From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Ivy didn't think there was anything wrong with naming his unicorn Golden Horn. At least the name summarized its characteristics well.

The other unicorn that accompanied him in the Room of Requirement was silver, so Ivy named it Silver Horn. This is easy to understand, right?

If only Professor McGonagall could be so reasonable.

In an empty classroom, Ivy introduced Golden Horn to the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts and briefly explained why so many magical animals appeared in the castle for no reason this school year.

Facing the disapproving look of the deputy headmaster, Ivy still said that he would get this done as soon as possible.

But for now, he couldn't be sure how these magical animals appeared in the school.

"Should I be glad that you don't have to go to class?" Professor McGonagall curled her lips downwards, "Well, I will now give you the power of temporary prefect. You can search all the corners you think are possible until the students are completely freed from the shadow of magical creatures."

Ivy gladly accepted the order. This appointment did not cause him any inconvenience, because he did not have to be busy maintaining the order of the students in the castle like a formal prefect.

"Okay, let me introduce you. This is Professor Remus Lupin, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who replaced Lockhart." Professor McGonagall introduced the identities of the two. "This is Ivy Doom, a transfer student from Hogwarts more than a hundred years ago, and now he is a fifth-year student. Although he does not have to go to class, you still have to add his name to the list of O.W.L.s exams at the end of the year, Remus."

"I have heard of you for a long time, Mr. Doom." Lupin retracted his eyes that had been glued to the golden horn and took the initiative to extend a hand.

Ivy shook his hand: "Nice to meet you, Professor Lupin. I believe you will be an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

The two had just started to exchange pleasantries, but they had to stop because someone knocked on the door of the empty classroom.

A red head poked in. It was Percy Weasley, the head of Gryffindor.

He obviously didn't expect Ivy to be there: "Uh... Professor McGonagall? I'm afraid there are some things I have to tell you..."

"Let me guess, about magical creatures?" Professor McGonagall asked back in a nonchalant manner.

"I'm not sure..." Percy replied, and glanced at Ivy standing in the middle of the classroom, and the golden horn not far behind him.

It was using the golden horn on its head to support a crate against the wall, and seemed very curious about what was inside.

Ivy suspected that this was a bad habit he had passed on to it, because a hundred years ago, Ivy was always keen to open all the boxes he could see in the castle.

"Tell me, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Doom is the temporary prefect I appointed to deal with the magical animals running around in the castle." Professor McGonagall looked a little impatient.

"Well," Percy walked into the empty classroom and closed the door, "Some students reported to me that their lunch disappeared, more than one person, it seems that something invisible ate their steak."

"Invisible beast?" Lupin looked at Ivy.

The latter shrugged and replied: "I would say it's the Thestrals. Only those who have witnessed death can see them. I'm afraid that's why they didn't cause a riot in the hall."

There are also thestrals that Ivy raised that look different from their peers. He remembered that he had raised an ivory white one, which was even more terrifying than those black ones, because it looked like a skeleton horse with wings from a distance.

It's not without reason that the Thestrals are called the mounts of the god of death. Their skinny bodies are indeed a bit scary.

But they are not undead creatures, that is for sure. They will bleed and die, just like any living creature. And among all living creatures, the Thestrals are probably the closest to death. So much so that only those who have encountered death at close range can see their figures.

"When will they disappear?" Lupin pointed to the Golden Horn who pulled a piece of parchment out of the crate and chewed it like an ordinary horse, as if chewing some kind of tree root.

"I'm not sure, at least it will exist for a while, but it will definitely not exceed 24 hours." Ivy replied. In addition to the Runespoor and the newly hatched bird snakes, he has not found any other magical animals that appear in the same place multiple times.

"Then what should we do with it? Just put it in this empty classroom?" Lupin continued to ask.

But this is obviously not a suitable solution, and walking around the castle with the Golden Horn is the same. Its golden fur is still too conspicuous.

"Oh, don't worry." Ivy took out his wand and tapped the golden horn, casting a 3rd-level invisibility spell for it. This illusion spell was originally a 2nd-level spell, but Ivy no longer had a 2nd-level or 1st-level spell slot today.

Although wizards' magic is not easy to work on these magical animals that naturally have magic resistance, DND magic can work smoothly on those voluntary magical creatures.

As the owner, Ivy is obviously a friendly object of the golden horn, so the golden unicorn disappeared in front of everyone in the next second, as if it had never appeared.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the parchment that is still being pulled out of the crate.

"I will find a place to put it away from people's sight." Ivy promised.

So, with Professor McGonagall's affirmation, Ivy took the Golden Horn and left the empty classroom. To those who didn't know the truth, it was possible that Ivy was carrying a parchment scroll that was disappearing.

In any case, Ivy was able to go to the auditorium to deal with the Thestrals.

Along the way, the Golden Horn didn't cause him too much trouble, perhaps because it had something in its mouth to chew? At least it just knocked down a few students, stepped on someone's big toe with its hoof, or hung its tail on the student's clothes button.

In the words of Phoenix Spark, Ivy has disappeared for more than a year, which is longer than the time Ivy has raised them. It is very rare that the Golden Horn can recognize Ivy, and he can't ask for more from these magical animals.

A group of students gathered in the auditorium. They were throwing steaks at an empty space, and then watched it disappear into the air little by little, and then let out a suppressed cheer of fear.

Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were maintaining order, but they were so popular that the students only pretended to eat, but their eyes were still fixed on the open space surrounded by magic by the two professors.

When Ivy came to the hall, this was the scene he saw.

What surprised him was that there was not just one Thestrals standing in the circle of light surrounded by Professor Flitwick, but a whole group. Three of them could be called a "group", right?

