From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Hagrid has a lot of troubles, and the students have even more troubles.

Because Hogwarts is about to usher in the annual final exams!

This also means that Ivy will soon be freed from the abyss of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But before Professor Victor automatically resigns from Hogwarts, he still has to complete some small revenge.

Through the Destruction Grimoire, Ivy spent 2,500 experience points to exchange for a 5th-level illusion spell, Dream.

This spell can shape the dream of a creature. As long as the target and the caster are in the same plane and the caster knows the target, the spell can be successfully released.

The so-called "knowing the target of the spell" is actually a very simple statement, which means that the caster does not even need to really see the target's appearance in person, as long as he has heard of him.

After the dream is successfully released, the caster will enter the state of telepathy. When in the state of telepathy, the caster can still be aware of the changes in the surrounding environment, but cannot take action unless he voluntarily ends the dream.

As long as the creature that is the target of the spell is asleep, the caster will appear in the target's dream and can talk to it during the duration of the spell. At the same time, the caster can also shape the environment in the dream, creating various landforms, objects, and other images. Therefore, this spell is also a cross-visual range information transmission spell, which can achieve a more convenient effect than the 3rd-level short message spell.

And after the dream spell ends, the creature that is the target can perfectly recall the content of the dream after waking up. If the target is awake when the caster casts this dream spell, the caster will know about it and can choose to end the transmission state (and the dream spell), or wait for the target to fall asleep and appear in the target's dream at that time.

Just by being able to transmit information through dreams and being able to shape the dream environment at will, the functionality of the dream spell is already sky-high. In this magic world where magic is not particularly developed, almost no one can resist the 5th-level spell released by Ivy.

Moreover, many people regard dreams as a revelation or a sign. Being able to freely manipulate other people's dreams means that Ivy can implant an idea into that person's brain from a distance, or strengthen his idea through dreams.

If the wizards in the HP world can block the invasion of Legilimency through brain occlusion when awake, then the spell that works directly on dreams will be a sure kill. Through this spell, Ivy can pretend to be a ghost at will, and there is no need to worry about someone exposing him.

In addition to transmitting information through dreams, the dream spell can also make the caster turn into a hideous monster in the target's dream, so that the target will have a nightmare all night, which will make the target's rest completely in vain, equivalent to staying up all night. And when the target wakes up from the nightmare, he will also suffer a certain amount of mental damage.

This trick is perfect for dealing with Voldemort, who is only in the state of soul. Although Voldemort will not die because of the damage to his soul, such damage will still cause him pain. As long as he could torture Voldemort, Ivy's 5th-level spell slot would not be wasted.

So he did it immediately. The materials consumed by the dream spell are a handful of sand, ink, and a feather pen made from a sleeping bird. The total value will never exceed one silver coin, so Ivy's material-free specialty works perfectly.

The state of telepathy is very magical, a bit like the legendary soul leaving the body. Although the body is still in the same place and can sense everything around, Ivy feels that his consciousness has left the body.

Following the spell model of the dream spell, Ivy's thoughts drifted thousands of kilometers away.

It was a gloomy jungle, and Voldemort was rustling through the fallen leaves and branches. Even though it was already night, he had no intention of stopping. It is better to say that the moonless night is just right for a rat in the gutter like him.

Yes, Voldemort is now attached to a rat. By transferring back and forth between various small animals, he has been living in the Black Forest of Albania for the past 11 years.

Ivy has discovered a new use for dreaming. Even if the object of the dream is not asleep, he can monitor his target to a certain extent through this spell.

The huge rat that Voldemort leaned over has been crawling tirelessly all day. Maybe it's time to rest.

Ivy saw "Voldemort" hiding in a pile of fallen leaves, resting his chin on two short claws. He was going to rest.

Just as Ivy was ready to wait for "Voldemort" to fall asleep and give him a big gift, something strange happened.

A black shadow rushed out from the dead branches and leaves, a snake!

Judging from the patterns on its body, it should be a venomous snake. After all, in Ivy's impression, non-venomous snakes rarely have such gorgeous patterns.

"Voldemort" only squeaked briefly before the venomous snake grasped it tightly with its body. As the venom was injected, the little mouse quickly lost its ability to resist.

But Voldemort would not disappear because of the death of a mouse, just as he would not die because Ivy killed Quirrell.

Ivy witnessed how Voldemort took over a life. From the moment the pathetic hunter swallowed his prey, his tragic fate was doomed.

The black mist seeped out of the mouse's body and slowly but firmly invaded all the holes on the venomous snake. Even with the breeze blowing through the forest, the black mist never dissipated a bit.

But for a moment, the poisonous snake loosened his body wrapped around his mouse and rolled painfully on the ground. No matter how hard it is and how to twist the body, it may not even escape from Voldemort's hands.

In the end, a little scarlet light was shot in the eyes of the poisonous snake. Aiwei confessed that Voldemort had succeeded, and he had a new container.

The poisonous snake hovered in the forest, as if thinking about it, but in the end, he did not leave the prey just now and swallowed the mouse into his stomach.

As a climbing snake, I will soon enter the dormant state after eating, and Ivey knows that her chance is coming soon.

Sure enough, the poisonous snake that completed the swallowing movement quickly climbed up a tree and raised the crickets between the crickets.

Nympho

Tom felt that he had returned to Hogwarts again, where he was regarded as home. He saw the Death Eaters in a black robe and attacked this ancient castle. The head of the white bearded wizard was repeatedly repelled his Dumbledore, but Tom confessed that this victory would belong to himself.

Sure enough, the elderly Dumbledore was not the opponent of the newborn Tom. Within the three moves, the greatest white wizard of the century fell to the ground, panting weakly, and begging his forgiveness.

Tom heard a roar, a teenager with round glasses. He still had a scar left on his head, which was a failure of his shame.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Avadasau's life!"

But Tom knew that he would not fail again for the second time, and the good luck boy could not survive under his spell.

"Finally ..." Tom closed his eyes, enjoyed his own victory, and enjoyed the cheers of the Death Eaters. This is the victory of the Black Demon King and the victory of Voldemort!

When everything was quiet, Tom opened his eyes again and stared at his warrior -Hogwarts Castle.

A tall figure wearing a rags walked out of the castle door, stepped on the teacher and student Hogwarts, who had fallen into the place, and came to Tom.

"Who dares to stop the Black Demon King?" Voldemort heard his subordinates.

"Tom." A hoarse voice made from the black cloak, but made Tom feel a hint, "Can't you recognize me?"

"Who are you!" Tom asked.

"Ah -you always want to escape from me, isn't it?" The black cloak turned to Tom. There was no face under the cloak, only a ball of darkness, "but I always have a way to find you ... you can't get rid of me, Tom. "

"Death!" Tom heard his teeth trembling, he almost subconsciously shot a tragic green spell.

The disadvantage of the mantra hit the black cloak, but only a burst of laughter: "You know! You know! Tom! You can never get rid of me!"

"No! I did it! I have done it! I conquered you!" Tom shouted with a dumb throat, but he saw that the black cloak rushed to himself in horror.

No pain ...

Only dark ...

Hey, it's too late