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Chapter 103: 103: Picking Up The Senior

On the third day after Christmas, Ivan and Yuumi arrived at Diagon Alley.

After waiting for a while at the Leaky Cauldron, the doorbell rang, and a girl with long Curly Blonde hair walked in—it was Penelope.

She was carrying a small box, and when she spotted Ivan sipping a butterbeer nearby, she quickly made her way over to him.

"Happy Christmas holiday," Penelope greeted him with a smile, then waved to Yuumi. "Hello to you too, cute little cat."

"Meow~~"

Yuumi clearly liked Penelope, hopping into her arms and playing contentedly.

"Another butterbeer, please," Ivan called to old Tom at the counter, then turned to Penelope. "You must be tired from the journey. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"Thank you; butterbeer is perfect," she replied, picking up the glass he'd ordered for her and taking a sip.

As Penelope enjoyed her drink, Ivan tapped his fingers and used a Shrinking Charm to make her gifts smaller, tucking them into his pocket.

The Traceless Extension Charm couldn't be used just anywhere, so he had left his bag at home. However, with the Shrinking Charm, he didn't find it much of a drawback.

Moreover, with many adult wizards around in the Leaky Cauldron, casting spells here wouldn't attract a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic.

"Impressive wandless casting!"

The wizard nearby noticed Ivan's spellwork, his eyes widening in disbelief. "I've never seen a young wizard with your level of magic power."

Ivan just smiled and tilted his head, replying casually, "Maybe I just work a little harder."

"..."

The wizard decided not to pursue the conversation further for his own sanity. Every now and then, the wizarding world produced a few prodigies, after all.

"Finished?" Penelope asked, referring to the issue of the Trace.

Ivan gave a slight shrug, looking a bit helpless. "Not yet, but it's not too much of a problem."

"That's good to hear." Penelope seemed assured that Ivan would eventually resolve the Trace issue. She continued, "Where to next? And Hermione—will she be joining us?"

"Hermione's spending Christmas with her family; they planned a holiday trip together."

Penelope raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised.

She had assumed Hermione would be joining them, but it seemed this was to be some private time with Ivan.

Thankfully, as a senior, Penelope maintained her composure. The older sisterly calm reassured her—there was nothing to worry about.

After all, it's not clear who'll be at a disadvantage in the end!

"Where are we going next?" Penelope asked.

"My home," Ivan replied directly. He downed his butterbeer in one gulp and then left the bar with Penelope.

"Senior, could you hand me your wand?" he asked.

"Oh, okay."

Penelope trusted Ivan so much that she handed him her wand without hesitation, pulling it smoothly from her sleeve.

Ivan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Senior, it's best to be more cautious in the future," he advised, noting that her sense of precaution was a bit too relaxed, even if she trusted him.

"But the one standing in front of me now is my junior, Ivan, isn't it?" she said with a slight smile.

"And drop the 'junior' part, please. It's quite rude to a guy," Ivan replied with a smirk, taking the wand in his hand. He then applied the results of his recent research in the wardrobe's secret realm to temporarily restrict the wand's function.

"Alright, it won't last long, just a few minutes," Ivan explained, raising his arm and gesturing for Penelope to hold on.

Understanding his intent, Penelope reached out without hesitation.

In the next instant, with a sharp "pop!" they both vanished, reappearing a moment later in front of Ivan's newly purchased manor.

"Apparition!" Penelope gasped. "You've already learned this?"

"Nothing surprising," Ivan replied with a slight grin. "After all, I'm Headmaster Dumbledore's favorite student."

"Uh… right," Penelope muttered, momentarily speechless. Apparition was normally taught in seventh year, so having the headmaster train him was indeed exceptional.

"Where is this?" she asked, glancing around at the quiet surroundings. The manor was far from the city center, isolated and serene.

"My home of course."

"Ah?"

The senior knew Ivan was wealthy, but seeing such a large manor made her feel like he could easily be mistaken for a descendant of an ancient pure-blood family.

"Not bad, right?" Ivan remarked with a grin. "It's just a pity I live here alone."

"Well, if you count yourself, there are two of us now."

"Does that make a difference?" Penelope asked, somewhat puzzled. She didn't see how much difference it would make; with just the two of them, such a large villa would still be so quiet at night it might feel eerie.

