Ch 470-480

It turns out that you **** gave me such a terrible nickname...

Ivan was very speechless. He asked why the legendary title he won on the court last school year was so awful...

Combining the previous example of the dragon knight, Seamus must have secretly preached...

Ivan thinks that he shouldn't call the God Eye Seamus, just call the troubadour Seamus!

On the side, Seamo didn't realize that he had been recorded in the notebook, and was waving to Ivan from time to time!

Ivan shook his head, really too lazy to pay attention to him, but cast his eyes on the Ravenclaw seat, and saw Luna at a glance.

At this moment, the little witch was sitting alone, still dressed in a weird manner, and she wore the lion head hat that had not been seen for a long time.

She held it up high and said [Ivan Hals, come on! ]'S sign, those clear eyes also looked over here.

Ivan nodded at her, and at the same time noticed other people cheering for him.

For example, Hermione and Ron pulled a big banner below to cheer him and Harry.

Sirius was also there, but his eyes were always on Harry.

Just as Ivan was distracted, Malfoy's strange voice rang.

"Halse! Didn't I remember that you said you didn't compete anymore?"

"Ah! Yes, it was like this before! But now I have changed my mind, and I think it's good to play occasionally!" Ivan turned his head and said playfully.

The faces of Malfoy and others were very ugly. They did not expect that Ivan would suddenly play.

Unless these are tactics, it is the Gryffindor team's conspiracy to let them relax their vigilance!

Slytherin's captain Marcus suddenly thought of this, and looked at Wood viciously.

At the beginning, because of the rumors that Ivan Hals was not participating, Slytherin gave up the defensive system that they had worked hard before and chose another set of more aggressive tactics.

Unexpectedly, all this is a conspiracy of Gryffindor!

Marcus had a furious expression on his face, while Wood raised his eyebrows proudly at him...

Just as the smell of gunpowder on both sides reached its peak, Ms. Hodge, who was the referee, blew the whistle and tossed the ghost fly ball.

"Use tactics A!" Marcus roared loudly at the beginning of the game.

The so-called A tactic is the first defense system to be used against Ivan.

Although this tactic has been neglected recently due to intelligence errors, the foundation is still there after all.

The rest of the Slytherin players also quickly took their place!

A chaser and two hitters rushed forward to stop Ivan and create a chance for another chaser to grab the ghost fly ball.

But Ivan's Firebolt is too fast!

In mid-air, it was like red lightning, which penetrated their defense in almost a moment, and after riding Juechen, they threw them behind to eat ashes...

"Quick...stop him!" Slytherin screamed desperately at Marcus, but to no avail, their broomsticks were flying too slowly.

Ivan even took advantage of everyone not adapting to his speed, and quickly won the Guifei ball, then bypassed the heavy defense line and threw the ball into the frame...

"Too fast... Too fast! Hals took just over a minute to score the first goal of the game, which is incredible! This is definitely a miracle!"

Jordan's high voice spread throughout the court, coupled with Ivan's unexpected and amazing performance, all of a sudden ignited the atmosphere on the court.

Many people on the court chanted Ivan's name with a loud voice, even some of the little wizards from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff couldn't help standing up and cheering for Ivan's performance.

The faces of the Slytherin players turned dark, and they lost 10 points at the beginning of the game. How could he be happy?

However, they quickly adjusted their mentality, and under the command of Marcus, blocked Ivan's actions.

Whether it is Gryffindor or Slytherin, the players know that the outcome of this game depends only on two points.

The first is whether Ivan can bring the gap back, and the second is when will Harry and Malfoy catch the Snitch to end the game!

Preventing Ivan from shrinking the score is somewhat unrealistic in Marcus's opinion. He can only say that he tried his best to prevent Ivan from scoring, and then hoped that Malfoy would catch the Snitch as soon as possible to end the game!

Malfoy, who had assumed the hope of the team, felt a lot of pressure.

Generally speaking, at the beginning of the game, the Snitch will take the initiative to stay away from people, deliberately avoid them, and will slowly approach with the passage of time, so it is not easy to find.

But Ivan's scoring speed was too fast. Seeing the score drew closer, Malfoy complained in his heart that his teammates were inadequate, but he wandered desperately in the field looking for the Golden Snitch.

Relatively speaking, Harry's task is much easier, because he needs to wait until Ivan reduces the score difference to less than one hundred and fifty points before starting to act. Otherwise, even if he catches the Snitch, it won't help. .

So he has only one task now, and that is to stare at Malfoy and prevent him from catching the Snitch.

On the other side of the arena, the two sides competed around the ghost fly ball more and more fiercely. Ivan occupied the speed of the Firebolt and his own excellent flying skills were more than enough...

Not to mention Slytherin's squad-based volley tactics, which he had experienced in training two days ago.

In the real game, the pressure is much less than during training~www.mtlnovel.com~Because he has George, Angelina and other teammates who cooperate with each other, he can easily turn the Slytherin pursuers around.

"No! Stop him!"

Seeing that Ivan made another goal to bring the score closer to within one hundred and fifty points, Marcus was going crazy, but he was powerless to stop him, he could only be furious with incompetence!

However, this anger quickly turned into numbness in Ivan's goals again and again, and Marcus now only expects Malfoy to catch the Snitch and end the game.

Because the game only lasted for an hour, the scores of the two sides were almost evened. Although the Slytherin chasers tried their best to score two goals, it didn't help at all.

No matter how far it goes, Marcus doubts that Gryffindor might overtake, and even pull the score of the two sides to more than one hundred and fifty points. In that case, even if the Slytherin team finally caught the Snitch, it would be useless!

"Malfoy, quickly catch the Snitch for me, I only give you half an hour at the end!" Marcus shouted with the last hope.

"I'm already trying to find it!" Malfoy, who wandered the field, replied angrily.

Just here a golden light flickers not far in front...

It's the Snitch!

Malfoy was in ecstasy, taking advantage of the close distance, and rushed over in an instant.

On the side, Harry was only half a beat slower than Malfoy, and after a while he also noticed the sight of the Golden Snitch, driving the Firebolt under him desperately to overtake...

As the broom was faster, Harry gradually narrowed the distance.

Malfoy in front of him also urgently felt the pressure brought by Harry, so in the process of catching the Snitch, he kept shifting his position, blocking in front of Harry, blocking his path forward.

Or blocking his vision to prevent him from seeing the exact location of the Snitch...

That's it... the two followed the Golden Snitch all the way to the sky, and they were gradually out of touch with everyone.

At this time in the arena, everyone's energy is put on another battlefield for pitching and scoring.

After all, Ivan's repeated goals have put Slytherin at a great disadvantage, and if this continues, they will lose no matter whether they can catch the Snitch!

So in desperation, the Slytherin players began to use various tactics of insulting violations, and even suicidal charges wanted to knock Ivan off the court.

However, the more eager the Slytherin players were, the more holes and flaws in the defense. Ivan could easily avoid their impact by riding a firebolt, or deliberately lured them to hit the wall.

The free throw opportunity that the opponent got in violation of the rules allowed Ivan's goal speed to increase again a lot, and the score kept widening the gap...

"Halz scored again! With the last ten points left, Gryffindor will lead by one hundred and fifty points, completely cutting off Slytherin's chance of winning!"

The fierce battlefield made the commentator Jordan shout hoarse, but his spirit was extremely excited, because Gryffindor's victory was just around the corner!

After a pause, Jordan changed his voice and began to explain the battle in the sky. Harry and Malfoy, who had deviated from the center of the field, were uninterrupted and were engaged in a one-on-one duel!

"We can see that Potter and Malfoy have found the Snitch. This is the only possibility for Slytherin to win. I mean if Malfoy can catch the Snitch before Hals throws the next ball. !"

"Of course, it seems to me that Malfoy won't have a chance. Potter must have caught the Snitch faster than him!" Jordan's commentary was obviously inclined, which attracted many Slytherin wizards in the stands. Quite dissatisfied and protested!

In the high altitude at this time, the competition for the Golden Snitch had reached a feverish level, and Harry took advantage of the broomstick to catch up with Malfoy.

But the trajectory of the Golden Snitch is elusive and extremely difficult to catch, so it hasn't succeeded yet.

"Potter, it's still too late to turn around. Maybe there will be dementors flying down here. Don't fall from the sky like the last time." Malfoy stared at Harry ferociously and said sarcastically.

"I already know how to deal with those monsters, you should worry about yourself!" Harry ignored Malfoy's mockery and retorted.

Ahead, flapping the wings of the Golden Snitch wandered aimlessly in the air, but the speed was getting slower and slower, and finally reached the point of stagnation, the two suddenly understood that the time to do it!

Both broomsticks rushed forward at the same time, vying to fly forward. Harry's broomstick was faster, and Malfoy was closer.

In the end, the two arrived almost at the same time, and neither of them gave way, and finally ran into each other directly. Then Harry and Malfoy both endured the pain and stretched out their hands to the Golden Snitch in front of them.

At the same time, Ivan also scored the last goal into the frame...

Many little wizards on the battlefield could not help standing up and looking at the sky, waiting for the results to appear.

