From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

The intruder was Cassandra.

Ever since she saw the correct way to use the Room of Requirement during the Christmas holidays, Cassandra has been fascinated by this place.

She can enjoy afternoon tea in the elegant, green courtyard with pleasant piano music; she can also quietly read magic books that came from nowhere in piles of comfortable cushions; or prepare potions surrounded by misty cauldrons.

In short, there is nothing this magical house can't do except what she can't think of.

So naturally, she found traces of Ivy's use in the "room suitable for studying magic".

After another secret stalking, Cassandra successfully opened the door of the Room of Requirement.

Ivy, who was performing the art element creation ritual, certainly noticed the uninvited guest, but at this critical moment, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't interrupt the ongoing ritual magic.

So, the invisible hand condensed by telekinesis pinched Cassandra's swan-like white neck and lifted her up from the ground.

Maintaining this awkward posture, Ivy no longer paid attention to the struggling limbs of this classmate, but devoted himself to the creation of the art element.

The colorful magic power reverberated throughout the room, and the dazzling colors from the four elements turned into various gorgeous noises. The howling wind rolled up the ice and sand, and was suddenly exploded into a thick fog by the rising flames, and finally turned into a drizzle under the echo of thunder.

Ivy's spiritual power sat in the center, trying to reconcile the disputes of the four elements.

The original careful plan caused a small wave because of Cassandra's rash intrusion. Although her total magic power was not worth mentioning compared to the elemental power reverberating in the room, this unexpected factor still set off a huge wave in Ivy's spiritual world.

If people's thinking is like the sea, then the emotions generated by various thoughts are unpredictable winds. A small change in the outside world may set off an endless tsunami in the ocean of thinking. And the ritual magic that Ivy is doing requires him to concentrate and not allow any mistakes.

For a moment, Ivy regretted not releasing the second-ring spell Mechanized Mind in advance, but then he thought that artistic brilliance could not be produced from an absolutely calm mood; so he began to sigh again, why didn't he set up a protective barrier in advance, did he really think that the magic of the Room of Requirement was foolproof?

As Ivy's thoughts fluctuated, the elemental power surrounding the art element at the center of the pentagram array began to fluctuate, and the colorful elemental magic circulation began to become unstable, as if it would be completely disconnected in the next second.

But Ivy was a mature black magic master after all. He used his firm confidence in the inevitable success to empty all distractions and continued his work with concentration and determination.

So in Ivy's hesitant emotional fluctuations and firm confidence, a contradictory, curious and confident consciousness was born. Ivy, who had been maintaining the ritual, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He understood that the magic ritual of creating the art element garden statue had entered the last step - giving it a name.

"Roaring Flame." With Ivy's clear and bright voice, the Art Element Garden Statue of the Pure Academy - Roaring Flame, was officially born.

The four elemental orbs that were part of the ritual magic suddenly lost all their magical auras and turned into dust and disappeared into the air. The big cat with fur like fire leaped up from the magic circle flexibly and threw itself into Ivy's arms with a vague purring sound.

"Hmm. Good cat." Ivy was delighted and weighed the weight of the big cat in his arms. Not surprisingly, Xiaoyan was much lighter than it looked. Because the ceramic that made up his body was hollow, the elemental core composed of wind and fire elements was hidden inside. The two elemental powers allowed this big cat with gorgeous fur to move freely in the low altitude in a suspended posture.

Of course, the ability of the art element creature that Ivy had created with a lot of materials and experience points was far more than that, but there was still a little classmate being hung in the air by Ivy, so before detailing the various wonderful things about Xiaoyan, let's take a look at Cassandra's situation.

Ivy let go of the telekinesis that had been pinching her neck and used this power to support her limbs.

In the painful struggle of suffocation, the hair ornaments that Cassandra used to restrain her golden hair fell to the ground. Her hair, which shone with soft luster, was now scattered and disordered on her shoulders. Many strands of hair passed over her forehead and covered her beautiful face.

Tears and saliva also flowed freely on her fair face. Fortunately, she was still young and did not have the habit of applying powder on her face, otherwise she would only look more embarrassed. At this time, her lips were not bloody at all, and what came out of them were no longer elegant and vicious words, but a series of untuned coughs.

The silver buttons on the Hogwarts school robes were also unbuttoned one by one, and the white shirt inside was no longer neat, but covered with crooked wrinkles.

Ivy's eyes continued to look down. At the bottom of the plain cotton dress, a pair of small feet in white socks kept trembling. Only one black and shiny leather shoe was still on the foot. The other one had disappeared in the struggle. Ivy saw that there were traces of wetness on the white socks.

Directly below the floating Cassandra, a small, transparent, suspicious pool of liquid was reflecting the lights in the room, and Ivy showed a look of understanding.

Among the many ways of human death, hanging is often the most undignified. Because in the process of losing oxygen, humans often cannot control their muscles, which leads to sexual excitement and incontinence.

Cassandra's situation can only be regarded as a relatively mild one among normal ones.

"So--" Ivy waved his hand, and Cassandra, who was shaking like a dead fish, floated over and stopped in front of him, "Now that you have figured out my secret, what do you think?"

"He--" The big cat in Ivy's arms seemed to dislike the suspicious liquid on Cassandra's upper and lower sides, and jumped out of Ivy's arms after a breath.

It seems that the interrupted magic ritual has injected a little rebellious emotion into Xiaoyan.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

"Sorry..." Cassandra said in a hoarse voice, stirring her throat.

Ivy thought he had heard it wrong, and quickly threw out a few healing magics to restore her physical condition.

"I thought you were just studying magic here... reading books, chanting a few spells, etc..." This time Cassandra's voice was much clearer, she panted, "I can foresee the consequences of breaking in here - of course you will be angry, because no one likes private space to be invaded. But, this classroom belongs to Hogwarts, not to you alone. So..."

"So my anger is not justified in reason?" Ivy asked back with interest.

"I want to ask you about the secrets of magic, I am willing to give everything..." The blonde girl's eyes still flashed with fear, but hidden behind her trembling voice was an unshakable determination, "You obviously look about the same age as me, but the power you have is difficult for many adult wizards to resist... The weak will be abused by the strong. If I have to be a weak person for the rest of my life, I would rather die now..."

"Hahaha..." Ivy laughed and reached out to wipe away the tears and saliva on Cassandra's face, "We are classmates, right? You don't have to do this..."

"Classmates can't..." Ivy could feel Cassandra's trembling when her fingertips brushed across her skin, "We need a closer relationship..."