"Let's transform it together," Ivan suggested, getting to the heart of why he'd invited her. Penelope would offer suggestions, and Ivan would handle the magic.

Together, they worked on turning the manor into a welcoming space for their friends in the mysterious side.

"I've been studying the Fidelius Charm recently," Ivan mentioned. "It's an ancient and powerful magic that can hide a secret within someone's soul."

"I've heard of it," Penelope replied, nodding thoughtfully.

The Fidelius Charm was indeed intricate. It could hide a person's secret forever in the soul of a chosen keeper. The secret would remain concealed in the keeper's heart, undiscoverable by any means unless the keeper willingly disclosed it.

"As long as the keeper doesn't reveal it," Ivan continued, "even if a thief pressed his nose right against the living room glass, he wouldn't see a thing."

"Before, I was contemplating how to remove the Trace on you," Ivan said thoughtfully. "Then it occurred to me—since we already have the Fidelius Charm, why waste energy on solving the Trace directly?"

As long as we use the Fidelius Charm, we can conceal this manor within someone's soul. This way, any spells cast within the manor won't be detected by the Trace.

The principle here is similar to creating a larger oath that overrides the original agreement.

"I studied it for a long time and realized this is the best approach to bypass the contract," Ivan explained.

"As Professor Flitwick always said, magic should be used to counteract magic."

Ivan had also considered simply severing the contract, using spatial isolation from the secret world. The method he'd just used to seal Penelope's wand had come from there as well.

"But it's quite challenging to sever it entirely," Ivan continued. "The Trace isn't really a thread; its structure is far more complex than we might imagine."

He paused, considering how best to explain it. "We may have underestimated the Ministry of Magic."

The magic behind the Trace isn't something just anyone could devise. Ivan had read plenty of fan fictions in his previous life where characters removed the Trace easily, and some even thought it was embedded in the wand itself.

"It's not that simple."

"Based on its classification, the Trace is likely a type of advanced magic involving the soul," Ivan explained.

Such magic is extremely rare in the wizarding world; known examples include the Fidelius Charm and the Hogwarts Book of Admittance.

"Excuse me," Penelope raised her hand slowly. "I have to clarify, I've never underestimated the Ministry of Magic."

"After all, the Ministry governs the British wizarding world," Penelope continued. "Isn't it reasonable for them to have some depth?"

Reasonable?

If there were truly powerful wizards in the Ministry, how could Voldemort have broken in so easily, wreaking havoc in the Department of Mysteries, destroying the Time Room and the Hall of Prophecy?

This suggests that the Ministry does hold some secrets unknown to outsiders. But it's not worth overestimating.

The wizards who originally created these protective spells have long since passed, and it's uncertain if any strong wizards remain there today.

'Probably not,' Ivan thought, recalling the Ministry officials from the original story—corrupt, self-serving, opportunistic, and, in Fudge's case, completely delusional.

This culture of intrigue and power plays didn't spring up overnight.

And given enough time, the Ministry's knowledge and expertise would likely be eroded. With everyone focused on political scheming, who's left to focus on real research?

"If I get the opportunity in the future, I'd like to visit the Ministry of Magic," Ivan said thoughtfully.

His words caught Penelope off guard, and suddenly, a thought crossed her mind that made her expression shift. "I have a question," she began cautiously.

"What is it?"

"The prophecy you showed me last time… was it suggesting I'd work at the Ministry of Magic?" Penelope asked, sensing a potential contradiction. "As far as I know, your predictions are always accurate, right?"

Ivan nodded. Once he made a prophecy, it was destined to happen.

"But," she continued, "I've already accepted your offer to work with you, so why would that future still appear?"

It didn't make sense to her.

Could it mean that Ivan's plans might somehow be exposed, or that the group might be forced to disband?

"Well…" Ivan didn't answer immediately.

Instead, he handed Penelope's wand to Yuumi, who took it away to place it in a secure spot.

This wasn't to harm Penelope but to ensure no external detection from her wand while he prepared to cast a spell.

"The last prophecy wasn't everything," he explained.

A soft white mist began to rise from Ivan's form, the same kind Penelope had witnessed in the Room of Requirement when he showed the bullet train and bombs.

