very puzzled, muttering to himself, could it be that his magic level had improved unconsciously?

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

"Ron, Ivan, Hermione, looks like we need to hurry, it's time for the Magical Beasts Conservation class!" In the auditorium, the anxious Harry ate a few pastries indiscriminately, looked at the time again, and hurriedly urged.

"Got it, I really hope he doesn't find a big spider to give us an exam this time!" Ron swallowed a small piece of steak, burped, and complained.

Ivan shook his head amusefully when he heard Ron's grumbling.

Without the trial of Buckbeak in the original plane, Hagrid has maintained his usual style in the last few classes.

Not only did they bring magical creatures such as centaurs and unicorns they knew, but they even planned to let them dive into the lake to make friends with the merfolk there, but they almost got into a misunderstanding and were driven out by the merfolk with forks, but fortunately, no one was hurt...

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

Fortunately, Hagrid still had some brains, and when everyone arrived at the exam venue, they didn't see the scary three-headed dog, or the stinky trolls, or a group of strange creatures in cages.

They look very strange, like they are made of all kinds of creatures, aquatic and terrestrial...

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

"What the hell is this? Did you dig out of the mud somewhere? Malfoy sneered.

"No, no, no! These are the cuties I've bred, and I'm sure you'll love them! Hagrid retorted with a shake of his head, his voice as loud as a large amplifier in his throat.

Harry and the others glanced at the strange creatures in the cage, thinking that they might never like it.

It's a pity that Hagrid didn't care about everyone's complaints at all, and happily divided a cage for everyone, and said with a big grin.

"Your topic for today's exam is to take care of these cuties in the morning, analyze their habits and characteristics..."

"Why are we helping you raise a bunch of weird creatures? You're stupid, I'm going to tell my dad about it! Malfoy said in disgust, not wanting to get near strange creatures of unknown origin.

Ivan also rolled his eyes, he suspected that Hagrid was using the exam as an excuse to use them as coolies!

I don't know if it's revenge, Hagrid threw a fish that could fart to Malfoy for research when he was assigning the cage.

After a few hours, Malfoy was going crazy as he was tortured....

After a whole morning, the tired Ivan and Harry complained and returned to the Gryffindor common room, to their surprise Sirius was waiting for them there.

"Harry, Ivan—" Sirius greeted Harry and the others, and then handed over a copy of the Daily Prophet, full of anger and helplessness.

"Let's all take a look at this paper!"

Ivan took it curiously, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione also came up.

The headline reads that Peter Pettigrew has been executed, and the following content is a tribute to the Ministry of Magic's strict enforcement...

"What? Peter Pettigrew is dead? Did the Ministry of Magic catch him again? Ron said happily.

"No way! In that case, Professor Dumbledore would have told us a long time ago! Ivan shook his head, shattering his illusions.

"Also, 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, most of it was fake news, and the Ministry of Magic probably wanted to cover up the news of Peter's escape, so that everyone would think that Peter was dead..."

Ivan easily guessed the Ministry of Magic's routine.

In the past few months, Fudge has been overwhelmed by negative news such as the Dementor riot and the mistaken imprisonment of war heroes for Death Eaters, and if Pettigrew's escape is reported, then Fudge, the Minister of Magic, will not be in charge!

So concealing the news is Fudge's only option!