After a few seconds, the two in the air finally separated, and Harry quickly flew down and held his right hand high. A small golden ball was held in his palm.

The whole audience boiled, and the little wizards of Gryffindor jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"Great, we won!"

"We won the cup! We won the cup!"

...

On the field, George and the others were also crazy. They rode broomsticks and high-five each other on the field to vent their excitement.

After falling to the ground, Wood rushed to hug everyone, especially Ivan and Harry, with tears in his eyes.

"You are so good! I feel that the past seven years are finally complete!" Wood looked around excitedly. He will graduate and leave Hogwarts next year. His only wish is to win another Quidditch trophy!

Everyone smiled happily, and then went to collect the trophy together.

"Sirius, did you see it? We won!" After receiving the Quidditch trophy, Harry held it high and looked at Sirius for the first time.

"Yeah! Awesome!" Sirius said with a smile. He looked at Harry and the others in a gold and red uniform, and he couldn't help but recall the days when he went to school with James and Lupin.

Compared with the excitement and joy here, the Slytherin players are all downcast, and Marcus is scolding them angrily, and the scolding is very unpleasant.

"They flew so fast that we couldn't catch up. It's not fair!" Malfoy said very uncomfortably. He was a little bit short of the Golden Snitch at the time. If he had a Firebolt to catch the Golden Snitch. It's him.

Other Slytherin players also complained about this, and even the happy Harry and others could hear it loudly.

When Ron saw that the Slytherin players seemed to be a little unconvinced ~www.mtlnovel.com~, he said. "Malfoy, last year when your team used light wheels in 2001, we didn't let you change your broomsticks!"

"Yes! We lost the game because of the Dementors, but we didn't find Hufflepuffbee back!" Hermione also retorted.

The Slytherin players were speechless, and Malfoy glared at them, but said nothing.

"Haha... Leave them alone, let them be jealous! Let's celebrate ours!" George said with a grin.

Harry and the others nodded, and prepared to go back to the lounge to celebrate.

"Huh? Where's Ivan?" Hermione looked around, but couldn't find Ivan.

After her reminder, everyone realized that the hero who won the championship this time was not here.

"I saw him just now! It seems to be there..." Fred, the only one who knew, scratched his head and pointed in the direction of the corridor over there.

At the same time, Luna was walking in the corridor of the castle holding the sign. She looked at Ivan next to her, and her ethereal voice suddenly resounded.

"You just flew really well, I don't think even a professional batsman can be as good as you..."

"Do you like Quidditch games very much?" Ivan was a little surprised. He thought that Luna's cold temper would not be very interested in the intense exercise of Quidditch.

"Well... it's also very interesting to watch a group of people flying around in the sky!" Luna shook her head and said, shaking her head.

Ivan was speechless, not knowing how to answer, Luna's thoughts were always so wild.

However, as they were walking together, Ivan vaguely noticed that someone was following him, so he stopped and looked back.

Under his gaze, at the end of the corridor, several little witches in Ravenclaw costumes ran away in a panic.

"Are they your friends?" Ivan asked curiously.

"No, they are my roommates..." Luna shook her head, emphatically explained, and then continued.

"The letter you wrote to me was accidentally seen by them, but they didn't want to believe that I would have such a famous friend, just like they didn't want to believe that the snoring beast really existed..."

Ivan looked at her with some pity, and suddenly thought of what happened to Luna when he saw Luna for the first time last school year. He frowned and asked.

"Do your roommates still tease you so often?"

"Maybe they just like pranks..." Luna said softly.

"But they don't have the guts now. After all, I am a friend of Ivan Hals, a Hogwarts star and a second-level Merlin Medal winner..."

Having said that, Luna laughed.

Ivan scratched his head, why didn't he know that he still had this kind of deterrent?

But since Luna said that, Ivan also put out the idea of ​​interference. Everyone has their own philosophy of life, and the little witch is smart enough to know how to protect herself.

"By the way, if you didn't make friends at Ravenclaw College, how about I introduce a few friends to you? They are all very good people!" Ivan suggested, and he came to look for them. Luna's reason.

He didn't want to miss the chance to make friends with Harry and others just because Luna knew herself in advance, that would be too lonely.

Luna just smiled, without agreeing or refuting.

When the two were talking, they happened to see Harry, George and others walking towards this side.

"Ivan! Why are you here? We just planned to find a place to celebrate, but you ran away alone!" George stepped forward and patted Ivan on the shoulder, jokingly.

But soon, George turned his gaze to Luna beside Ivan.

"She is a?"

"I'm about to introduce to you..." Ivan also laughed and pointed to Luna and said to everyone. "Luna Lovegood! My friend in Ravenclaw..."

"Luna? That crazy girl from Ravenclaw?" Angelina suddenly remembered the rumors she had learned when gossiping with her friends, and blurted out subconsciously.

George glared at her quickly.

"Ah, sorry! I didn't mean that..." Angelina changed her words immediately, looked at Luna embarrassedly, and explained.

"It's okay..." Luna shook her head slowly, and didn't care. She was used to how others called it. Then Luna looked at Harry and the others and greeted.

"Hi everybody!"

The words that should have been enthusiastic came out of Luna's mouth, but they seemed a little flat, which made Harry and the others feel a little awkward, but they responded enthusiastically at the first time.

Hermione had been staring at Luna, especially at the sign she was holding in her arms.

"Are you looking at it? I made it myself!" Luna keenly noticed this and raised the sign in her arms.

Harry and the others noticed the slogan [Ivan Hals, come on] on the sign, especially the two little people holding hands were drawn on the top.

Luna's painterly is great. Anyone can tell that she and Ivan are painted. There is a circle in the middle of the two villains, and a word-friend is marked with golden magic!

George and Fred scanned Luna and Ivan with strange gazes, Hermione pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Aren't you celebrating? What are you waiting for?" Ivan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he changed the subject.

"Ah! That's right! Let's go to the auditorium!" Fred pulled Harry and the others away very aggressively, and George also made some small jokes on the road to invigorate the atmosphere.

Because Luna, Harry and others are not familiar with them, and don't like to change themselves in order to fit others, it is difficult to intervene.

Fortunately, Ivan was relieved that Luna was not left out, because Hermione was able to talk to Luna by accident, and they argued for an hour of harassing the horsefly!

"I've read a lot of books, neither in the "Encyclopedia of Fantastic Creatures" or "British Biology Guide" there is no record of harassing the horsefly!" Hermione said.

"Ah! I have read these books too, but it says that many creatures have been slowly discovered in the past 100 years. The harassing horsefly has not been recorded, and it is likely that no one has found it yet!" Luna retorted. .

"Since there is no evidence, there is no proof that this thing exists!" Hermione strove to fight for reasons.

"That's why I'm looking for it!" Luna just replied casually. To

...

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

Ivan and the others were celebrating Quidditch's victory, while the two little witches were arguing around~www.mtlnovel.com~ This scene continued until dinner in the evening when Luna got up and left and went to Lavin. Crow's long table is over.

Harry, Ron, and George all heaved a sigh of relief. If this argument goes on, the celebration will be impossible.

Ivan shook his head, and it seemed that introducing Luna to them by himself did not achieve the expected result.

"Ivan, how did you make friends with her?" George emphasized the word "friends" and asked ambiguously.

He was very curious about this. Luna is a famous mad girl in Ravenclaw. Who would hang a bottle stopper around his neck as an ornament?

But if you don't consider these weird habits, the other person looks pretty cute. Could it be because of this?

Ivan heard something in George's words, and couldn't help feeling that George seemed to have misunderstood something, but he still explained it.

"If you know more about her, you will find that Luna is a bit weird, but she is still very good!"

Harry and others doubted Ivan's words.

"Do you really think she's pretty good?" Hermione looked at Ivan and suddenly asked, her tone a little heavy.

"As a friend..." Ivan was stunned, then nodded.

From the original time and space, it can be seen that Luna is loyal to her friends and very smart.

In the last school year, he indirectly helped him break the secret code left by Slytherin. It is natural to be thankful to have such a friend.

"Then you also believe that the harassment fly really exists?" Hermione's tone seemed a little unhappy.

"I don't know, I never draw a certain conclusion to the unknown!" Ivan shook his head and answered truthfully.

"The harassment fly was only something she had imagined, and it didn't exist at all!" Hermione said angrily, and then packed up her things and stood up to leave the Gryffindor long table.

"Where are you going, Hermione?" Ivan looked at Hermione who had left suddenly, puzzled.

Hermione didn't turn her head back, a voice came after a while.

"library!"

Ivan suddenly understood. Seeing Hermione's efforts, the sense of urgency once again filled his mind, and he backhanded out a copy of "Analysis of Advanced Spells" from his pocket where he had applied the extension curse, and flipped through it.

"Ivan, don't you go to the library with you?" Angelina on the side suddenly said.

"What am I going to do there? All the books I want to read are here!" Ivan was very strange, patted the book in his hand, and backhand took out a few books from his pocket and piled them together.

For the convenience of reading books, Ivan had already borrowed all the books he wanted and carried them with him. From morning to night, he wanted to read them as he pleased. There was no need to go all the way to the library!