"Come and see—the true future," Ivan said, releasing a stream of white mist that drifted and swirled in the manor's courtyard.

Gradually, the mist condensed, forming a new vision.

In a vast circular square, countless wizards filled the stands, their gazes fixed on a young man standing proudly at the center.

He had short silver-white hair and a strikingly handsome appearance—it was a youthful version of Ivan.

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Chapter 104: 104: Loyalty And Spy

From the misty vision, Ivan appeared to be around 15 years old.

Though this was only an estimate based on appearance, the Disguise Charm made it difficult to judge the exact timing of the scene.

Beside Ivan in the vision stood Penelope, poised and natural, reminiscent of how Vinda Rosier once stood beside Grindelwald.

It was evident that Penelope would join Ivan's team in the future, supporting him unwaveringly.

"Ahh! Where is this place?" Penelope asked, noticing the crowd of adult wizards in the image.

They were all focused intently on Ivan, the boy at the center, listening to him speak.

"Père Lachaise Cemetery," Ivan replied.

"Where is that?"

"It's not in England—it's in Paris, France."

This was Ivan's second time viewing this particular prophecy. "I'm not sure why we'd go there, but based on what we're seeing, it seems we're the ones initiating the gathering."

The scene bore an uncanny resemblance to Grindelwald's rally, as Ivan remembered it.

The same location, the same intense attention.

If there were ever another prophecy of the future, Ivan realized it might look strikingly similar to Grindelwald's actions in Paris.

"Looks like we'll be causing quite a stir in the future," Penelope said, feeling a bit of nervousness as she took a few steadying breaths to calm herself.

Fortunately, Penelope wasn't too frightened.

From the moment she saw Ivan take down the troll effortlessly, she knew that this younger student was bound to reach the pinnacle of the wizarding world.

"So, we're really going to stir things up in Paris."

Ivan looked at the villa door just ahead and slowly pushed it open. "But whatever our plans are by then, we have to make sure we're safe first."

Ivan was serious about this.

Reaching the goal was ideal, but if they failed, there would always be another chance.

The last thing he wanted was for any of his companions to be harmed.

Well, maybe except Ronald.

That guy liked being in the spotlight anyway.

The first bird to stick its head out often got shot. If danger arose, Ivan felt Ronald's enthusiasm might just handle it without any issue.

"Then why would I go to the Ministry of Magic?"

"I have a theory," Ivan replied thoughtfully. "You'll be graduating from Hogwarts in two years, and by then, Harry and his friends will only be in their third year."

The team was still young, and Ivan doubted they'd be ready for anything too ambitious just yet.

Rather than going it alone, Ivan preferred to build a strong team and lead them to achieve greatness together.

"Excuse me for being blunt," Penelope said, "but the gap between us and you, Ivan, is huge."

For Ivan, she, Harry, and Hermione often felt like they were just along for the ride. A group of young wizards, lucky if they didn't slow Ivan down.

"That's not necessarily true," Ivan replied with a smile. "The gap is there, sure, but saying you're dispensable is a bit much."

They walked into the living room, and Ivan cast a household charm, setting kitchen utensils and cleaning tools in motion to prepare lunch.

"Is it safe to cast like this?" Penelope asked, watching the enchanted tools go about their tasks.

"Don't worry," Ivan assured her, opening his palm. "Pure wandless magic—the Trace can't pick it up."

"Anything you want to eat?"

"I'm easy to please," Penelope replied with a smile. "Not picky at all."

"Hehe~ Alright," Ivan said, tapping his fingers as he quickly settled on a recipe.

In the kitchen, pots and pans sprang to life. The refrigerator opened, ingredients jumped out, and everything from cleaning to chopping began, as if the kitchen itself were working in perfect harmony.

"I always think this is the magic every housewife dreams of learning," Ivan mused.

One of his favorite things in the wizarding world was these small spells that made everyday life so convenient.

They were easy to learn, and nearly anyone could master them. The only catch was the skill level of the caster—just like cooking itself. A wizard first had to know how to cook, and then magic could fill in the gaps. But the final taste still depended on the chef's real talent.

Tasks like washing clothes and cleaning involved attaching the wizard's intent to the objects, letting them work automatically.

