Calvin raised an eyebrow, placed the locket in the crystal bottle, sealed it with a magic painting, properly hid the scroll in a small compartment behind the bookshelf, and protected it with various anti-theft magic.

Although Lucius said that Peter and Voldemort left the UK, there should be no less anti-theft measures - seriously, he originally thought that Hogwarts was the safest place in all of Britain, but now it seems to be almost like a public toilet, and the dark wizard can come and go whenever he wants. In terms of safety, it's not as good as your own animal sanctuary.

However, Voldemort's temporary departure from England was good news for Calvin, and he did not return to England to help Dumbledore deal with Voldemort, at most it was a side quest.

Calvin stretched, and after a short break, made his way to the gates of Hogwarts Castle. Today there is a practical class to take the fourth graders to the reserve.

Professor Snape, who accompanied the professor to the reserve today. To be honest, Calvin was shocked when he saw Snape - he had never seen Snape's face so bad, almost like the Yin corpse Voldemort had made.

Calvin wanted to go up and ask Snape what was going on, but as soon as he got two steps closer, he saw Snape throw a gloomy look at him, the meaning was obvious, and Calvin didn't bother him.

Snape got into the carriage and said nothing, but sat down casually. His face was gloomy, his face was blue, and he exuded an icy aura that even Slytherin's students did not dare to approach.

After the carriage started, Calvin sat down next to a good Slytherin student and talked to him about the Magical Beasts Protection class, and after a few minutes, he asked nonchalantly, "Nott, what's wrong with your dean today?"

Russell Knott paused in his otherwise cheerful tone when he heard Calvin mention his headmaster, and said hesitantly, "Professor Snape, it's been like this for the past few days, and it's getting worse and worse, and even the Slytherin students are starting to get harsh. We all wonder if he failed to refine potions?"

It's been like this all these days?

Calvin was a little dazed, he had been so anxious about Voldemort these days that he didn't pay much attention to the situation at school. Then he looked up at Snape, who was alone.

It turned out that Snape's black eyes were staring at him like sharp swords.

This upset Calvin.

What the hell did Snape do, did he provoke him?

Calvin then turned his head away, ignoring Snape's gaze and concentrating on discussing his studies with the fourth-year students.

After arriving at the Savage Prairie, a hands-on class for fourth-graders in the reserve, Calvin began teaching with Savana, the manager of the Medium Risk Zone.

It should be said that after experiencing the double beating of society and Calvin, Savannah finally reined in the temper of the eldest lady and began to adapt to the identity of animal ranger and student teaching assistant.

Calvin stood on a one-and-a-half-man high rock, amplified his voice with magic, and said to the students below against the strong wind on the prairie, "Today I will show you the most dangerous magical beast that you can contact in the fourth grade, and the most dangerous 3x-level magical animal, the rock lynx." ….

Calvin jumped down from the rock and grabbed the back of the animal's neck from Savannah's hand, which resembled a cat, but was larger than the cat.

"This is the Rock Lynx," Calvin shook the big cat in his hand, "and what we're going to do today is collect the gems from their tails."

The Rock Lynx is a fantastic animal that resembles a cat, and its most distinctive feature is a stony shell on its skin and a sparkling gem on its tail.

Calvin turned the rock lynx in his hand and pointed the big cat's ass and tail at the students, "I taught you that the magic of the rock lynx gathers on its tail and forms a gem every year."

The lynx meowed, and wagagged its jewel-strewn and glorious tail in a coordinated manner.

"Be careful," Calvin yelled at the gale, "Rock lynxes don't attack wizards, but they do when threatened, and their teeth and claws are poisonous."

Calvin glanced solemnly at all the students present, "So, you must be careful and careful in what you are doing."

"I'm going to ask a few quick questions, we've learned all of them," Calvin said, holding the lynx in his arms and gently stroking its fur, "What part of the lynx would make it feel threatened?"

Many of the students raised their hands, but Calvin looked at a blonde witch. Calvin knew her, and she was the niece of the new Auror Office's director.

"Eve Zeman, tell me about it." Calvin called her name and waved his hand lightly, and a magical barrier enveloped everyone, keeping the howling wind out.

Zeman is a calm, thoughtful, unshowy witch, much like her uncle Anderson. She muttered, organized her words a little, and then affirmed, "The top of the two hind legs and the base of the tail."

"Very good," Calvin nodded, "and why does touching these locations make the Rock Lynx feel threatened?"

Zeman continued, "Above the two hind legs is an important node for the Rock Lynx's magical structure, and at the base of its tail is the meeting point of the two magical structures."

"Very good, Ravenclauga ten," Calvin said with satisfaction, "Miss Zeman really learned about the rock lynx creature magically, not by rote memorization."

"I know that many of your students still use the old rote method when learning this subject. It's a long time since I learned about magical beasts in the traditional way."

"Next year you're going to be in O.. Exams, just by memory, in more than a year, how many magical beasts can you memorize? So you have to know fantastic beasts magically, you are wizards, not magicians in the Muggle world."

Calvin asked a few more questions about the Rock Lynx, and finally stood back on the boulder and said, "The Rock Lynx is the most dangerous magical animal you will face this school year, so be sure to protect yourself when collecting gems!"

"Next, in groups of four, we will prepare for today's practical activities."

Savannah began to divide the creatures into each group leader. Calvin walked solemnly among the students to prevent them from being attacked by the Rock Lynx. ….

At this point, Snape tapped Calvin on the shoulder from behind and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to talk to you, Capet."

