Peter looked stunned, but as an adult wizard of normal intelligence, he was able to quickly discern something remarkable from Ivan's words.
"If you've figured it out, drink the potion. I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense!" Ivan said, handing over the improved Polyjuice Potion.
Peter took it with a slight tremble, not daring to disobey. In his mind, Ivan was worse than the Dark Lord.
When he thought about how familiar the layout was when he came in, Peter almost cried…
If he could, he would rather not know anything…
However, as a fence-sitter with no integrity, Peter knew that if he wanted to keep his life, he had to show his worth, so he did not care what Ivan had in his hand and drank it all in one gulp…
Ivan was surprised by Peter's cooperative response. He thought Peter would refuse to try the potion, as he had done before.
Peter breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that the young wizard was only using him as an experiment and that his life was not in danger.
Ivan was a little embarrassed to experiment on Peter.
"Master, your herbs…" While Ivan was brewing the potion, Peter took the initiative to prepare the ingredients and handed them over.
Ivan was surprised at how Peter addressed him, and even more uncomfortable. He turned to Peter and said playfully, "Isn't your master the Dark Lord?"
He must be trying to test my loyalty! Peter immediately realized this and immediately burst into tears, berating the Dark Lord for his cruelty and evil, and stating that he had long since changed and cut ties with the Dark Lord!
Peter then extolled Ivan's achievements over the course of several years…
He felt that if he licked it fast enough, he would not be abandoned!
However, the more he spoke, the more shocked Peter became. Only then did he realize that this third-year wizard in front of him had unknowingly done something that many adult wizards could not do!
The flattering words gradually became more sincere, and Peter could not help but feel that a talented, cruel, and ambitious young wizard like Ivan might be a good choice.
As for the Dark Lord, who had lost his powers? He was nothing!
Ivan, of course, did not lose himself in Peter's adulation, but rather gained a new appreciation of the man's shamelessness, and was more patient than he had expected in the face of a junior wizard in his third year being able to swallow his pride and call himself a servant.
However, thanks to Peter's active cooperation, the research was much more efficient than Ivan had expected.
In just one night, the various data on the improved potions were confirmed. It could be said that the improvement work had been completed!
Before dawn, Ivan instructs Peter Pettigrew to revert to his Animagus form.
There was a slight hesitation on Peter's face.
"Don't worry, I'm done with my potion research, and this is the last day!" Ivan said reassuringly.
"Thank you, Master, for your grace!" Peter's tears of joy finally ended.
Peter soon shrank to the size of a mouse, believing that Ivan must have seen through his efforts and was merciful enough to spare him.
Perhaps he would soon gain Ivan's trust and follow the rising star of the wizarding world instead of hiding here as a pet.
Peter was lost in his fantasy when a voice called out…
"I forgot everything!"
Peter's horrified expression appeared on his face and he lost consciousness.
Ivan put down his wand, picked up the mouse, and left the Room of Requirement.
Ivan, who knew Peter very well, was certainly not going to take in this new servant.
No amount of solicitude could wash away the fact that Peter had betrayed his best friend. Yvonne could not believe it!
Not to mention that Peter was so ugly!
So, sorry… Ugly Rejection!
…
The rest of the day passed in the blink of an eye. After the last lesson, Ivan took the Invisibility Cloak and the potion to make sure everything was in order, then headed for the empty classroom.
Hermione arrived early and sat reading a book, oblivious to Ivan's approach.
"Black-magic decryption? Since when are you interested in such books?" Yvonne asked curiously, remembering that Hermione never read them.
"Ah… Ivan? You're here…" Hermione, who was reading the book seriously, was shocked. The little witch covered the book with a bang and said.
Ivan shook his head, ignoring Hermione's attempt to sneak a peek at the Dark Arts book. It was normal for her to be curious about forbidden things at her age, and it would be easier to deal with her later.
With this in mind, Ivan went off to brew the potion, intending to do the same thing again, but when the potion was ready, Hermione was still flipping through the pages, and she did not seem to be sleepy at all.
Yvonne patted her head, suddenly remembering that Hermione had been resting quite well lately, and that the smell of brewing medicine was not enough to knock out the little witch.
Should he slip a little bit of the Elixir of Life and Death into her mouth?
Ivan ran through all the bad ideas in his head, but none of them seemed safe enough to be seen through.
Hermione suddenly stopped what she was doing and came over with the book. She was about to say something when she saw the potion brewing in the cauldron.
"Ivan, are you brewing the Elixir of Life and Death?" Hermione asked, giving Ivan a suspicious look. She remembered smelling the potion before she fell asleep…
Also, she was certain that Ivan must have left her that night when she fell asleep, or the note would not have been in her hand.
Ivan felt a headache coming on as Hermione's expression became more and more uncomfortable. As expected, clever people were the worst. Since it was impossible to hide the truth from her, Ivan decided to test her.
"Hermione, I need the Time-Turner for something. Can you lend it to me for a while?"
Hermione was immediately more convinced that Ivan was behind the last time she fell asleep, and she rolled her eyes at him, but took the Time-Turner off her neck and held it in her hand.
However, Hermione did not give it to Ivan immediately. Instead, she looked at him seriously and said, "But you said that when you use the Time-Turner, you will take me with you wherever you go…"
"Not this time!" Ivan was very serious. Even he could not guarantee his own safety in Knockturn Alley, let alone a third year witch.