"It's a shame Muggles can't learn these," Penelope said, thinking of her mother's many complaints when her father was still alive.

She found it hard to believe Muggles had to do so many things by hand that could be solved with just a flick of a wand.

"All done," Ivan said as he turned on the TV and settled on the sofa beside her. "Now, let's get back to our earlier topic.

"I think the reason you'll end up working at the Ministry of Magic is probably because I'll ask you to."

"Ah..."

Penelope quickly caught on and asked, "You mean... you want me to go undercover at the Ministry of Magic?"

"Most likely!" Ivan replied. "Have you heard of the Department of Mysteries, senior?"

"The... Department of Mysteries?" Penelope was unfamiliar with the term, given that it was a highly secretive division with virtually no external contact.

"Yes, the Department of Mysteries," Ivan explained. "It's a special department within the Ministry of Magic. The people who work there are called Unspeakables, and they're bound by contract magic that prevents them from revealing any research or findings to outsiders."

"A place like that really exists?" Penelope's interest was piqued, but Ivan had no intention of sending her in just yet—it was far too dangerous.

"The binding power of contract magic is nothing to underestimate," he said plainly. "It's too risky to go in as an infiltrator. If we ever do, I'd lead the team myself."

His tone was firm, and Penelope nodded, showing she understood. "So my role in the Ministry would be to gather information on the Department of Mysteries?"

"Exactly," Ivan replied. The senior realized her task would be to find her way into the Ministry and learn what she could about the elusive Department of Mysteries.

At the same time, she also needed to gather as much information as possible about that department. "I understand," Penelope agreed, accepting the mission.

The senior had her own commitment to her work. Since she decided to support Ivan, she was resolved to follow through. Although going undercover at the Ministry of Magic seemed a little extreme, it wasn't unheard of in the wizarding world. Every pure-blood family had their own spies within the Ministry, so why couldn't Ivan?

Penelope thought proudly, I'll be the spy my junior will place in the Ministry of Magic!

"Let's eat first," Ivan said, noticing that lunch was ready. He levitated the plates, allowing them to float smoothly over to the dining table.

"Alright," Penelope replied, standing up gracefully. They shared a delightful and satisfying lunch, leaving her quite content.

Afterward, Ivan explained his next steps. "I plan to cast the Fidelius Charm, making this manor a secret bound within my soul."

"Wait, you already mastered it?" Penelope asked, surprised. "I remember you only got the spell from Professor Dumbledore just before Christmas break."

In just three days, Ivan had learned the Fidelius Charm, an ancient spell that almost 99% of wizards couldn't master.

At this point, Penelope felt she'd become immune to shock—Ivan was simply on another level.

"I think I'm almost ready," Ivan said, acknowledging that the Fidelius Charm was indeed complex.

However, no matter how challenging a spell might be, it was inevitable that he'd test it eventually. Now, the time had come.

"Don't worry, even if it fails, it won't be a big issue," he reassured Penelope.

Ivan's soul was exceptionally strong; other wizards might suffer backlash if they failed to cast such a spell, but he wouldn't. With a soul attribute of 5 points, his resilience was extraordinary.

In the case of the Fidelius Charm, the magic hides a secret within the soul of a chosen Secret-Keeper. Theoretically, a Secret-Keeper can only hold one secret in their soul, regardless of their magical prowess.

Curious about this limit, Ivan had asked Dumbledore how many secrets one person could hold.

The old headmaster didn't keep it a mystery; he revealed that he had been the Secret-Keeper for many friends. Even now, there were still five secrets kept safely within Dumbledore's soul.

'Yes, the old man is very capable!' Ivan thought, almost in awe of the implications.

The soul of an average wizard might only be capable of holding a single secret, but Dumbledore could hold five! Ivan estimated Dumbledore's soul attribute was exceedingly high, maybe not quite at 5 points but likely very close to 4.

This realization led Ivan to ponder his own potential, especially regarding how many secrets he could guard through the Fidelius Charm.

'I think I could probably hold over 10 secrets!'

The staggering number wasn't surprising when he considered Dumbledore's five.

There seemed to be a substantial leap between 4 and 5 soul points, signifying a profound difference. At 4 points, one could likely keep around five secrets, but at 5, over ten. It made Ivan wonder if Dumbledore's five secrets were truly his limit or if he could hold even more.

