From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Thanks to Professor Victor's image as a majestic middle-aged wizard, and the rumors about him in the school are terribly distorted, the first-year wizards who just lost Professor Quirrell dare not make any trouble in his class.

Of course, Seamus Finnigan, the "explosive genius" who can't control his talent, and Neville Longbottom, who gets into trouble when he is nervous, are not among them.

Fortunately, Ivy knows the nature of these two people, so he focuses on guarding against them every time he teaches. Therefore, except for Seamus blowing up a wall during this period, there have been no extreme incidents in the first-year classroom for the time being.

Today Ivy will lead them to learn "Repel the enemy three feet", which is an upgraded version of the repulse spell. It was one of Ivy's special spells more than a hundred years ago. Not only can it knock the enemy into the air, but it can even cause displacement by using the ground as a target. In short, this is a spell that has miraculous effects on both offense and defense.

Moreover, there is a learning plan for the repulse spell in the established courses for first-year wizards, and "Repel the enemy three feet" is an additional extension.

Before the bell rang, the little wizards from Slytherin and Gryffindor had already taken their seats. Ivy could not hear any whispering, not because Ivy had set some terrible rules for this class, but because he had the little wizards from the two academies sit separately to ensure that students from the same academy would not sit at the same table.

As for Harry and Malfoy, they were at opposite ends of the classroom. Ivy would not put two mortal enemies together for the sake of bad taste. All the guys who made trouble in his class would be punished, no matter who they were.

After briefly explaining the key points of "retreating the enemy three feet" and answering a few sharp questions from the "Cannon Queen", Ivy began to let the little wizards practice in groups.

It was still Slytherin and Gryffindor, but the target of their spell practice was no longer each other, but a training dummy used by the two of them, and they had to correct each other's casting movements and spells.

It was well known that Gryffindor could not get along with Slytherin, but all the guys who made trouble in Ivy's class received the punishment they deserved, so they could only compete on the training dummy. After all, no one wanted to make a fool of themselves in front of their mortal enemy. Especially those ugly images would quickly spread among classmates as soon as the class was over, so the young wizards could only study with 120% of their energy and try not to embarrass themselves in front of each other.

Ivy waved his hand to deflect a spell shot at him. It was Neville who did it. Tears were constantly gathering in his eyes, as if he was going to run away in the next second.

Ivy had seen his ability last semester. It was in the Charms class. Neville used a levitation spell to make Professor Flitwick fly around the classroom. It took a long time to get free. Although Professor Flitwick was not angry, Ivy admitted that he could not do this.

"Mr. Longbottom," Ivy glared at him, "Your spell should target the training dummy in front of you, not you, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Sorry! Professor Victor..." Neville looked at Ivy fearfully, his voice getting smaller and smaller, as if his professor would grab his ankle and throw him out in the next second.

"I didn't ask you to stop! Keep practicing!" Ivy shouted in a low voice, asking the little wizards who had secretly stopped to watch him to continue to cast spells on the training dummy.

Neville's partner was Cassandra, and next to them were Hermione and Daphne Greengrass, and on the other side were Seamus Finnigan and Tracy Davis.

It was obvious that Ivy deliberately put the two most talented witches in the first grade together with the two unstable factors of Gryffindor, because he felt that such an arrangement would at least give him some warnings before something bad happened.

However, Murphy's Law of Muggles also applies to the magic world. When a bad thing is likely to happen, it will definitely happen.

With a loud "bang", smoke and dust quickly spread in the classroom.

The little witch's scream filled Ivy's eardrums the next moment.

Ivy looked at Seamus, the "explosive genius", with angry eyes, and was surprised to find that he was squatting on the ground with his ears covered. It was not him who blew up the wall.

Instead, Neville beside him had a dumbfounded expression on his face.

Ivy waved his sleeves to sweep away the smoke and dust, and then put a silencing spell on the little witches who shouted the most, so that he had time to check the scene.

The training dummies in front of Neville's group had completely disappeared. The "retreat three feet" they were practicing was obviously not an offensive spell, and in order to recycle the training equipment, Ivy also specially added "armor protection" to all the training dummies, but I didn't expect that these unlucky guys still couldn't live a few more classes.

"Who did this? Mr. Longbottom?" Ivy frowned and thought about whether to deduct points from Gryffindor. After all, they just couldn't control their talents, not intentionally doing bad things.

