From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

The Malfoy family's secret vault was built under the living room, which was considered a basement.

It was pitch black here, and there was no other light source except the light from the wand.

Although this basement was decorated at the same level as the ground building, from Ivy's picky perspective, it was completely useless and could only be used as a dungeon.

There was no magic used to enchant the walls to reduce the damage caused by the dark magic to the building itself; there were no good insulation and freshness measures, and the potion materials placed here would soon be covered with mold; there was no countermeasure to Apparition, and before throwing the prisoner in, he had to take the trouble to confiscate his wand to ensure that he would not escape.

As for the so-called dark magic props, they were all common and unusable items.

Either it was human tissue that was unknown whether it belonged to Muggles or wizards, including broken teeth, heads wrapped in dried skin and flesh, and black broken hands.

Or they are gorgeous personal items, including scarves embroidered with hydrangeas, dancing shoes as red as blood, exquisite tea sets, and armchairs piled with cushions.

In Ivy's opinion, these little gadgets are not considered black magic items at all.

Because at most they can only blind a few eyes, break a few bones, or make people seriously ill. As long as the person who is hit is not so stubborn and is willing to seek medical treatment in time, there is a chance to survive.

Ivy even thinks that these black magic items piled up in the basement are not as deadly as his few biting cabbages.

"Come and see this, Ivy." Malfoy came over holding something that looked like a nightcap. "This is a nightcap that can suffocate your enemies in their sleep! Look how cool it is!"

"I think..." Ivy considered his words, and then sadly found that no matter what, this nightcap was complete garbage, "No one would be stupid enough to go to bed with a nightcap given by his enemy."

Malfoy's excited expression froze in an instant. After re-examining the nightcap in his hand, he threw it aside without hesitation, and then continued to search among various black magic props while cursing.

"Mr. Doom." Lucius approached Ivy cautiously while his son was not paying attention. "It seems that the Malfoy family's collection did not satisfy you?"

"Maybe." Ivy did not comment, watching the little dragon on his shoulder dive into the nightcap thrown aside by Malfoy.

"I don't know, have you heard of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets?" Lucius tried to make his voice a little mysterious, and Narcissa looked very terrified when she heard the word "Chamber of Secrets".

Ivy looked Lucius up and down. He thought that he had to use the Imperius Curse to get Voldemort's diary, but he didn't expect that the suggestion released by his eyes was enough to make Lucius take the initiative to talk about Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

"Which Slytherin doesn't know?" Ivy smiled, "The most ambitious of the four giants, the Chamber of Secrets is his most famous legacy left in Hogwarts."

"That's right." Lucius followed up and took out a notebook that looked ordinary. "It is said that the secret of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is hidden in it. Unfortunately, it is a wordless book, and I don't have the ability to unlock it."

The notebook was handed to Lucius by Voldemort himself. When Voldemort was still alive, he didn't have the courage to study it; when Voldemort disappeared, he had no reason to open it. In general, Lucius was smart enough not to get involved in the secret that did not belong to him.

"But perhaps, as the most outstanding Slytherin in a century, Mr. Doom has the ability to unlock the mystery." Lucius stepped forward and put the black-covered notebook in Ivy's hand.

Ivy did not speak, but smiled and flipped through the notebook in his hand. Except for the name "Tom M. Riddle" written in unclear black letters on the first page, there was really no other text on it.

The last page of the notebook was printed with its dealer, from the newsagent on Vauxhall Road in London. Among all the Horcruxes of Voldemort, it seems that only this notebook was purchased through legal channels.

"Very good." Ivy put the notebook away, staring into Lucius' eyes and said, "It is indeed the most powerful dark magic item in this building."

Looking at Ivy's dark eyes and half-smile, Lucius suddenly regretted handing it to Ivy so easily.

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Early in the morning on Christmas Day, Ivy was awakened by the screams and flapping of owls.

In the guest room of the Malfoy family mansion, Ivy's ceramic dragon was flying around chasing the owls in the room.

Ivy couldn't figure out who would write to him, and so many letters - there was a row of owls standing outside the window. Although the window was only half-closed, they didn't have the courage to fight the dragon, even if the dragon was smaller than them.

Ivy reached out to call the dragon back, got up to check the situation, and then let out a sudden cry.

Those owls were all here to give him Christmas gifts.

In his previous life, the Christmas-related gifts that Ivy had given and received were nothing more than an ordinary apple. I really didn't expect that there was a custom of giving gifts to each other on this day.

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When he was at Hogwarts more than a hundred years ago, he was busy fighting crime and saving magical animals in the Forbidden Forest most of the time, and he really didn't notice the existence of Christmas. Because Ivy didn't often go back to the dormitory, he usually slept directly in the Room of Requirement.

When he was in the Room of Requirement, the spell used by the owl to locate him would obviously fail, so Ivy didn't receive any Christmas gifts at all, let alone return gifts to others.

Now that I think about it, his classmates did seem to be hesitant to talk during those days, but everyone knew that Ivy was busy, so in the end no one told him about Christmas gifts.

Most of the gifts brought by the owl came from Slytherin students at Hogwarts, even if Ivy didn't remember each of their names.

There were candies, dresses, tools for maintaining flying brooms, books on dark magic, mirrors that could give dressing advice, and a lot of greeting cards.

Ivy initially thought of returning all these gifts, but the idea of ​​this rule only hovered in his mind for a second and disappeared without a trace.

Finally, he decided to write a greeting card to each person in response, but not by hand. Remember? Ivy is a scribe wizard, with a magic feather pen that can write automatically, and the handwriting it writes can change colors freely, which is very convenient for writing greeting cards.