From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

After finishing the ancient ritual of the Ravenclaw crown, it is time for Ivy to choose the new expertise brought by upgrading the Scribe/Ancient Fighter profession to level 12.

At present, his character panel is actually very abnormal. Not to mention all the attributes above 10 points, there are even up to 13 professional characteristics and 9 expertise, and he can make 10,000 gold coins every 8 hours, and gain the ability to resurrect the dead across the table. This is Ivy in a naked state. If you count the wizard's wand, Ravenclaw crown and Slytherin's relic robes, it's no wonder.

If this were in a certain group game, the DM (dungeon master, that is, the host of the group game) would be gnashing his teeth at this time and would try his best to find a way to tear up his card.

But this is the real world, and there is no DM who controls the overall situation, so Ivy's power will expand at a visible speed in the near future.

Back to the expertise to be selected, Ivy has set his sights on the expertise called making magic tattoos.

The effect of this specialty is to use pre-mixed magic ink and metal needles to directly pierce the arcane formula of a spell on the target's skin surface, and preserve it in this way. It is equivalent to carrying a reusable spell scroll with the skin.

Ivy chose the specialty of making magic tattoos, of course not for himself.

As his contract magician, Cassandra has never obtained professional levels and characteristics, because Ivy, as the master, is an unqualified guy.

Ever since leaving the black magic mark on Cassandra's shoulder, Ivy has had this idea. Although as an unqualified master, Ivy cannot give Cassandra the professional ability that a contract magician deserves, he can find another way to give her something else.

From the knowledge base of the Destruction Codex, Ivy learned that some wizards from the wilderness would use their skin as a spell book and directly record the spells they learned on it, which gave Ivy inspiration.

Now that there is a new specialty vacancy, Ivy can just experiment with his ideas. After a search, he really found the corresponding specialty.

To create a magic tattoo, you first need a magic tattoo needle. With his expertise in creating strange objects, Ivy quickly used the goblin magic silver to complete this task.

The tattoo needle he made is a rare magic item, which can give the magic tattoo created by it the property of immunity difficulty +2, and can halve the manufacturing time and cost.

The first magic tattoo Ivy prepared was just a trick, the one that every wizard can do - the wizard's hand.

As the third hand of the wizard, the versatility of this 0-ring trick really needs no further explanation. What a human hand can do, the wizard's hand can do, and it will not make low-level mistakes due to hand shaking. Now Ivy uses the wizard's hand to replace his own hands to brew potions.

"Cassandra, come to the Room of Requirement to see me."

After sending a message to his contract wizard with a 3-ring short message, Ivy sat in a chair and enjoyed the food brought to him by the house elves.

The Room of Requirement is good in every way, but there is a risk of being invaded. However, Ivy will soon reach level 13. Among the 7th-ring spells, there is a spell called Mordenkain Mansion, which can create a mansion in another dimension within one minute.

As a spellcaster, you can modify the furnishings in the mansion at will according to your mood, just like in the Room of Requirement. The mansion is also equipped with a nine-course feast for up to 100 people and 100 invisible servants. These invisible servants can help with all the chores in the mansion, and can even massage you with arms formed by force fields.

Mordenkain Mansion is really good in every way. It is simply the wizard version of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. The only drawback is that it consumes a 7th-ring spell slot every day, which is not very good.

If possible, Ivy still wants to create a portable demiplane as a home, so that he can bring the basilisk under Hogwarts to watch the house. If you encounter an enemy that you can't beat, you can also let the basilisk stay to attract attention, and hide in the demiplane. This is the ideal residence for a new era wizard.

The doorknob of the Room of Requirement was turned, and Cassandra, wearing a green nightgown, pushed the door open.

As soon as she saw Ivy sitting at the dining table, she bowed her head and greeted, "Good evening, Lord Doom."

"Sit down." Ivy did not get up, and said with a smile, "Want some midnight snack?"

Cassandra sat down at the table obediently. Ivy noticed that only one-third of her butt was sitting on the bench, and her whole body was tense.

Ever since Ivy made her his contract magician, this smart girl has always kept the distance between the two of them very well, neither too distant nor too close.

But Ivy actually still misses her domineering attitude when she first entered school.

"I asked you to come here today because I have a new idea." Ivy began to introduce himself. Cassandra quickly swallowed the pudding she had just taken a bite of and put the knife and fork back to the plate.

"You can eat while I talk. It's okay." Ivy grabbed a napkin with his wizard hand and handed it to Cassandra, watching her wipe the corners of her mouth and enjoy the house-elf's cooking again.

"I'm going to tattoo this spell that can form a magic arm on your skin, so that you can bypass its prerequisites and use it in a harmless way. If things go well, maybe I can try to tattoo you with some practical spells." Ivy showed the tattoo needle made of fairy magic silver, and the tip of the needle flashed coldly under the light of the Room of Requirement.

The bright needle tip made Cassandra flinch, but she quickly regained her composure and said in a calm voice: "Thank you for your gift, Lord Doom."

Cassandra speeded up her meal and quickly finished the caramel pudding.

Ivy waved her wand to conjure up a workbench and let Cassandra sit on the chair in front of the workbench.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

"The pattern of the magic tattoo will not be very large. Have you thought about where to tattoo it?" Ivy took the tattoo needle in his hand and asked softly.

"Arm, just arm is fine." Cassandra deliberately avoided the direction of the silver needle and said with a little nervousness.

Ivy looked at Cassandra's arms, which were as white as lotus roots, and smiled a little: "Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Just as Cassandra was about to answer, Ivy stabbed the silver needle in her hand into the skin on the girl's arm.

"Ah!" Cassandra let out a short cry of pain, and then pursed her lips hard.

Ivy moved the needle quickly, and in just about 5 minutes, he completed the pattern of the 0-ring magician's hand.

He looked up and saw that Cassandra was trying to raise her face to prevent tears from flowing down.

"Liar! It obviously hurts..." Cassandra glanced at Ivy resentfully and said in a low voice.