"No... not me, Professor Victor..." Neville stuttered.

Ivy walked up to him, snatched his wand and cast a spell: "Flashback spell!"

Several images of spells emerged from Neville's wand, but they did not go beyond the practice content that Ivy assigned them in this class. Although Neville's spells were not accurate enough, he was indeed an obedient child.

"It's definitely not you, Mr. Longbottom." Ivy returned Neville's wand to him, "But I want to remind you that the first owner of this wand is not you. It is made of ash wood and unicorn tail hair, which is a combination of loyalty to the original owner. Although you can use it to cast magic, it does not mean that it is suitable for you. I suggest you go to Ollivander to get a new wand."

"Thank you... Professor Victor." Neville whispered, "This is my father's wand... My grandmother hopes that I can inherit it..."

"Then you did it. A little bit," Ivy suddenly remembered Neville's life experience. His parents were tortured crazy by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse because they were also members of the Order of the Phoenix and gave birth to Neville on the last day of July. "Wands made of ash wood and unicorn tail hair usually don't work in the hands of non-original owners. You can use it to cast spells, which means it is also trying to cooperate with you. But this is a kind of reluctance for both it and you. It's time to let go and welcome a new partner, Mr. Longbottom. "

"But Professor... my grandmother..." Neville looked hesitant, holding the wand with both hands and unwilling to let go.

"I will tell Professor McGonagall about this, maybe she will be willing to write a letter to persuade Mrs. Longbottom for you." Ivy understood his difficulties, but at most told the situation to the Dean of Gryffindor, because he always believed that people need to walk their own way, whether good or bad.

"That's it, we have other things to solve." Ivy no longer paid attention to Neville who was hesitant to speak, and turned to look at Cassandra in the crowd. If it wasn't Neville who did it, then only this little witch who was marked with the black magic by him could have done it.

"Ms. Volley, please come to my office after class." Ivy said to the culprit who caused the commotion.

Cassandra was about to say something to excuse herself, but the bell interrupted her.

Ivy immediately cast a spell to restore the wall and quickly announced the end of get out of class. He would not delay the class. After all, he also had time to waste.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

"Professor Victor!" A little witch suddenly shouted. Ivy turned his head and saw Hermione. "You haven't assigned homework yet! There was none last week or the week before last!"

The reason why Ivy didn't assign homework was simple, that is, he was too lazy to check and correct. Whether it was the syllabus issued or the test papers given to the fifth and seventh grades due to classroom tests and mutual correction, Ivy adhered to a principle, that is, let students try not to bother him during get out of class time.

But Hermione, as the king of the kings of the kings, was obviously not used to this extensive management method. After the first two weeks, she finally couldn't hold back and made a request that made everyone glare at her in this class.

"There is no homework in my class," Ivy's words immediately caused a cheer from the little wizards, but under Ivy's gaze, they soon calmed down, "If someone wants to make a difference in this class, he will work hard and I don't need to remind him. Besides, the syllabus has clearly listed what to learn in this course, so I will teach you the actual application of spells in class and not assign homework."

"Do you understand, Miss Granger?" Ivy asked, and saw the latter nodding her head frequently. It seems that Hermione agrees that students need to work hard on their own. "Okay, get out of class is over."

"Come with me, Miss Wally." Ivy called Cassandra, who wanted to slip out with the crowd. The latter's nonchalant back froze and turned around expressionlessly.

Ivy's disguise was so good that until now, no one in Hogwarts, except Dumbledore, knew that their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was a first-year student.

The first-year wizards in the classroom disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only two dark wizards, one big and one small.

Ivy raised her hand to block the door of the classroom, and used a silencing spell to isolate the transmission of sound, then took off Professor Victor's disguise and revealed his true face.

"Show me the magic you performed in class again." Ivy ordered.

Cassandra opened her eyes wide when she saw Professor Victor's true face: "Lord Doom?"

But she soon gathered her mind and tried to reproduce the previous mistake.

It was only a short time of brewing, and a magical power emerged from Cassandra's body. This time there was no other little wizard to distract Ivy, and he saw it clearly.

The training dummy was shattered all over the ground again, and Ivy also came to the conclusion that the magic used by Cassandra to destroy the training dummy was the 0-ring trick in the DND world view, the magic energy explosion.