Calvin glanced back at Snape, who had a very bad face, and separated the two clones to take care of the classroom discipline, and walked with Snape to the outside of the magic barrier.

"Would you like to see Miss Pomfrey, Prefect Snape," Calvin asked with concern, "You look like you haven't slept in a week."

Snape frowned, "I'm a Potions Master myself, and I don't need Miss Pomfrey to treat me."

"Okay," Calvin shrugged, "but you really need to pay attention to your appearance, even your students don't dare come near you."

By this time, the two had stepped out of the magical barrier, and the wind blew Snape's long, greasy, sticky hair.

"I'm not here to talk to you about this," Snape asked in a longer tone, as he regained a little more annoyance, "Have you had any news about Peter lately?"

Calvin nodded, "Not only that, but I also met with him."

"You found him?" Snape was thrilled for a rare moment, "Did you catch him?"

"It's a pity that he let him run." Calvin cocked his collar to block out the wind that hung on his face a little.

"Let him run?" Hearing this, Snape clung to Calvin's shoulder, "No way, he's no match for you."

"Of course not," Calvin grabbed the wrist of Snape's left hand, pulled it in front of him, and lifted his left sleeve open, revealing a tattoo that seemed to have just been printed, "but Voldemort was there, and after breaking it himself, the timid mouse ran away again."

"What are you doing?" Snape retracted his left arm with lightning speed, shielded the Dark Mark with his sleeve, and then quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen the tattoo.

"Now that I know I'm scared, why didn't Lily listen when she begged you to stay away from the dark arts?" Calvin said disdainfully.

Snape's eyes were bloodshot, "I don't want to argue with you about this, I ask you, do you know where Peter is now?"

Calvin realized the seriousness of the problem, "You haven't been looking for him all these days, have you?"

"So what should I do? I've been waiting for revenge for ten years. You don't understand, only, only that stupid dog can understand me."

"Oh, calm down, Snape. He could barely move away from Voldemort now. Now is not the time to do it." Calvin put away his disdain and ridicule and said seriously.

Hearing Calvanti's Undulating Demons, Snape calmed down a little.

"Indeed, lately my Dark Mark has started to become more active." Calmness reoccupied Snape's brain, "Did you see the Dark Lord that day?"

"Yes. Alive." Calvin replied briefly.

"But it's not a complete resurrection, and after being blocked by me, I committed suicide and returned to a geist state."

Snape's brow furrowed, "He can really be resurrected......

Well? Didn't Snape know? Calvin asked inwardly

Calvin stared at Snape's face carefully, showing no flaws, it seemed that he really didn't know about the Horcruxes. ….

Yes, if he knew that Harry was also a Horcrux, he would have gone crazy.

"Voldemort's research on the dark arts was an eye-opener," since Dumbledore didn't say it, then Calvin didn't need to tell Snape about the Horcruxes, "but the good news is that Voldemort and Peter have recently left England."

"How do you know so well?" Snape found the most crucial message in Calvin's words and squinted at Calvin.

"Don't worry, I won't be working with Voldemort. I have my own sources." Calvin obliterately covered up the past, and the existence of spies was naturally known to as few people as possible.

Snape still looked at Calvin suspiciously, and even wanted to use the Celestial Mind to probe the other man's brain. But he didn't do that, and Calvin was more skilled in memory magic than he was.

"Calvin, there's a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time." Snape changed his arrogant posture, "What are you going back to England for?"

Calvin gave Snape a strange look, "Severus, why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"

"Because I've found that you don't seem particularly motivated about defeating the Dark Lord and his allies. Don't forget, he killed Lily!"

"Of course I won't forget, Snape!" Calvin retorted directly, "Lily is not only your beloved, but also my friend, and even, sister."

"But Voldemort, what is he!"

Calvin took out a picture scroll and walked in with Snape, "I have seen many dark wizards and dark wizard organizations in countries around the world, their strength may not be as good as Voldemort's, but their vision is ten million times greater than Voldemort's."

"Until his last failure, he just wanted to take over the entire British wizarding world and fight with a school. Compared to the Salem organization in North America and Grindelwald decades ago, Voldemort is a short-sighted man."

"What the hell are you trying to say, Capet!" Snape became more and more incomprehensible to his junior.

"It wasn't just Voldemort who killed Lily, but the pure-blood theory that had been hovering over the British wizarding world for centuries." Calvin said softly.

"Are you crazy? You're going to start a war bigger than the last wizarding war!" Snape felt the need to send the young man in front of him to St. Mungo's Hospital to have his brain checked, "Dumbledore wouldn't do such a thing."

"Look, 'Dumbledore wouldn't do anything like that,'" Calvin smiled slightly, "it means he has the ability to do it, but he just doesn't do it."

"I don't know why he's so afraid of his power," Calvin looked at the lava mountains in the distance, "but I don't, I do

to do something that matches it."

"Dumbledore has guarded the peace of the wizarding world! That's what he's guarding." Snape shuddered.

Calvin calmly interrupted Snape, "Dumbledore is condoning the conflict between pure-bloods and half-bloods, Muggle-borns. Too many Death Eaters escaped the last trial, and Dumbledore did nothing against them."

"I—" Snape stared at Calvin, "aren't you afraid I'll tell Dumbledore?"

"Go ahead!" Calvin said lightly, "Go tell Dumbledore."

"But I'm telling you, Snape, that as magic evolves, war is bound between old and new interests."

"This has already happened in the Far East and Eastern Europe, and sooner or later it will be the turn of the British. Without me in charge, more people would die."

96.

Sher Spirit Tortoise