This greatly saved his time...

No way...he has always been so clever!

Ivan thought smugly, but didn't notice Angelina looking at him speechlessly.

...

A few days after the Quidditch game ended, Ivan was still immersed in learning.

The academic grade points accumulated through hard work this school year have been consumed in a short period of time.

And these efforts are totally worth it. The spells he knows have basically been promoted to the fifth level, and a few have even been promoted to the sixth level.

Since there is no way to increase the upper limit of strength in a short time, it is a good choice for Ivan to make up for the original weakness.

However, considering that he would ask the alchemist Nick LeMay for advice during the summer vacation, Ivan still reserved some grade points, plus the rewards he received at the end of the semester, which should be enough for that time.

The only thing that made Ivan feel a little headache these days was that Hermione seemed to be very irritable, and she seemed to be indifferent to him.

If it weren't for the fact that I can often review my homework together recently, I'm afraid I won't see anyone for a few days.

Harry and Ron were equally troubled, but their troubles came from the upcoming final exams.

Several new courses were added this academic year. Not only did the tasks of the schoolwork become much heavier, but the content that needed to be reviewed also increased a lot.

What worries them the most is Snape's potions class, because they spend most of the time in the class, and they haven't studied well at all.

Now that the exam is approaching, they can only hold on to their feet and work hard, hoping to pass the exam successfully...

Ivan looked at Harry and Ron who were frowning and memorizing the contents of the textbook, and shook their head helplessly.

At this moment, Hermione, holding a book, walked in from the entrance of the lounge.

Ivan turned his head and looked over, then was stunned.

Today's Hermione is a little different from the past, changing from the casual appearance of the past.

The tousled hair was well taken care of, turned smooth and shiny, and pushed behind the ears, so that the delicate cheeks could be revealed, and the front teeth were magically cast to become just like normal people.

This makes Hermione, who was not very eye-catching, very stunning and even more beautiful...

Harry and Ron, who had also noticed this, stammered at a loss, almost unable to recognize that it was Hermione.

"Hermione, what are you doing today..." Harry hesitated to ask.

"I suddenly wanted this, can't it?" Hermione interrupted his words, glaring at them like a little lion.

Harry and Ron were photographed in her aura and they dared not speak.

Like Harry and Ron, Ivan who was planning to praise him quickly closed his mouth, he didn't want to be scolded.

Hermione put down her book as usual, sat down in her seat and looked through it.

Soon, there was only the sound of turning pages in Gryffindor's lounge.

"By the way, who knows what the formula and efficacy of the shrinking potion are?" Ron suddenly patted his head and complained while taking notes.

He flipped through the book hard but couldn't find the page where the shrinking potion was, so he had to look at Harry, Ivan, and Hermione for help.

Ivan didn't lift his head, and answered casually according to the impression of a certain section of the textbook in his mind.

Hermione on the other side spoke subconsciously, and the two voices suddenly intertwined.

"The shrinking potion can bring a creature back to the way it was when it was a child. The materials needed are daisy root, fig peel, caterpillar, a small drop of leech juice, and mouse spleen. The configuration steps are..."

"The shrinking potion can bring a creature back to the way it was when it was a child. The materials needed are daisy root, fig peel, caterpillar, a small drop of leech juice, and mouse spleen. The configuration steps are..."

Ivan didn't mean it right, and immediately stopped, but he didn't expect Hermione to do the same. Ivan turned to look at the little witch and glanced at each other.

Hermione turned her head quickly~www.mtlnovel.com~ and said.

"It's better for you to come!"

"It's better for you to come!"

The two voices sounded again at the same time, and the atmosphere in the lounge became very embarrassing, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Ron, who is taking notes, is anxious to throw his pen. What are the configuration steps? You guys are talking... Don't stop at such a critical time!

Fortunately, Harry provided him with help in time. Harry felt that things didn't seem so good now, so it's better not to touch his brows.

"Aren't you going to find your friend Luna these days?" After a while of silence, Hermione asked casually.

Just talking about the word friend, Hermione couldn't help accentuating her tone a little.

"Luna is at Ravenclaw College, what can I do with her? Even friends don't have to meet so frequently, right?" Ivan looked at Hermione strangely. He is so busy now, unless he happens to meet, or If you have something to do with the other party, otherwise, how can you have this time?

"But... you're not..." Hermione looked at Ivan in surprise, and she tried to refute, but her sharp teeth seemed to be ineffective today, and her words became a little stumbling, and finally turned into a low voice. The whisper.

Ivan didn't hear what she was saying, and didn't care too much, and continued to read the book.

At this time, Harry seemed to think of something, hesitated and said. "Do you think Professor Trelawney is weird today..."

"What's the matter? Isn't that old witch talking about every day?" Ron curled his lips and spit out casually.

Since this school year, Ron thought he had figured out the truth and falsity of the divination professor, that is, a liar who fooled people by pretending to be crazy.

I really don't know why Professor Dumbledore would find her in the school...

"No, it doesn't seem to be the same today!" Harry shook his head and said with certainty.

Ivan, who was flipping through the book, heard it stop here, he closed the book, looked at Harry and asked seriously. "Did Professor Trelawney make any new predictions?"

"How did you know it was prophesied?" Harry was strange.

Before Ivan could explain, Hermione was the first to speak. "Because Professor Trelawney also predicted us..."

"That what hell... the prophecy of killing?" Ron laughed. This prophecy shocked him at first, but nothing happened for so long.

Harry thought of it too, and laughed likewise...

"Yes! That's the prophecy... it's fulfilled!" Hermione frowned, looking at the two nonchalant people, and said solemnly.

"Yes... fulfilled?!" Ron was taken aback, and the books he was holding were knocked to the ground.

"When and how did it happen? Why don't we know?" Harry was confused, and unlike Ron, he clearly remembered what Professor Trelawney had predicted.

[You... a... killing! Blood... hell! ]

If such a prediction becomes a reality, it would be absolutely terrifying!

But Ivan and Hermione had stayed in the castle every day during the school year, meeting them often, and Harry couldn't think of how the prophecy was confirmed.

"It's fulfilled anyway, why are you asking so much?" Hermione glared at them, and then the little witch glanced at Ivan indifferently, her eyes softened a lot as she recalled her previous experience.

Under Hermione's glare, even if Harry and Ron had doubts, they could only hold them in their hearts.

"What did Professor Trelawney tell you?" Ivan changed the subject and asked directly.

Harry hesitated for a moment, and said it truthfully.

When he was in the divination class, he accidentally left the book in the classroom. When he returned to pick it up, he met Professor Trelawney who was watching a crystal ball.

"She was acting weird at the time, as if there was no shell of the soul..." Harry shuddered as he remembered, trying hard to retell the feeling of meeting the other party.

"After I came in, Professor Trelawney found me, and she said to me: Darkness is approaching, a huge shadow is covering the sky, and the servants of the Dark Lord will get out of trouble... The magical world is about to usher in a big change. .."

Having said this, Harry couldn't help but pause. Professor Trelawney also mentioned something about the **** of death...but the words were vague, he didn't listen to them all...

Hearing the content of the prophecy, Ron couldn't help shivering.

"Do you say that the servant of the Dark Lord refers to Peter Pettigrew?" Harry hesitated and asked.

"But isn't Peter Pettigrew caught in Azkaban? He shouldn't be able to get out, right?" Ron said with a trace of fluke.

He didn't want this fable to come true...

"That's why it's called getting out of trouble, isn't it?" Hermione broke Ron's illusion. "He is an Animagus! Sirius said that the dementors guarding Azkaban are not interested in animals, and Sirius escaped as a black dog!"

"No! Peter didn't come out so easily. The Ministry of Magic knows that he is Animagus and will strengthen control, otherwise, if problems arise, public opinion will drown Fudge! They have no reason to neglect..." Ivan He frowned deeply and retorted.

Because of the accidental capture of Sirius, a large number of wizards were already angry at the Ministry of Magic's mistakes.

If Peter, who was finally caught, is allowed to escape again this time, then Fudge, the Minister of Magic, will probably roll off the stage...

"Right, I said he can't run!" Ron was immediately happy when he saw Lian Ivan's support for his remarks.

What he didn't expect was that Ivan quickly changed his voice and continued to speak. "But if someone helps him, it's not necessarily!"

Ivan Lisuo took the book on the table into his pocket and greeted Harry and the others.

"Without further ado, let's notify Professor Dumbledore now!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione also realized the seriousness of the matter, and put aside all the review matters, and hurried to the principal's office together.

"By the way, does anyone remember the date of Peter's sentence?"

Running all the way in the corridor, Ivan suddenly thought of something and asked.

"It seems to be today!" Hermione calculated the time and said confidently.

Ivan thought of something, and beckoned them to run faster.

...

Half an hour ago, on an isolated island in the North Sea.

Mrs. Peter, as usual ~www.mtlnovel.com~ came to visit her child on crutches, but was stopped by two Aurors before entering.

"As usual, please hand over your magic wand, Mrs. Peter!"

"I don't have a magic wand, gentlemen, it's just my crutches... Please do it, and be considerate of the inconvenience of the old woman's legs and feet! I have been here a few times before, and the gentlemen guarding here did not take my crutches, I just want to see The last side of my child!"

