From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 172 Tattoo
After completing the ancient ritual of the Ravenclaw Diadem, it was time for Ivy to choose the new expertise that came with upgrading the Scrivener Mage/Ancient Champion profession to level 12.

His character panel is actually quite abnormal now. Not to mention all the attributes above 10 points, he even has 13 professional characteristics and 9 specialties, and can make 8 gold coins every hours, and has the ability to resurrect the dead. This is when Ivy is completely naked. If you count the wizard's wand, Ravenclaw's diadem and Slytherin's relic robes, it's nothing short of genius.

If this happened in a role-playing game, the DM (Dungeon Master, the host of the role-playing game) would be gritting his teeth and would try his best to tear up this card.

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

Back to the specialty to be chosen, Ivy took a fancy to a specialty called Creating Magical Tattoos.

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

Ivy chose to specialize in creating magical tattoos, of course not for his own use.

As his contracted sorcerer, Cassandra never obtained professional levels and characteristics because Ivy, as the leader, was an unqualified guy.

Ivy had this idea ever since she left the black magic mark on Cassandra's shoulder. Although as an unqualified clan leader, Ivy could not give Cassandra the professional abilities that a contract magician deserved, but she could find another way to give her something else.

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

Now that a new specialty was available, Ivy had the perfect opportunity to experiment with his ideas. After some searching, he found the right specialty.

To create a magic tattoo, you first need a magic tattoo needle. With his expertise in creating magical objects, Ivy quickly completed this task using fairy magic silver.

The tattoo needle he made was considered a rare magic item, which could grant the magic tattoo made with it a +2 immunity difficulty feature, and could also halve the manufacturing time and cost.

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

As the wizard's third hand, the versatility of this 0-ring trick really needs no elaboration. Whatever a human hand can do, the wizard's hand can do, and it won't shake and make low-level mistakes. Now Ivy uses the wizard's hand instead of his own hands to brew potions.

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

After sending a message to his contracted sorcerer using a 3rd-level short message spell, Ivy sat calmly in a chair and enjoyed the food brought to him by the house-elf.

The Room of Requirement was good in every way except for the risk of being invaded. However, Ivy would soon reach level 13, and among the 7th-level spells was Mordenkainen's Mansion, which could create a mansion in another dimension in under a minute.

As a spellcaster, you can change the furnishings in the mansion as you like, 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 the arms formed by the force field.

Mordenkainen's Mansion is really good in every way, it's simply the wizard version of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. The only drawback is that it consumes a 7th-level spell slot every day, which is not so good.

If possible, Ivy would like to create a portable demiplane to use as a home, so he could bring the basilisk from Hogwarts' basement with him to guard the house. If he encountered an enemy he couldn't defeat, he could leave the basilisk behind to attract attention while he retreated into the demiplane. This would be the ideal home for a new-age wizard.

The doorknob of the Room of Requirement was turned, and Cassandra, dressed in an emerald robe, pushed the door open. When she saw Ivy sitting at the dining table, she bowed her head and said hello, "Good evening, Lord Doom."

"Sit down." Ivy didn't get up, but said with a smile, "Want some midnight snack?"

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

Ever since Ivy turned her into his own spellcaster, this clever girl had been keeping a good distance between them, neither appearing too distant nor too close.

But Ivy actually still misses the arrogance she had 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.

Cassandra flinched at the gleaming needle tip, but she quickly regained her composure and said in a calm voice, "Thank you for your gift, Lord Doom."

Cassandra ate her meal faster and finished the caramel pudding in no time.

Ivy waved her wand and conjured up a workbench, and asked Cassandra to sit in the chair in front of it.

"The pattern of the Yunfa tattoo won't be very big. Have you decided where to get it?" Ivy asked softly, holding the tattoo needle in his hand.

"Arm, just the arm." Cassandra deliberately avoided the direction of the silver needle and said with a slightly nervous expression.

Ivy looked at Cassandra's arms, which were as white as lotus roots, and smiled slightly: "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 tightly.

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

He looked up and saw Cassandra trying hard to hold back her tears.

"You're lying! It obviously hurts..." Cassandra glanced at Ivy resentfully and said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)