From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

"The practical test of Defense Against the Dark Arts consists of three parts, namely defensive spells, curse-breaking spells, and facing dark magic creatures. Now that the dark magic creatures have been dealt with by the seventh-year students, we would like to ask you to serve as the temporary examiner for the last test." Professor Marchbank explained.

"What do I need to do?" Ivy didn't quite understand the significance of his presence here. Just like he said to Professor McGonagall, he was at most a dark wizard with a heinous crime, but he was really not a dark magic creature.

"We decided to examine the spell you gave to the students, Pyroblast." Professor Marchbank said loudly, "But we are all old and your spell seems to have a very special power. Even the Armor Charm cannot be completely deflected, but explodes on the protective layer formed by the Armor Charm, causing us to frequently apply protection to the venue. For us, that is really a matter of our ability."

"So I just need to protect the venue?" Ivy nodded, "That's not too difficult."

Ivy took out his wand, pointed to the ground and said: "Strongest Armor Protection."

The golden protective shield soon covered the entire room, and then Ivy conjured up some wooden targets, just like in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Ivy nodded with satisfaction and said, "I think that's all. They won't cause too much damage. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Thank you! Professor Victor. Are you really not going to stay to watch the exam?" Professor Marchbank asked, "We also want to invite you to join the Wizard Examination Administration! If you can use a beautiful Patronus Charm, even the Wizengamot will invite you. I am one of the senior members there. We welcome the most talented white wizards in the world. Of course, you may have to pass the judicial examination. After all, it is a judicial institution."

The Wizengamot, the highest court in the British wizarding world, is also one of the largest white wizard organizations in the world.

The root of Wizengamot comes from Wizard and Witenagemot. It is an ancient institution with both legislative and judicial powers.

With more and more functional departments in the Ministry of Magic, the Wizengamot is more like a symbolic organization. Only those cases that have attracted widespread attention will be put there for trial, such as the case of the Death Eaters.

The members of the Wizengamot are all old wizards, and they usually adopt an invitation system. Perhaps it was because of the beard and nasolabial lines on Professor Victor's face that Professor Marchbank thought he was a wizard qualified to join the Wizengamot.

"No, thank you, Professor Marchbank." Ivy politely declined the polite invitation, "If there is nothing else, I won't bother you."

"What a pity." Professor Marchbank shook his head, "There is one last thing, the pyroblast you invented may be too useful. We estimate that it will be listed as a required but prohibited spell in the next O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T. exams, especially when facing dark magic creatures."

"Our test questions can't withstand such consumption, after all, the department's funds are limited." Professor Tofty made a joke.

"It's up to you. Anyway, I won't be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts next school year." Ivy can understand the decision of the Wizard Examination Administration.

After all, as a general solution for N.E.W.T. exams, Pyroblast is too versatile. Most common dark magic creatures cannot withstand such an explosion with such excellent sound and light effects. Even monsters with thick skin and flesh like werewolves and trolls cannot withstand a few explosions, not to mention that fire damage can effectively inhibit their self-healing ability.

Professor McGonagall helped to supervise the History of Magic exam, and the venue for the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam was rearranged. Ivy was free for a while. Finally, he was going to take off the professor's coat, and he felt relieved.

"Professor Victor." Ivy turned his head and saw Dumbledore. This old man with a white beard who rarely appeared was standing at the door of the auditorium and winking at him.

Dumbledore never came to the temple for no reason. This time he suddenly called him, it must be something bad.

"It seems that you are free. Do you mind accompanying me around?" Dumbledore smiled kindly, but Ivy narrowed his eyes.

However, considering that this semester is about to end, Ivy still kept up with his pace.

The two came to the Black Lake in the June sunshine. The giant squid was lazily lying on a big rock to bask in the sun, and occasionally splashed some water on itself.

Ivy didn't know whether mollusks needed to bask in the sun, but it was obvious that giant squids would not be troubled by skin cancer.

"How is Hagrid's dragon? I remember it was called Norbeta?" The white-bearded old man suddenly asked, "Did you send it away?"

Ivy glanced at him. It seemed that avoiding all portraits was the right choice. Ivy had long suspected that the portraits in the castle were the headmaster's eyes and ears: "It's still in the castle. I raised it well and it grew very fast. But the dragon is a magical animal that needs the sky. I am trying to let it regain a piece of sky that is enough for it to fly."

"Ah, so Lucius Malfoy really submitted the plan to the Ministry of Magic at your instruction?" Although it was a question, there was no surprise in Dumbledore's voice.

Avi nodded. He didn't surprise Dumbledore to know it. Although he did not discuss this in Hogwarts Castle, he still used Hogwarts's communication system, which is the owl postman. Now, he knows how the principal collects information.

"I have to remind you, Avi. Lucius was once a Death Eaters." Dumbledore's voice was a little solemn.

"He is too now. But before he became a Death Eaters, he was a Slytherin first." Ivey replied inadvertently, "I have seen the black magic mark on his hand, an interesting magic, although I lost the loss, although I lost my lost time Most power, but Voldemort is still alive. "

"Well--" Dumbledore sighed, "Tom's arrogance and arrogance made him always play with the power that he could not control. Love is the greatest magic in the world. "

"My point of view is still the same." Avi said, "Extreme emotions bring extreme power, and Voldemort's fear of death is also a kind of death. When he thought of his life curse, I smelled him from him. , With a smell of fear of bad smell. "

"I can't persuade you." Dumbledore shook his head, "But I often observe your black magic defense class. It is really talented. Forgive me for more praise. If you graduate, I will definitely be I ask you to stay in school to teach. "

"Thank you. But I'm not interested in facing a group of children." Avi replied that if he could bring a leisurely elective course in Hogwarts, it was a bit interesting, but this like black magic defense technique this Class compulsory courses, then forget it.

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"Hahaha, they are really able to make trouble." Dumbledore laughed, and the white beard trembled. "Seriously, I never thought that Slytherinneng and Gryffindor cooperated together, or That common cooperation, you let me see them. I have to say thank you. "

"I did not expect the differences between Hogwarts's college, not only did not weaken more than a hundred years, but it was even more serious." Ivey also smiled.

"Maybe we are really not enough for this aspect." Dumbledore mocked himself.

To say, Professor Hogwarts's timetable is more nervous than one. How can there be effort to care about students' mental health.

"Is there anything else? If not, I will enjoy personal time." Ivey didn't like to talk to an old man who was going to the lake and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Avi dialect fell, Dumbledore spread his palm towards him.

"What does this mean?" Avi was a little confused.

"Magic stone." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to take it out of the Mirror of Eris, but now that you have taken it out, it proves that you have no greed for it. It should be enough for a few months to make you know its secrets.

Avi blinked, and he had thrown this stubble to his head. The key problem was that the magic stone had already entered his stomach. The magic stone in the physical sense had completely disappeared, and the magic stone The mystery was completely turned into the stone of the sage.