Mrs. Peter said in a sad tone, and she shed a few tears from time to time, which seemed so touching.

The two Aurors looked a little hesitant, and finally, for the sake of several golden gallons handed by Mrs. Peter, they were still deeply moved and put Mrs. Peter in.

Of course, to be on the safe side, an Auror chose to follow him personally to avoid accidents.

Mrs. Peter nodded, did not show any strangeness, and walked calmly in Azkaban's prison.

It is very dilapidated and gloomy. The iron door of the cell is full of rust. From time to time there will be crying and trembling screams and verbal abuse...

For this hell-like scene, Mrs. Peter has already taken no surprises, but thinks that her child has been detained here for seven days, and then feels distressed again...

"You'd better hurry up, I only give you ten minutes!" After the Auror opened the cell door, he said to Mrs. Peter impatiently.

Although the money is collected, ordinary people would not want to stay in such a ghost place for too long, they will be insane, become crazy and stupid...

Thinking of this, the Auror glanced pity at the Dwarf in the cell.

At this time, the little dwarf star was curling up, trembling non-stop, chanting some inexplicable words in his mouth, and he didn't even react to seeing Mrs. Peter's mother coming in.

The Auror knew exactly what was going on. The poor man was cleansed with the Forgotten Charm, and the dementors were tortured so hard that he didn't remember anything now.

Death may be considered a relief...

The Auror sighed silently in his heart.

However, sympathy returned to sympathy, considering his duty, he still stood in place, staring at the two to prevent them from playing any tricks.

Mrs. Peter couldn't help it anymore, lying on Dwarf Star and whispering in a low voice, talking about some short things in the parents, perhaps hoping to awaken the memory of the other party, but Dwarf Star had a blank expression...

"Okay, time is almost up, ma'am, we should go now!" Ten minutes later, the Auror hardened his heart and interrupted the meeting between the mother and son.

"Sir... give me some more time... please!" Mrs. Peter sobbed.

Auror shook his head, not because he didn't want to, but because it was time for Dwarf Star to execute his sentence!

Sure enough, at this point of delay, two Aurors came over, and they were a little helpless seeing this situation.

After the three Aurors talked privately, they forcibly pulled away Mrs. Peter, who was unwilling to leave, and then the two Aurors started to drag the Little Dwarf away.

If you deal with ordinary criminals, you don't need Aurors to intervene, just leave it to the Dementor for the whole process.

But Pettigrew is different. He is a rare criminal who can use Animagus. There is a certain risk in the control of the Dementor. Therefore, he needs to be supervised by the Auror throughout the process to ensure that he dies at the kiss of the Dementor. under!

Not to mention that the magic handcuffs worn on Pettigrew's hands are very precious. They can block the operation of magic power and need someone to recover them!

Seeing Pettigrew being forcibly pulled away, Mrs. Peter collapsed on her knees and began to cry.

The Auror shook his head and sighed, softly murmured a few words of comfort, and said after Mrs. Peter's mood improved.

"Madam, we should go now!"

Mrs. Peter wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and nodded tremblingly.

The Auror turned his head helplessly, ready to lead the way.

However, just as he turned his head, Mrs. Peter's eyes suddenly became sharp, she threw up the walking stick and said viciously!

"Faint!"

A low and hoarse voice sounded in the corridor outside the cell.

The Auror reacted when he heard the voice, but Mrs. Peter's previous disguise made him relax his vigilance, and he did not anticipate the possibility of an attack. As a result, he was hit by a beam of light just after he drew out his wand, his body hit the wall, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

And on his right hand, he is also wearing protective gloves, but unfortunately it needs to look directly into the other person's eyes to be effective...

After knocking down the Auror, Mrs. Peter took out a bottle of potion-filled reagent from her pocket, then pulled out one of Auror's hair, put it in the reagent, and waited for the potion to change color and took a mouthful. Irrigate!

The next moment, the effect of the compound decoction began to take effect, and Mrs. Peter's face became distorted, and her body slowly pulled up and deformed...

When the changes gradually stabilized, Mrs. Peter immediately felt that her new body was so young...strong...and energetic!

Even the blurred vision became brighter.

Considering the limited time, Mrs. Peter adapted briefly, and quickly took off the Auror's clothes, then threw the opponent back to the empty cell, and hurriedly headed to the execution site!

From what she knew, her child was executed at noon, which means that there are still at most ten minutes left!

Since only the Dementors were guarding Azkaban's interior, Mrs. Peter went smoothly all the way.

After all, these monsters couldn't see the disguise of the compound soup, and those Aurors stayed on the observation deck of the island, and would not come to this place full of dementors to suffer if nothing was important.

This made Mrs. Peter's actions a lot easier, and she successfully rushed to the field before noon.

The execution was carried out in an empty flat ground. The little dwarf was standing in the middle of the flat ground under the pressure of two Aurors. The sky of the island was black and black, and countless dementors wandered excitedly in the clouds , Waiting to enjoy the food.

Swallowing souls is an extremely evil act in the eyes of wizards, so the prisoners held in Azkaban will only rarely be executed. Dementors often don't encounter this kind of opportunity for several years, and they become restless.

Everyone wants to fight for the chance to absorb soul...

They just can't get the order, they don't dare to do it yet, they can only stay far away...

The two Aurors standing below whispered a few words. Although the dementors didn't have the guts to absorb their emotions, they felt cold and uncomfortable just staying here.

While complaining, the two also noticed Mrs. Peter walking here.

"Jack, why did you follow?" a tall and thin Auror frowned and asked strangely.

"It's not the **** old woman just now, so I want me to give the prisoner a pair of socks she wore, saying that this thing can make people live better below..." Mrs. Peter was so mature, she made up casually. One reason.

"What kind of mess is this? How come I haven't heard of such rumors..." The tall and thin Auror shook his head silently ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then looked suspiciously at Mrs. Peter. Continue to say.

"Honestly, how much money did you collect?"

"How much do you expect that old woman can bring out? No matter how you search, it will only be a dozen gallons!" Mrs. Peter put on a look of disdain.

"Tsk tusk tusk...you are still cruel!" The other Auror looked at this colleague like a scum.

The tall and thin Auror was a little suspicious. Although Jack usually likes to be greedy for some petty bargains, he is not so cruel. He can search for a sum of money for an old witch who is about to lose a child.

Or did you say that you misunderstood him before?

"One person and two gallons, to save face, how about doing this disgusting thing for me? That old lady said that he must be dressed for him!"

Mrs. Peter took out the smelly sock, put on a disgusting look, and asked.

"Think beautifully, get the money, do the work you promised yourself, do it yourself!" An Auror looked at the smelly sock in Mrs. Peter's hand and waved his hand in disgust.

　　 "Really, I don't even help with this little help!" Mrs. Peter curled her lips, took out a few Jin Jialong from her pocket with her backhand and threw it over, but her legs and feet were shaking, and she was secretly relieved.

　　 The sock in her hand is actually a disguised door key. She spent all her assets and bought it from the Wizarding Market in Knockoff Alley. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with her appearance, but if these Aurors inspected it, they would definitely find something wrong.

　　 So she can only choose to retreat, and the other party will refuse to take a gamble.

　　 Fortunately, just as she imagined, these Aurors were unwilling to help put a dirty stinky socks on a criminal.

　　 The corner of Mrs. Peter's mouth couldn't help but a smile appeared.

　　 In fact, when she was in the cell before, she was going to use the door key to teleport away with Little Star.

　　 But I did not expect that Azkaban has a complete defense mechanism inside. Not only does it prohibit changing shadows, but even the door key can't function.

　　 So she had no choice but to take the risk of knocking out the Auror who was supervising her, and pretending to be the opponent, trying to find a chance to contact Pettigrew.

　　 Fortunately, this backup plan is going well...

　　 While rejoicing in her heart, Mrs. Peter controlled her emotions, trying not to show any strangeness, approaching step by step, but her body still trembled slightly out of tension.

　　 The tall and thin Auror had been paying attention to her abnormal movement, keenly aware of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when Mrs. Peter slowly approached, he suddenly spoke.

"and so on..."

　　 "What's the matter?" Mrs. Peter's heart suddenly raised her throat, and she tried to pretend to be plain and turned her head to look at each other.

"Well, it's not good to take your money for nothing, or how about we help him wear it?" The tall and thin Auror stared at Mrs. Peter and said word by word, his hand already quietly held on his waist. Magic wand between.

　　 The other Auror didn't react at first, but under the gaze of his colleague, he also noticed something wrong. He took a few steps forward and said to Mrs. Peter.

　　 "Bring things here!"

　　 Mrs. Peter is in a dilemma. If you hand over the key to the door, you will be found out immediately. If you don't hand it in, the two Aurors will also do something to themselves.

　　 She knows very well that she has no chance of defeating them, especially the two Aurors seem to be wary...

　　 The silence lasted only a second, and the tall and thin Auror took out his wand and prepared to do it.

　　 Mrs. Peter said in surprise at this moment.

