Ivan, as the person concerned, seemed very calm, he knew about the award ceremony of the Merlin Knights a few days ago, and he received a letter from the head of the Merlin Knights when the school started.

In fact, what surprised him was that the award ceremony had been delayed for so long, and the letter clearly said that it was around Halloween.

As a result, it is now April of the following year, and there are only two months left before the end of the semester.

Dumbledore on the platform waved his wand after saying this shocking news, and the long tables of the four major colleges immediately added one more delicacies.

"That's all I want to say, you can start today's dinner now...", Dumbledore said to the young wizards of the four colleges, and then returned to the teacher's seat.

However, the power of food did not dissipate the enthusiasm of the people, and the conversation was endless.

After dinner, Ivan returned to Gryffindor's common room with Harry and Ron.

Halfway through, Ivan once again experienced the troubles of being a celebrity, and he became the focus of almost everyone, and everywhere he went, he could hear everyone talking about himself.

When he was about to get to the lounge, a strange little witch bumped into him, and vaguely Ivan felt that the other party had stuffed something into his arms, and then ran away with a red face.

Ivan was confused, and suddenly remembered that the little witch seemed to be the Slytherin girl he had saved.

After she was possessed by Tom Riddle, she has been in a coma in the utility storage room of the Room of Requirement.

When Ivan came out of the principal's office a few days ago, he rescued the girl and sent her to the school hospital.

"What is this? Love letters? Ivan took out the envelope in his arms, looked at it a few times, and said with a smile.

Ivan shook his head, he wasn't ready to accept it, and when the time came, he just wrote a reply and politely refused.

"You're really famous this time!" Ron watched with envy as Ivan put away the envelope, when would he be treated like this.

"It's not really good to be famous, but it's a lot of trouble," Ivan said complaining.

Harry nodded in agreement, feeling the difference.

Ron looked at his two friends with strange expressions, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, he also wanted to experience this kind of trouble...

......

The next day, Ivan got up early in the morning, and when he walked to the Great Hall, he found that it had changed and was richly decorated.

The flags of the four major academies fluttered in the sky, and a bright red carpet was placed in the center of the auditorium, which stretched to the front of the steps outside the door, and from time to time golden red points of light fell from the sky onto the carpet, and then disappeared without a trace...

More than a dozen ghosts shuttled back and forth in the exhibition hall, and they seemed very excited.

"Hail, sir!" Nick, who was almost headless, saw Ivan come in and take off his hat to salute.

"Hello, Sir!" Ivan nodded, not quite understanding why Nick respected him so much, and was about to ask when he heard an annoying voice.

"Ha~ Let's see which big guy is coming?" Pipsqueak giggled as he flew over the castle in a strange voice.

"It's Hals, can you tell me about it? How does it feel to kill two professors in a row? Who are you going to deal with next? ”

"I'm ready to deal with you next!" Ivan looked at him and pulled his wand out of his sleeve.

Peeves' face changed, and it remembered the fear spell that Ivan had cast last school year, when he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out for days, and immediately a rush drifted into the distance...

However, at this moment, a white light flew out and hit its body accurately, and Peeves was horrified to find that he was speechless.

Ivan turned his head curiously to see that it was Professor McGonagall who was casting the spell.

"Get out of here, Peeves!" Professor McGonagall grimaced, scolding. "If you dare to make trouble at the upcoming ceremony, I'll put you in a box!"

Frightened, Peeves nodded violently and fled the Great Hall with a whoosh.

Professor McGonagall then said to Ivan. "Alright, Hals, let's eat, you'll have to receive the prize later."

Ivan nodded and walked towards the Gryffindor table.

At the same time, Ivan also noticed that Professor McGonagall had changed into a sumptuous red robe today, and looked much younger than usual, as did the professors sitting in the faculty seats.

Ivan immediately understood that today's award ceremony was probably not as he thought, and he would not come down with a medal.

Sure enough, after breakfast, it didn't take long for Dumbledore to walk in talking to a group of strange wizards.

They were followed by a number of people, some of whom Ivan had seen before, as if they were reporters for the Daily Prophet.

"It's really troublesome, can't you just send the medal over?" Ivan felt a headache and sighed.

"How can this work? The award of the Order of Merlin is a big deal! Not to mention Ivan, you are the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in the past thousand years, and you can't take it too seriously..."

Hermione chattered to Ivan about the information she had found in the book, and was so excited that she thought she was going to receive the Merlin Medal.

Ivan wasn't listening, but he soon saw Dumbledore waving at him and got up and walked over.

Dumbledore took the initiative to introduce him one by one, and Ivan learned that the wizards in front of him were all members of the Knights of Merlin and had come to witness his ordination ceremony.

Ivan greeted them politely one by one.

Several members of the Merlin Knights also responded very politely, everyone knew that the little wizard in front of him had a bright future, and no one would be uncomfortable at this time.

After a while, more and more people came, and the auditorium became very lively.

Ivan was struggling to cope, as almost everyone would come up to talk to him, which forced him to keep a smile on his face and talk to the supposedly famous wizards.

He's never been good at this kind of communication, so he flatters each other perfunctorily...

At the Gryffindor table, Percy Weasley watched Ivan chatting and laughing with the big guys with jealousy, and he had been looking for an opportunity to come forward and say a few words, but no one paid attention to him.

The next ceremony was simpler than Ivan had imagined, less cumbersome.

It's just that he had to recite a long and smelly oath in public, as well as a brief description of his contributions to the wizarding world...

After that, Dumbledore, as the nominee, personally put this second-class Merlin medal on his chest, and the warm applause around him suddenly rang out....