The three Thestrals were enjoying the delicacy served to the students by the house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen with their fangs - black pepper steak.

Ivy stood out from the crowd and came to the two professors, but was warned before he could speak.

"Back off! Mr. Doom, there are unknown magical animals here! Didn't you see the warning circle on the ground? If you get closer, I will deduct Slytherin's house points!" Professor Flitwick said sharply.

"Actually, Professor Flitwick, those are thestrals, three of them." Ivy considered the wording, "Professor McGonagall sent me to deal with them. You know, I'm good at dealing with magical animals..."

"Thestrals?" Professor Sprout asked, "I know the school uses them to pull carts, but don't they always dislike crowded places? How did they suddenly break into the hall?"

"Like other magical animals that suddenly appeared in the castle before, these thestrals did not run out of the Forbidden Forest, but suddenly appeared in the hall." Ivy tried to explain the current situation in brief words, "As long as a period of time, they will disappear naturally. As long as we make sure they don't cause harm to the castle itself and the people inside, there will be no big problem."

"Are you referring to the catkins on Christmas?" Professor Sprout asked.

"It also includes the unicorn that appeared on the second floor." Ivy explained.

Professor Sprout wanted to continue asking, and heard the sound of wooden prostheses knocking on the ground. Professor Keltburn came. As the professor of Hogwarts's protection of magical animals, he is a real expert.

The reason why the two professors were waiting in the auditorium was because they were waiting for him.

"Sorry! Pomona, Filius, I'm late!" Professor Keltborn's full-throated voice penetrated the crowd, "We have a new ivory-white Thestral in our Pegasus Ranch, it's so beautiful!"

Obviously, the heterochromatic Thestral that Ivy kept in the Room of Requirement also ran out.

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"Sylvanus! You're finally here." Professor Sprout breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that there are also Thestrals in the auditorium!"

"Really? Great!" Professor Keltborn finally passed through the crowd and saw three Thestrals enjoying black pepper veal steak at a glance, "Haha! What a group of cuties! I want to raise them all in Pegasus Ranch~"

"I'm afraid not, Sylvanus." Professor Sprout reminded, "These Thestrals will disappear, just like the catkins that disappeared in the auditorium before."

"What? That's a pity." Professor Keltborn grabbed a steak from a student's plate and approached the Thestrals, wanting to feed them with his own hands.

The Thestrals hesitated for a moment, but still obediently took the steak from his hand.

But before it could enjoy it, the sound of ghosts and wolves howling sounded again.

Several terrified students ran out of the corridor connecting to the auditorium, followed by a silver-white unicorn.

That's right, it was the silver horn raised by Ivy.

What was even more frightening was yet to come. Several hippogriffs glided into the auditorium. On their sharp claws, they were still holding several pale-faced students. Blood had already seeped from their shoulders, leaving mottled dark red on the dark school robes.

"Merlin's beard!" Professor Sprout screamed, not knowing what to do. Because she was not sure that she could rescue them without hurting the students.

Seeing this scene, the auditorium, which was already full of students, immediately seemed to explode. Everyone rushed to the door, fearing that if they were a step slower, they would become a meal for magical animals.

Professor Flitwick loudly maintained order and hoped to get some advice from the experts: "Don't crowd, go one by one! Sylvanus! What should we do now!"

"It's so beautiful..." However, Professor Keltburn was staring at the hippogriffs in the air in a trance. As a result of Ivy's careful selection, the hippogriffs that broke into the auditorium all had very eye-catching appearances.

The pure white one was the first hippogriff Ivy raised, named Speedwing.

The pure black one was tamed by Ivy with great difficulty. There was also a black agate one, which Ivy named Meteorite, because under the sunlight, its feathers would reflect dark purple and bright red spots, and if combined with the swooping downward movement, it really looked like a falling meteorite.

Now the three hippogriffs each had a student in their claws. Ivy looked closely and saw that it was Malfoy and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle.

Even if Hagrid had not become a professor of Care of Magical Animals, Malfoy could not escape the fate of being taught a lesson by the hippogriffs.

The two big guys had already cried like tears, and Malfoy himself was not much better, screaming in the sky like a little girl.

"Ivy! Help!" Malfoy finally saw the savior and immediately screamed desperately.

All of the above scenes happened at the same time, and the auditorium, which should have been a place for happy dining, instantly turned into a picture of hell.

Ivy sighed, feeling that at least half of the responsibility for the events that happened in Hogwarts this year was on him.

So he mobilized all the ancient magic power, gathered into a flickering ball of light, and smashed it hard on the ground.

At the moment when the ball of light touched the floor, a magical explosion occurred, and the magic shock wave swept across the entire auditorium, causing everything that came into contact with this power to float up.

This is the magic that Ivy has been studying but has never been able to complete. He originally wanted to use the power of ancient magic to manipulate gravity, but now he can only temporarily erase it.

However, this unfinished spell also has many uses, at least it can be used to prevent the stampede that should have happened in the auditorium.

The little wizards who were crowded together at the door of the auditorium flew all over the sky, and could only wave their limbs in vain or hook the robes of the people around them.

After eliminating gravity, the flying posture of the hippogriffs was seriously wrong. They just flapped their wings lightly, and their heads inevitably hit the wall, throwing the unlucky trio of Slytherin into the air.

"Amazing! Mr. Doom!" Professor Flitwick's shrill voice echoed in the hall, "Is this your ancient magic?"

Ivy leaned back slightly to avoid the sauce that gathered in front of him, and replied: "Yes, this is the best I can do for now."