　　 "What's wrong with you? Suddenly nervous? I just asked you to go, and you are too dirty. It's really inexplicable! Take it, I just save some trouble..."

　　 Mrs. Peter looked at the two strangely, and casually threw the smelly socks in her hand to one of the Aurors.

　　 The latter was surprised by Mrs. Peter's decisiveness, wondering if he had thought too much, and subconsciously took the things over.

　　 As soon as I started, the Auror immediately noticed something was wrong. The texture didn't feel like a sock at all...

　　 Unfortunately, it was too late when he realized it.

When Mrs. Peter threw this thing out, the effect of the door key was already activated. The Auror suddenly felt that his belly button seemed to be hooked by something, and then he was pulled a bit, and disappeared with a whirl of heaven and earth. In place.

　　 "Arnold!"

　　 The sudden abnormality was beyond the tall and thin Auror's expectations, but he immediately recognized that it was the effect of the door key, so he barely hesitated, so he waved his wand toward Mrs. Peter.

　　 "Except your weapons!"

　　A red light beam lased from the tip of the wand...

　　 But after all, it was a hasty shot. Mrs. Peter took the young body and easily avoided it, and then she launched a vicious counterattack.

　　 "Bone to pieces!"

　　 Mrs. Peter yelled hoarsely, immersing her anger into the curse, she was forced to send an Auror away with the door key, and now there is a glimmer of hope of escape only by killing the opponent.

　　 In the gaze she expected, the beam of the spell hit the target, and Mrs. Peter was overjoyed, but she didn't notice the cold color in the opponent's eyes...

　　 The protective glove on the tall and thin Auror's right hand gleamed faintly, and the beam of the spell immediately returned to the original path and hit Mrs. Peter herself.

　　 A blow full of anger, made the original owner suffer.

　　 ah ah! ! !

　　 The pain of tearing the body caused Mrs. Peter to scream, and the wand dropped out and fell to the ground. The abdomen was pulled apart with deep scars, and scarlet blood continued to flow from the wound...

　　 Due to the serious injury, Mrs. Peter fell to the ground and covered her wound. The compound decoction she took quickly lost its effectiveness.

　　 Mrs. Peter's appearance gradually changed from a young Auror to a gray-haired old witch... With the terrible cut in the upper abdomen, it looked so sad.

　　 The tall and thin Auror didn't show any sympathy at all. He only felt unlucky that he was almost fooled by an old woman.

　　 More importantly, one of my two colleagues was teleported away, and the other was reluctant to live or die, and I don't know how it is now...

　　 The tall and thin Auror gave Mrs. Peter annoyed heavily, kicked her and rolled her around, and was about to speak out about Jack and the others...

At this moment, behind him, the silly little dwarf saw Mrs. Peter's miserable condition. For some reason, he felt a heartache inexplicably. Suddenly, he seemed to be crazy. He rushed up and bit the Auror's right hand with his teeth. ..

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! He let go.

　　 Mrs. Peter did not miss this opportunity, enduring the heart-wrenching pain in her abdomen, grabbed the wand that fell on the ground, and released the last magic hoarsely.

　　 "fainted!"

　　 The tall and thin Auror kicked Peter away. At this time he was too late to cast the spell. He could only stare into Mrs. Peter's eyes, hoping that the protective gloves would take effect.

　　 It is a pity that the beam of the spell has not been bounced again this time. Mrs. Peter's angry shattering spell has already exhausted the magic power of the protective gloves and cannot be reused in a short time...

　　 If only I had a protective ring...

　　 A thought flashed through Auror's mind, and then he was cursed and fell unconscious on the ground.

　　 Mrs. Peter crawled over without time to rejoice, and found the key to the magic shackles from the other party...

　　 "Quick...Little Dwarf...My child...come here, quickly!" Mrs. Peter shouted at Little Star excitedly.

　　 The little dwarf's memory has become very chaotic, but he can still instinctively feel that the old witch in front of him is close to him, otherwise he will not subconsciously attack the Auror when the other party is injured, so he leaned in and followed the order...

　　 Mrs. Peter ignored the injury on her abdomen, trembling with her palms, and unlocked Dwarf Star's shackles.

　　 then glanced at the sky again, her face suddenly changed, she grabbed Dwarf Star's clothes and shouted in a weak tone.

　　 "Please, think of something... and become a mouse, they are coming... they are coming!"

　　 "What? What are you talking about?" Little Dwarf looked confused, and some memories flashed in his mind.

　　 The restless dementors in the sky have already flown down. They have been aware of everything that is happening below, but the Auror has the advantage and has not received the order, so he dare not come down...

　　 But it's different now. These ugly monsters are swarming, like temple dogs on the prairie, preparing for a good meal!

　　 The whistling wind resounded across the island. It was the excited cry of the dementors...

　　 Mrs. Peter tried her best to protect Pettigrew under her body, repeating the words in Petty Star's ear over and over again, begging him to save himself...

　　 More and more memories are emerging from the little dwarf's brain, but they can't be connected in any way.

　　 Fortunately, his survival instinct forced him to spontaneously spread the magic power throughout his body, his body began to shrink slowly, and finally he became a mouse...

　　 "It's great... go quickly... go!" Seeing Peter finally transformed into the Animagus form, Mrs. Peter shed tears in excitement, and quickly urged her mouth.

　　 The gray-black mouse hesitated and didn't want to leave, even biting Mrs. Peter's sleeve with his mouth, as if he wanted to drag her away.

"No.. Leave me alone... I'm very old, I'm going to die... You can't save me, let's go! Hurry!" Mrs. Peter shook her head weakly, knowing the severity of her injuries. , I also felt that the vitality of the body was constantly being withdrawn.

　　 The gray-black mouse squeaked, seeming to be hesitating, but Mrs. Peter's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally tilted her head and lost her voice...

　　 A great sadness enveloped Little Dwarf's heart, the memory gushing out of the brain like a tide, but it still looks messy...

　　 "Who am I? Peter Pettigrew? A Death Eater?"

　　 Peter the dwarf muttered to himself, then shook his head again, thinking of another fragmentary memory.

　　 In his memory, he seemed to bend his knees to a little wizard, reprimanding the Dark Lord for his brutal rule...

　　 The messy memory made Little Dwarf's brain experience the pain of needle sticks. Seeing the disgusting monsters in the sky rushing down, Little Dwarf escaped here without hesitation and hastily...

　　 But instead of running to the outside world, he went to the inside of Azkaban,

The little dwarf who has recovered some sanity knows very well that it is not realistic for a mouse to wander the island and will soon be caught. It is better to go to Azkaban...hide under a prisoner, Maybe you can escape the search...

　　 Before the little star ran away, the dementors had already drifted down, and they were very angry, wandering around violently.

　　 Originally in their perception, there were three delicious foods underneath, but now two of them disappeared in their perception, and the remaining one was the Auror of the Ministry of Magic...

　　The angry dementors became more and more eager. They considered whether to kill the only living person present and absorb his soul...

　　 However, when they hesitated for a long time and were about to make up their minds, a group of flames appeared out of thin air on the empty ground, spreading suddenly and bursting open.

　　 Along with the phoenix's loud singing, the figure in the purple robe and white beard came out from the rising fire.

"It seems that I am a little late..." Dumbledore glanced at the unconscious Auror on the execution ground, and Mrs. Peter, who was badly wounded and bleeding to death in Auror costumes, quickly guessed here. What happened.

　　 The ignorant dementors were a little angry at Dumbledore's arrival. They swarmed up to absorb the old professor's soul, and then fled in horror...

　　 Because a faint blue phoenix flew out from the top of the wand in Dumbledore's hand and wandered around for a while, it forced the dementors to the sky again.

　　 After driving out these annoying monsters, Dumbledore took a few steps forward and checked the cause of Mrs. Peter's death to see if he could find some clues.

　　 At this moment, there were a few more spatial fluctuations, Fudge led a group of Aurors to hurriedly, Apparition appeared in the center of the venue.

　　 Seeing the shackles scattered on the ground and the Auror lying on the side, Fudge trembled, almost unable to stand still...

　　 "Who can tell me what the **** is going on?!" Fudge was furious, he was almost going crazy, if anyone knew that Peter Pettigrew managed to escape during the execution, it would be all over!

　　 "Albus?! Why are you here? You attacked the Aurors and the Dementors here~www.mtlnovel.com~ Let Peter Pettigrew away?"

　　 Fudge had almost lost his mind, he turned his head abruptly to look at Dumbledore, eager to find someone to take up the responsibility.

　　 "Connelly!" Dumbledore frowned and increased his tone. "I think you should be able to figure out what's going on here!"

　　 "Perhaps you can also ask this Mr. Auror!" Dumbledore waved his wand and lifted the coma spell cast by the Auror on the ground.

　　 After a while, the tall and thin Auror woke up. After seeing a few people on the court, he showed a look of horror on his face and hurriedly explained.

　　 "Your Excellency Minister! Just now Little Dwarf's mother, Mrs. Peter, changed the appearance of Jack with the compound decoction..."

　　 "I know! You just need you to tell me where is Peter Pettigrew now?!" Fudge interrupted the tall and thin Auror, almost squeezing this sentence out of his mouth.