"So, do you need me to step out?" Penelope asked, sensing Ivan was preparing for the charm.

"No need." Ivan shook his head, explaining, "The Fidelius Charm isn't that rigid."

After all, if someone were to cast the charm on a house, it wouldn't require them to expel every last snake, bug, or rodent within. The Fidelius Charm was versatile, not an inconvenience like that.

"Everything within the manor will become part of the secret held by the Fidelius Charm," Ivan explained.

"But there's one condition: this secret only applies within the area defined by the Fidelius Charm itself," he continued. "Since you're in the manor now, I'll be embedding the location within my soul as the Secret Keeper."

Once the charm was completed, Penelope wouldn't lose any memory of the manor as long as she remained inside. However, once she stepped outside, any recollection of the place would vanish, unless she learned of its existence directly from Ivan after leaving.

"What an incredible magic," Penelope murmured, her fascination evident. "This is truly the realm of the soul. Sometimes, I wonder when I'll be able to grasp magic on this level."

"You will, someday," Ivan replied, giving her a reassuring look before calling out, "Yumi, bring my wand!"

The Fidelius Charm required immense magical strength, and without his sycamore wand, even Ivan doubted his ability to cast it successfully.

"Meow~~" Yumi appeared from the other side, carrying the sycamore wand in her mouth, padding over to Ivan with an air of purpose.

The little cat was very resentful at this time.

Just now, she first took Penelope's wand into the secret realm of the closet and then retrieved Ivan's sycamore wand from the room over there.

The back and forth made the cat tired.

"Okay, okay, I know you're working hard."

Ivan took out a handful of dried fish and handed it to Yuumi. "Come on, eat up."

"Meow~~"

The little cat then lowered her head in satisfaction, happily eating the tribute from her master.

"So cute."

Penelope stepped forward, picked up Yuumi, and put her in her arms, using her other hand to feed her more dried fish.

The girl sat on the steps in front of the villa, watching her junior holding the wand and beginning to chant.

"Hmm?"

As she watched, Penelope frowned slightly as she noticed something unusual.

It looked like Ivan was holding the wand and casting a spell now.

"Huh?!"

Realizing what she was seeing, Penelope reacted with surprise. "This… this is also possible?"

She noticed it!

The operating principle of the trace thread is that when an underaged wizard casts a spell near the magic wand, it will be detected by the Ministry of Magic.

The magic wand here not only refers to the little wizard's magic wand, but also other people's magic wands.

So In order to break the bondage of the trace, the young wizard needs to use wandless spells while ensuring that there is no wand in a certain area around.

Now, Ivan casts a spell, still holding his own wand to cast the Fidelius spell.

The spell of the Fidelius spell is very complicated and cannot be completed in one or two minutes.

However, as Ivan continued to recite, invisible power began to cover the entire manor.

At the same time, the trace that was supposed to be activated also began to lose its effectiveness after sending out the signal.

"The location cannot be determined..."

A logical judgment appeared in Penelope's mind: "The trace will detect Ivan casting a spell and fed back the information to the Ministry of Magic. "

However, there will be no problem!

That is, the Ministry of Magic cannot obtain any information about the manor!

Because of the Fidelius Charm, everything related to the manor will become a secret, hidden in Ivan's soul.

In a disguised way, this is to directly erase a certain concept from the real world.

Even though Ivan was still casting the spell, once he completed it, the Ministry would lose its target and be unable to track him and forget things related to this place.

Of course, even if Ivan fails to cast the spell, it will not be that terrible.

At worst, he can tell the Ministry of Magic that he is experimenting with magic.

With Dumbledore behind him and being a first-time offender, Ivan, who is familiar with the Ministry of Magic's law enforcement rules, will receive the most serious punishment, which is just a warning letter.

'One magic, testing the reactions of both sides at the same time.'

Feeling the magic that was almost successful, Ivan said to himself: 'Now I just need to test the working method of the trace thread, and also use the trace thread to see if the Fidelius Charm is really that invincible. '

'Hmm.. From what I can see now!'

'It's just as I thought,'

Ivan: 'The secrecy mechanism of the Fidelius Spell still needs to be under the supervision of the hospital!'

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