Hogwarts Blood Wizard

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 where the fourth piece was hidden.

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

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

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

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

Dumbledore saw some of Snape's thoughts, and he sighed and said slowly."Severus, if you know more 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 looked at him with certainty.

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 for a moment before he spoke.

"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 is 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 was not sure whether he would use some other means to make his time more abundant.

[Darkness approaches and the shadow covers 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]

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

"Ah, I almost forgot. There was one thing before Hals had time to tell. The Merlin Knights' reply has arrived. They gladly agreed to the Merlin Medal application! Soon Hals will be the smallest level ever. 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 said analytically.

"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 said 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 no use thinking about it now. Peter Pettigrew has already run away. It's the Ministry of Magic's business to find him. We can't intervene at all. 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 make trouble is the best help!

Under Ivan's reminder, Harry and Ron remembered that it was Exam Week two days later, and their faces changed. 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 they hadn't 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 made countless little wizards nervous finally arrived. For a time,

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

This is naturally easy for Ivan, and 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're overwhelmed, there is still a lot to improve my transfiguration level!" 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 from that of Ups and Downs. He needs to upgrade at least one level to increase his magic level to seven. Self-protection

Otherwise, I think of ways to increase my mana reserves and use blood magic as 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. Many of the contents were not remembered at all. During the exam, they could only guess without knowing whether they were right.

Even Hermione was struggling with the mistakes in the examination room, because she felt that she had become 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!

But this simplicity is relative to Ivan, for most of the little wizards, this is a very challenging spell.

Someone can't control the intensity of the spell's power.

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

There was even a little wizard secretly smirking while discussing the exam in an attempt to pass the test. The result was obviously that Professor Flitwick was easily caught out, only to get 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 and waved his wand, 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 with Ivan. The corners of her mouth gradually rose, and finally she chuckled slightly.

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

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

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

Until the result of the exam, Hermione kept a smile at 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 have gone back to the past. When reviewing homework in the evening, the little witch freely asked him questions.

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

However, beyond Ivan's expectation, when meeting in the auditorium the next morning, Hermione's attitude did not change much. It seemed that the effect of the happiness 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, 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 cakes and looked at the time. , Hurriedly urged.

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

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. No one was injured

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

Fortunately, Hagrid still had some brains. 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 up of various creatures. There are aquatic and terrestrial ones.

Had Ivan not 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 hell is this? Where did you dig it out of the mud?" Malfoy sneered.

"No, no, no! These are the little cuties I carefully cultivated, 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 the others glanced at the strange creatures in the cage, thinking that they might never like it.

It's a pity that Hagrid didn't care about everyone's complaints at all. 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 fucking silly, I'm going to tell my dad about this!" Malfoy said disgustedly, 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!

Not knowing if it was revenge, Hagrid threw a stinky fish to Malfoy to study when he allocated the cage.

After a few hours, Malfoy was tortured going crazy

After tossing like this all morning, tired Ivan, Harry and others complained about returning to the Gryffindor lounge. What surprised them was that Sirius was waiting for them there.

"Harry, Ivan" Sirius greeted after seeing Harry and the others, 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 fallen, and 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.

"Also, 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 the dementor riots and the mistaking of the war hero as a Death Eater 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!