　　 He came here only after receiving a notice from Arnold who was sent away by the door key. Of course, he knew exactly what had happened.

　　 But Fudge thought that when he arrived, he would see that Mrs. Peter had already been put down, and Pettigrew was well held here, or the soul sucked by the dementors...

　　 But he did not expect this to be the result. Although Mrs. Peter had died as he expected, the most important little star was gone!

　　 This makes Fudge very angry, how can a sixty or seventy-year-old witch rescue a death row from the tight control?

　　 And this is still in front of a few Aurors and a large number of dementors...

Thinking of this, Fudge stared at the tall and thin Auror in front of him.

　　 The latter stood trembling on the spot, his face like ashes, he knew that his career was over.

　　 "Connelly, I think now is not the time to be held accountable. Finding the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew as soon as possible is the most important thing." Dumbledore interrupted Fudge's reprimand.

　　 "Of course I know this!" Fudge said impatiently.

He was very disgusted by people pointing at him, but Fudge also understood that Dumbledore was not wrong, so he ordered the Aurors under his hands to carry the dementors and search the entire island in batches. !

　　 Unless Mrs. Peter brings two illegal door keys, Pettigrew should not be able to go too far!

　　 After Fudge gave a few words, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, his eyes closed, and suddenly he remembered something.

　　 "Albus, why did you appear here by such a coincidence?"

　　 Fudge was very puzzled. It was only ten minutes after Mrs. Peter attacked the execution ground. Even after receiving a report from Auror Arnold, he learned of what happened here.

　　 Why can Dumbledore arrive before him?

　　 Could it be that Arnold was the inner ghost that Dumbledore had planted in the Ministry of Magic, so before that guy reported to the Ministry,

　　 Or it is said that Dumbledore knew Mrs. Peter's overall plan at all, but refused to disclose it to him, so now he came to watch a joke, and even took the opportunity to oust himself, the Minister of Magic?

　　 Thinking of this, Fudge's eyes on Dumbledore became worse...

　　 But Dumbledore quickly answered.

"Connelly, I don't want to fight with you. This is meaningless! Trelawney gave a new prediction, which is related to Little Star and that person, so I came here specially for this reason. !" Dumbledore said seriously, staring at Fudge.

　　 "Prophecy?" Fudge felt ridiculous, he said with a sneer. "Ah... you want to tell me that there is a mad woman who happened to foresee that someone would rob the prison and save Dwarf Star?"

　　For some reason, Fudge deliberately avoided the person Dumbledore said, with a faint tremor in his words.

　　 "I think you know that too, don't you? It's time to face reality, Connelly! Another of her predictions is still kept in the Ministry of Magic."

　　 Dumbledore didn't mean to go around with Fudge, he straightforwardly repeated the content of the prophecy he had learned from Harry.

　　 "She said to me: Darkness is approaching, a huge shadow is covering the sky, and the servants of the Dark Lord will get out of trouble... The magic world is about to usher in a big change..."

　　 "No, it's impossible!" Hearing Dumbledore's words, Fudge only felt a chill on his back, and he retorted loudly in anger.

　　 Then, Fudge turned his head abruptly, and he was relieved when he found that the Aurors with him had gone to Peter, and no one heard them talking.

　　 "Why are you always staring at that person's affairs?! He is dead, Albus! He has been swept into the garbage heap of history! He will never get out!"

　　 Fudge suppressed his voice, talking hysterically, and after a pause, he continued. "Moreover, the current Ministry of Magic is not the same as the original Ministry. We have the ability to protect the magic world!"

　　 You probably don't have this ability...

　　 Dumbledore looked at Fudge with pity, and didn't make any comments on his remarks, just indifferently reminded him.

　　 "It's useless to escape, one day we will face him again! This day should be almost here..."

　　 Fudge was stunned in place, his iron-green face changed again and again, and Dumbledore in front of him had disappeared in a burst of flames.

　　 A few hours later, the searched Aurors gradually returned, fully reporting the situation, and brought the Auror who had been stunned by Mrs. Peter in Azkaban before.

　　 "So you didn't find the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew? What a waste!"

　　 Fudge, who was in a bad mood, immediately vented all his anger on these Aurors, and the verbal abuse lasted for more than half an hour before stopping.

　　 The Aurors involved in the incident were punished by Fudge for serious malfeasance!

　　 After venting his emotions, Fudge started to have a headache and the subsequent effects of this incident. If the escape of Pettigrew spreads out, it will definitely be a major blow to his reputation as the Minister of Magic.

　　 "No one is allowed to say anything about today, Peter Pettigrew has died under the dementor's kiss at noon today! Understand?" Fudge stared at the Aurors before him.

　　 The Aurors nodded solemnly.

　　 Fudge did not say anything more when he saw this. This time he brought some trustworthy people. Without his order, he would not spread the matter randomly...

　　 Immediately afterwards, Fudge waved his hand, allowing the Auror to expand and continue searching for the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew...

　　 But Fudge knew in his heart that finding a small mouse in such a large area was nothing short of a fantasy.

　　 Not to mention that the other party may have already left through the door key.

　　Even if Mrs. Peter did not bring the second door key, Pettigrew only needs a magic wand. Without entering the interior of Azkaban~www.mtlnovel.com~ you can use Phantom to leave here...

　　...

　　 "Come out, they are gone!"

　　 At the same time, in a prison deep in Azkaban, a husky and low female voice resounded.

　　 A mouse slowly crawled out of her sleeve and squeaked a few times, as if to thank her.

The Auror's previous search operations were very rigorous, almost sweeping the entire Azkaban. If it hadn't been for the other party to hide him in his clothes, he would be fooled by adding other Death Eaters pretending to be crazy. The Auror who came to inspect.

　　 "Don't thank you for being so early... Little Dwarf..." The woman leaning against the wall was very haggard. She smiled deep, her eyes revealed a crazy and fierce look...

　　 "We are not saving you for nothing, saving you is just saving ourselves..." The cell on the other side of the prison also heard crazy shouts.

　　 "We need you to find the Dark Lord, help him... and then come back and save us..."

　　...

　　 The words that kept coming from everywhere made Peter only curl up and tremble, he murmured. "I don't know what to do, I don't remember anything... I'll be arrested as soon as I go out! Those Aurors won't let me go..."

　　 "Are you scared?" The crazy woman grabbed Peter by the tail and looked at him viciously.

　　 Peter shook his head abruptly, and quickly expressed his loyalty to the Dark Lord.

　　What's the point of death?

　　 He was afraid of delaying the great cause of the Dark Lord...

The loyal Peter did not win the trust of the Death Eaters.

　　 But these Death Eaters are also very aware that the only one who has hope of escape here is Peter!

　　 "We will help you!" The crazy woman looked at Peter sullenly. "After some time the Aurors relax their vigilance, and we will create some riots to facilitate your escape. As for you, the black mark on your body will naturally guide you after you go out."

　　 Seeing Peter nodded, she turned to look outside the cell and continued to inquire.

　　 "Then who is willing to sacrifice?!"

　　 The depths of Azkaban were suddenly silent. If you want to help the little dwarf escape successfully, it will naturally cause a big riot.

　　 And recently, those Aurors are probably in a state of nervous tension. If they cause trouble, they will probably become the target of Aurors' anger, and the possibility of being executed is very high!

　　 But the silence lasted only a few seconds, and soon someone burst into laughter.

　　 "Let me go, I will be crazy if I stay here anymore"

　　 "Hey, add me and let us make a big fuss"

　　 More and more people have spoken out. Those who can be locked in the depths of Azkaban are all Death Eaters who are loyal to Voldemort and are naturally willing to die for them.

　　 "Enough! If we are all dead, what shall we do? This action only requires three people! In addition, we need to plan well!" The crazy woman scolded them.

　　 The Death Eaters also gradually recovered their calm and began to discuss with each other, but Peter kept shivering in the corner.

　　At the same time, in the principal's office at Hogwarts,

　　 Dumbledore walked out of it with a rising flame.

　　 "Professor Dumbledore, how is the situation?" Ivan took a few steps immediately and asked eagerly.

　　 Harry, Ron, Hermione and others also looked at Dumbledore with expectant eyes.

"It seems that I was a little late. Just as the prophecy said, Peter Pettigrew escaped, and his mother saved him!" Dumbledore shook his head and said a little bit by the way. Down.

　　 When they learned that Pettigrew's mother, Mrs. Peter, had died in Azkaban and used her own life to facilitate Pettigrew's escape, Harry and others were silent, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

　　 Ivan reminded him with a thought. "Professor, since Pettigrew escaped not long ago, can't we use that one?"

　　 It was hard to catch Pettigrew. Ivan didn't want his efforts to be wasted, so he thought of the time converter.

　　 As long as you use this thing to go back a few hours ago and squat on the execution ground to guard Peter, can he still run?

　　 Dumbledore gave Ivan a surprised look. Of course he could understand the meaning of Ivan's words, so he retorted. "Halse, you should know it, history cannot be changed! Peter was gone when I got to the execution ground"

　　 "That's right, but there is no other way, right? For example, we can choose to catch him after that!" Ivan frowned, and soon found a solution.

　　Since the history of Dwarf's escape cannot be changed, use the time converter to confirm his whereabouts and then capture him again.

　　 Ivan didn't believe that Dumbledore would not have thought of this.

　　 "Your proposal is very good" Dumbledore nodded in agreement, but before Ivan was happy, he continued. "It's a pity that I have already returned that thing to the Ministry of Magic"

　　 Ivan frowned in disappointment, how could it be such a coincidence.

　　 "Ivan, Professor Dumbledore, what are you talking about?" Harry looked at them confusedly and couldn't help but ask.

　　 Ron did the same, completely unable to understand the meaning of the conversation between Ivan and Dumbledore.

　　 Only Hermione understood and guessed something, and understood that it should be related to the time converter.

　　 "We are just discussing a way to find a small dwarf star." Dumbledore didn't explain much, and after a simple sentence, he changed the subject.

　　 "In short, I will continue to pay attention to Peter Pettigrew. If the Ministry of Magic finds it, I will notify you as soon as possible."

　　 After learning some details, the four people who rushed to report back were disappointed, but they had expected the result before they came, and they only wanted to confirm the authenticity of Dumbledore.

　　 Before leaving, Ivan glanced at the corner on the right side of the principal's room, and then turned and left with Harry and the others.

When the guardian beast slowly fell outside, the rumbling sounded, and in the shadow of the corner, Snape took advantage of the opportunity to relieve the phantom spell he had imposed on him, put a bottle of golden potion on the table, turned his head and looked at the door, abject Said.

　　 "He should have found me!"

　　 "Yes, this kid has always been so sharp and intelligent" Dumbledore admired, took the potion on the table and drank it.

　　 But the unfriendly smell of the potion made Dumbledore frowned, he complained. "Severus, I think you might need to improve this potion, like adding a little sugar next time?"

"As if you don't worry about violent death~www.mtlnovel.com~ I can try it next time." Seeing Dumbledore who was still thinking about joking, Snape's heart rose with anger, and he continued coldly. Talking.

"Now that Peter Pettigrew has run away, he will be desperate to find the Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord will soon become stronger with help. You should use the time converter to capture Peter Pettigrew as Hals suggested. That's right!

　　 That thing should still be there, isn't it? I remember that the Ministry of Magic will only request the return of those magic items applied for last school year at the end of the school year"

　　 Snape said eagerly. He couldn't understand why Dumbledore would sit by and watch Pettigrew escape. Now it was clear that there was a way to remedy it.

　　 "But I don't have much time, Severus!"

　　 Dumbledore interrupted Snape's words, appearing very calm, there were hardly many waves in the words, and after a short pause, he continued.

　　 "According to the prophecy, Voldemort will eventually recover. It doesn't matter who comes, Peter or anyone else. The problem is that he will return back sooner rather than later!"

"You only have one year! Do you expect to completely destroy the Dark Lord in this year?" Snape looked at Dumbledore in amazement, guessing Dumbledore's thoughts, and because of this he couldn't believe it. .

　　 Then Snape woke up suddenly and said word by word.

　　 "Or do you have found a way to destroy him?"

You look up to me, Severus! I can only say that I have some clues! "Dumbledore said slowly, shaking his head.

　　 According to his guess, Tom's Horcrux has a total of six

　　 Now that the three pieces of diary, crown and ring have been destroyed, he also found the fourth one.

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

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

　　 Listening to Dumbledore's words, Snape frowned. He thought that Dumbledore had a complete plan to allow Dwarf Star to escape, but he didn't expect it to be such a result.

　　 Snape was very dissatisfied. He felt that Dumbledore was too risky. Since he is not sure, then he should let the Dark Lord continue to sink!

　　 Dumbledore saw some of Snape's thoughts, he sighed and said slowly. "Severus, if you know more about it, you will find that Voldemort's affairs are actually not that important."

"He may be resurrected now. By then, the magic world will be full of blood and blood. You tell me that it doesn't matter?" Snape looked at Dumbledore questioningly. He doubted whether the centenarian in front of him was caused by the Dark Lord. The Horcrux hurt his head and was dizzy.

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

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

　　 "You told me earlier that the suppression effect of the potion on this injury can last for about a year. What if the suppression effect fails after a year? The backlog of corrosive power will burst out immediately and kill me?"

　　 Snape hesitated before he said something.

　　 "That's not enough, 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 comes easier!" Snape warned.

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

　　 So he is not sure whether he should use some other means to make his time more abundant.

　　 [Darkness approaches the shadows and envelopes the sky, the servants of the Dark Lord will get out of trouble, the magic world is about to usher in a big change]

　　 Dumbledore was thinking of Trelawney's prediction in his head, considering whether it was worth it.

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

　　 However, Dumbledore thought for a while, as if thinking of something, looked at a letter on the table, suddenly became happy, and he said.

"Ah, I almost forgot. One thing hasn't had time to tell Hals that the Merlin Knights' reply has arrived, and they gladly agreed to the Merlin Medal application! Soon Hals will be the smallest level in history. Merlin Medal winner"

　　 Snape's face went completely black, and he flicked his sleeves away angrily. He shouldn't have any expectations.

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

　　 "According to the analysis of the content of the prophecy, Peter must have gone to the mysterious person, and it is likely to help the mysterious person return," Hermione analyzed.

　　 "That's just your guess. The prediction doesn't seem to mention this at all? And Professor Trelawney has always been crazy, who knows if she talks nonsense," Ron retorted with a hint of luck.

　　 He felt that it was impossible for the mysterious person to resurrect, and Professor Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic would never allow such a thing to happen.

　　 Harry didn't think so. Trelawney successfully predicted the escape of Pettigrew, so he was more inclined that this prediction was true, so he quickly quarreled with Ron.

　　 Ivan, who was thinking about something, was interrupted by their arguing words, and couldn't help but reminded him.

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

　　 Ivan feels that Harry, Ron, and Hermione are now entangled in Voldemort's resurrection, meaningless, but now they can do nothing in the third grade, not to add chaos is the best help!

　　Under Ivan's reminder, Harry and Ron remembered that it was Exam Week two days later. They all changed their faces. When they returned to the lounge, they immediately picked up the book and opened it, looking like they were studying hard.

　　 It's just that Ivan still saw from their erratic eyes and the pages that hadn't been turned for a long time, that Harry and Ron were still worried about the safety of the magical world and had no intention of reviewing them.

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

　　 In addition to explaining some simple transfiguration principles, you have to turn the teapot into a tortoise

　　 This is naturally easy for Ivan. The transformed tortoise 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, you passed the award, there is still a lot to improve my level of polymorphism!" Ivan said modestly.

　　 In fact, he did think so.

After hearing the content of the prophecy from Harry's mouth, Ivan became urgent. His current strength is far worse than that of Ups and Downs. He needs to upgrade at least one level and raise his magic level to seven. Self-protection

　　 Otherwise, I would like to find a way to increase my mana reserves and use blood magic as a regular magic

　　 But it is obviously not easy to do both

　　 Ivan walked out of the examination room with a headache.

　　 Harry and Ron also had a bitter face. They were full of Peter's things yesterday, and they didn't remember a lot of content at all. They could only guess at the exam, and didn't know if they were right.

　　Even Hermione was struggling with the mistakes in the examination room, because she felt that she became a turtle like a turtle. I wonder if Professor McGonagall would mind this.

　　 After lunch, everyone rushed to the exam venue for the curse class. The exam paper given by Professor Flitwick was also very simple. You only need to be able to release the Happy Curse proficiently to pass it!

　　 It's just that this simplicity is relative to Ivan, for most of the little wizards, this is a very challenging spell.

　　 There is always someone who can't control the intensity of the spell's power.

　　 Harry was a bit too nervous because of too much nervousness. Ron, who was with him, burst into hysterical laughter, which lasted more than an hour without stopping, and Ron's face was stiff.

　　 There was even a little wizard who secretly smirked during the exam, trying to pass the test. It was obvious that Professor Flitwick was easily caught out, and only got the lowest evaluation.

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

　　 Hermione pursed her lips and nodded.

　　 Ivan whispered the spell, waved his wand, and a blue light beam hit 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 of getting along with Ivan. The corners of her mouth gradually rose, and finally she chuckled.

　　 "It's this kind of smile from the heart! It's great!" Professor Flitwick who was on the side applauded and said loudly.

The other little wizards in Professor 　　 who were waving their magic wands also turned their heads to check the situation there.

"The real happiness curse is to inspire the memory of the person being casted, and let the other person feel happy naturally. This is what Hals did very well." Professor Flitwick explained and gave it to Ivan on the spot. Minute!

　　 Until the result of the test, Hermione kept a smile on the corner of her mouth after she walked out of the classroom, and she was in a very happy mood. She stopped being irritable and ignoring him like she did a few days ago.

　　 Their relationship seemed to go back to the past. When reviewing homework in the evening, the little witch was able to ask him questions freely.

　　 It's just that Ivan is very clear that the effect of the happiness curse will gradually deteriorate, and it will not last long, and it will disappear after a night's sleep.

　　 However, what Ivan didn't expect was that when I met in the auditorium the next morning, Hermione's attitude did not change much. It seemed that the effect of the Happy Curse still remained on her body.

　　 "It's weird, can my happiness curse last so long?" Ivan was very puzzled, muttering to himself, did his magic level unknowingly improve?

　　 Hermione who heard Ivan's whisper next to him glared at him

"Ron, Ivan, Hermione, it seems that we have to hurry up, and the next is the exam for the magical animal protection class!" In the auditorium, an impatient Harry ate a few pieces of cakes and looked at the time. , Hurriedly urged.

　　 "I see, I really hope he doesn't find a big spider to give us the exam this time!" Ron swallowed a small steak, burped, and said complainingly.

　　 Ivan shook his head funny when he heard Ron's complaint.

　　 Without the trial of Buckbeak in the original time and space, Hagrid has maintained his consistent style in the last few classes.

Not only did they bring the horsemen, unicorns and other magical creatures they knew, but even planned to let them dive into the lake to make friends with the mermaids there. They almost made a misunderstanding and were kicked out by the mermaids with a fork. Fortunately, No one was injured

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

　　 Fortunately, Hagrid was still a bit brainy. After everyone arrived at the test site, they didn't see the scary three-headed dog, or the smelly giant, and some were a group of weird creatures locked in a cage.

　　 They look weird, like they are made out of various creatures. There are aquatic and terrestrial ones.

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

　　 "What the **** is this? Where did you dig it out of the mud?" Malfoy said with a sneer.

　　 "No, no, no! These are the little cuties that I carefully nurtured, and I believe you will like them!" Hagrid retorted, shaking his head, his voice as loud as a large amplifier in his throat.

　　 Harry and others glanced at the weird creatures that grew 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. He was very happy to give everyone a cage, and said carelessly.

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

　　 "Why should we help you raise a bunch of weird creatures? You're **** big, I want to tell my dad!" Malfoy said in disgust, and he didn't want to get close to strange creatures of unknown origin.

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

　　 I don't know if it was revenge. When Hagrid allocated the cages, he threw a stinky fish to Malfoy for research.

　　 After a few hours, Malfoy was tortured almost crazy

It's been tossing like this all morning~www.mtlnovel.com~ Tired Ivan, Harry and others complained back to the Gryffindor lounge. What surprised them was that Sirius was waiting for them there. .

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

　　 "You all come and read this newspaper!"

　　 Ivan took a curious look, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione also leaned forward.

　　 The shining headline reads the news that Peter Pettigrew has come down. The following content is all praise for the Ministry of Magic's strict enforcement.

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

　　 "No way! Professor Dumbledore would have told us that way!" Ivan shook his head, breaking his illusion.

"In addition, look at the time when Peter was executed. It was on the day he ran away, and the news was only reported after such a long time. It was mostly false news. The Ministry of Magic was probably trying to cover up the news of Peter's escape so that everyone Thought Peter was dead"

　　 Ivan easily guessed the routine of the Ministry of Magic.

　　 In the past few months, the negative news of dementor riots, mistaking war heroes as Death Eaters and imprisoning them has caused Fudge to be overwhelmed. If Dwarf's escape is reported, then Fudge, the Minister of Magic, needn't be a minister!

　　 So concealing this news is Fudge's only choice!

Thinking of this, Ivan shook his head again. This was a good opportunity to take down Fudge. If Dumbledore used this to make a fuss, he might have taken Fudge down.

　　 It is a pity that now the old professor has been conspired by the Horcrux ring, and time is running out. It is estimated that he has no intention of seeking the post of Minister of Magic...

　　 When Ivan sighed, Harry on the side flushed angrily.

　　 "How dare they do this!" Harry didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be so shameless. He just opened his eyes and said nonsense.

　　 Ron and Hermione had the same angry expressions on their faces.

　　 Sirius sighed, and Harry had told him about Peter's escape from Azkaban a few days ago.

　　 He was initially bored because of this, and when he saw such a report today, he almost couldn't help but want to go to the Daily Prophet, asking him what happened!

　　 Earlier, Sirius was idle, thinking about whether to find a job, and even considered becoming an Auror, but after this incident, he was completely disappointed with the Ministry of Magic...

"Forget it, let's not talk about Peter's bad things, let's be happy!" Sirius didn't want to make Harry and others too angry because of these unchangeable things, so he changed the subject and looked at Ivan said.

　　 "Congratulations, Ivan! You are about to become the youngest first-class Merlin Medal winner ever!"

　　 Ivan was taken aback first, and then quickly reacted, somewhat surprised. "They finally agreed? It's really not easy..."

　　 Although Ivan has long known that it is a certainty that he won the Merlin Medal of the First Class, he did not confirm that it felt a little unreliable after all.

　　 "Gosh, is this true?" Hermione put Peter's story aside, looked at Ivan and Sirius in surprise, and continued to speak.

　　 "As far as I know, those who can get the Merlin Medal of the First Class are all well-known big people. Professor Dumbledore is the recipient of the Merlin First Class!"

　　 "No, it's written on it! According to you, Ivan is now considered a well-known big man." Sirius pointed to the Daily Prophet, jokingly.

　　 Harry and the others noticed that the second page of the Daily Prophet reported that the Hogwarts principal Dumbledore and the Minister of Magic Fudge had jointly nominated Ivan for the Merlin Medal.

　　 At the end of the report, the leader of the Merlin Knights also responded, praising Ivan for his outstanding contributions to the magic world over the years, and agreed to the nomination application.

　　 "Congratulations, Ivan!" Harry congratulated.

　　 "That's a Merlin Medal. I bet that if Percy knew about it, he would be jealous!" Ron said very enviously.

　　 "The Minister of Magic Fudge did something right this time, or I would doubt whether he has any brains." Sirius' words were sharp, and the Ministry's repeated actions really disgusted him.

　　 Ivan rolled his eyes. The reason Fudge was willing to nominate him was entirely because he had made concessions as Dumbledore in the first place.

　　 Naturally, this cannot be explained to Sirius and others.

However, Ivan looked at the time stated at the end of the newspaper and found that the Merlin Knights gave out the medals very quickly this time. They didn't grind as before, but chose it after three days. It just happened that they finished the exam and proceeded to their studies. When summarizing.

　　 Thinking of getting a little bit of legend soon, Ivan's urgency was slightly relaxed, and then he remembered another thing, looked at Sirius, and asked.

　　 "By the way, Sirius, can I be a guest at your house this summer vacation?"

　　 Ivan did not forget that one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, the Slytherin locket, is now stored in the old house of the Black family.

　　 It might be that this thing was taken away like the original time and space, and in the end it was strenuous to retrieve it, and it is safer to get it and destroy it as soon as possible.

　　 This is also Voldemort's fourth Horcrux. Once destroyed, the Dark Lord will only rely on the Hufflepuff Golden Cup hidden in the Gringotts and Harry, the human Horcrux.

　　 If calculated properly, it would not be impossible to destroy all the Horcruxes before Voldemort's resurrection and send him away in one wave!

　　 Sirius certainly doesn't know Ivan's calculations, but he welcomes Ivan's visit as a guest.

　　 "In fact, even if you don't tell me, I want to invite you, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. You are also welcome to come and sit with me during the summer vacation." Sirius said with a smile.

　　Hermione and Ron said they would definitely come if they were free during the summer vacation!

　　 Harry happily agreed directly. He had realized one thing now that although Professor Dumbledore would not allow him to move, it did not mean that he had to stay at his uncle's house all summer vacation.

　　 "Then we're done!" Ivan said, suddenly feeling tired, a third-grade little wizard, even worrying about the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

　　 This is too difficult...

　　 But my heart is tired and I am tired, Ivan is very clear in his heart that he destroyed two of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and also destroyed Voldemort's resurrection plan when he was in the first grade. Liangzi had already settled.

　　 After the resurrection of the Dark Lord, it is definitely a big trouble for him.

　　 So it is better to take the initiative to destroy the Slytherin locket, Dumbledore will not need to be weakened by a fake Horcrux like the original time and space, maybe it can continue for a while.

　　 Ivan and others chatted with Sirius happily in the Gryffindor lounge for a whole morning, and then re-invested in the intense potions exam in the afternoon.

　　 For Harry and Ron, this test is as difficult as a trial in hell.

Snape wandered around them all the time~www.mtlnovel.com~ Harry accidentally made a mistake when he was nervous, and the corners of Snape's mouth immediately rose up, holding a quill pen to write on the record booklet. Draw.

　　 Harry was dizzy when the exam was over, he thought he must be done this time.

　　 "Why is Snape always targeting us? Staring at us?" Ron, who walked out of the examination room, was also angrily cursing.

　　 "Didn't Sirius and Professor Lupin tell us? It's the contradiction of the previous generation. They and Snape have never dealt with each other in their student days." Ivan explained.

"So just because my father had a conflict with Snape when he was a student, he remembered it to this day?" Harry thought it was ridiculous. After decades, Snape actually planned to retaliate against him. .

　　 "You can understand it that way..." Ivan shrugged, but he still needs to add a hatred of taking his wife.