From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 224 Rejuvenation

"Look! Look!"

In Hagrid's cabin, strong tea was smoking on the stove, and the table was filled with stoat sandwiches, rock cakes, and fudge for dessert.

Besides Ivy, the other people sitting around the wooden table included the Iron Triangle and Sirius. They were all Hagrid's friends, and they were staring at the parchment that Hagrid was holding high in his hand.

"So, the big surprise you mentioned is this parchment?" Sirius had been allowed to leave the school hospital and was now recuperating. However, due to his frequent movement around the campus, he had affected many students who were taking classes outdoors, so Professor McGonagall was considering expelling him.

"What on earth is this parchment, Hagrid?" Harry sat next to his godfather and pushed the rock cake in front of him towards him.

"It's a letter of offer from Hogwarts!" Hermione, who stood up to read the words on the parchment, had already gotten the answer and shouted in surprise, "Hagrid has become a professor at Hogwarts!"

"What? That's great!" Sirius also stood up and patted Hagrid on the back. He knew that this was all thanks to Ivy. Although the Daily Prophet did not publish Rita's article about the Chamber of Secrets in the end, Fudge seemed to think that the part about Voldemort was Dumbledore's demonstration to him, so he very obediently sent Hagrid's proof of innocence to Hogwarts via owl.

Hagrid's face turned red, and his thick beard couldn't hide the corners of his grinning mouth. "Thank you! Thank you! Dumbledore hired more than just me. Because of the magical creature base, the number of professors of Care of Magical Animals at Hogwarts has now increased to three. In addition to Professor Keltborn and me, there is also Professor Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank, who was also hired by Dumbledore not long ago."

"Are you going to teach third grade next year?" Harry asked eagerly, "so I can take your class!"

Ron showed an expression of disapproval on his face. He had been injured several times by Hagrid. If he were to teach the third grade, the first lesson might be to say hello to the dragon, and at that time it might not be a little dragon that had just hatched from an egg.

Hagrid's face was bright red, as if he had drunk a lot of oak-aged mead. "Thank you! Thank you! Starting next year, Care of Magical Animals will officially become a compulsory course at Hogwarts! This course will be taught starting from the second year, and the three professors will teach in three stages."

At this point, Hagrid paused deliberately, and after everyone's attention was focused on him, he continued, "I'm responsible for teaching the advanced classes! Sixth and seventh grade! They are all the most interesting magical animals! Dragons, Chimeras, Manticores and so on! It's a pity that I can't teach you next year, Harry. But as long as you study hard before the fifth-year exam and pass your OWLs, you will have a chance to take my class!"

"Dragon?" Sirius almost jumped up. "Are you really going to keep a dragon in Hogwarts? I thought Harry was joking!"

"I hatched a Norwegian Ridgeback last year, and it's now being kept by Ivy. Once the permission to raise dragons is granted, he agreed to keep Norbeta at the Magical Beast Base." Hagrid stood up and took the smoking teapot off the stove, and put another large pot on it. "I'm going to make some hunter's soup. Would you like to stay for lunch?"

The trio and Sirius looked at each other. It seemed that they all knew the lethality of Hagrid's food.

Just as everyone was racking their brains to think of a reasonable reason to reject Hagrid, a golden-red figure landed outside the window and kept knocking on the glass of the cabin with its long beak.

"Phoenix!" cried Ron. "Is that Dumbledore's? I know he has a phoenix!"

Hagrid opened the window and let the beautiful bird fly in. It circled around the cabin and finally landed on Ivy's shoulder, chirping softly in his ear.

"Really? Very good." Ivy nodded with a smile and stood up from Hagrid's patchwork sofa. "Hagrid, congratulations again on becoming a professor at Hogwarts. This is a position that many wizards dream of. Forgive me for having to leave. I have other things to take care of. I believe that soon, we will be able to feed Norbeta together in Hogwarts."

"You mean...?" Hagrid was stunned, then overjoyed, "The dragon-raising permit has also been issued? What a double surprise!"

"I wouldn't say it's what you think, but it's not far off." Ivy shook his finger and said to the phoenix on his shoulder, "Let's go, Sparks."

The sparks made another long, pleasant sound, and flames suddenly exploded in Hagrid's cabin.

When the fire died down, Ivy and the phoenix on his shoulder were nowhere to be seen.

"So cool!" Ron's eyes were full of envy.

"That's Sparks, the phoenix that Ivy raised," Harry explained to his two friends. "Professor Dumbledore's is called Fawkes, and it just completed Nirvana not long ago."

"Really? I thought Fawkes had changed after his rebirth." Hagrid scratched his head and turned to tend to his soup pot, while asking for the guests' opinions. "The hunter's soup will be ready soon. What would you like to pair it with? In addition to rock cakes and sandwiches, I also have some butter cake! But before that, let's have some tea first!"

Looking at Hagrid's warm smile, no one could say no to him.

In the end, the four wizards, one big and three small, could only eat a large bowl each with tears in their eyes.

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Inside the main house of the Malfoy family manor.

Lucius and Narcissa had been waiting for a long time.

The fire in the fireplace flickered, and the two of them looked over there every few seconds.

There were three single sofas placed around the fireplace. They all looked very fluffy and comfortable, but neither the man nor the woman of the house intended to sit on them.

There is a walnut round table in front of the sofa. There are not many items on the table, just a few wine glasses, a bottle of beautifully packaged red wine, and a wooden tray with velvet cushions.

What caused the velvet cushion to sink slightly was a shiny key.

This is the key to the Lestrange family vault, the one Narcissa got from Bella. Now it is no longer dirty in Bella's hands, but has become clean and luxurious.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly jumped up without warning. Lucius and Narcissa immediately looked sideways and saw Ivy, with a phoenix standing on his shoulder, appearing in an elegant manner.

"Lucius, Narcissa!" Ivy shouted, "What a surprise!"

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put on a reserved yet enthusiastic smile: "Thank you for fulfilling your mission, Lord Doom."

Narcissa picked up the tray from the table, walked quickly to Ivy, and presented him with the spoils of this trip to Azkaban: "Please appreciate it, Lord Doom." Ivy smiled slightly, and was not in a hurry to pick up the key in front of him. Instead, he asked the couple about their hardships on the road: "Azkaban is not a good environment. Even with the help of my patronus of light, you must have had a lot of courage."

"It is an honor for the Malfoy family to serve Lord Doom." Lucius bowed but did not take credit for it. Narcissa also tactfully stepped aside and opened the red wine with her wand.

"Would you like a drink, Lord Doom?" Lucius stretched out an arm and pointed in the direction of the sofa and red wine.

"Okay." Ivy walked slowly to the sofa and sat down. "Unlike Voldemort, I am not a stingy rewarder. Is there anything you and your wife want?"

"It's really frightening," Lucius lowered his head. "The last time you gave the Malfoy family shares in Nimbus was already a huge gift. I think..."

"Rewards will be given for merits and punishments will be given for mistakes." Ivy leaned back, letting his back rest against the soft cushions of the sofa. "I know what I'm doing, so you don't have to refuse."

The blue magic light flickered, and Ivy's Grimoire of Destruction quietly emerged. He flipped through a few pages and soon found his target.

First up are three phoenix tail feathers.

"These are the things I promised you to use to protect your family. You must keep them safe, Lucius." Ivy pushed the three phoenix tail feathers in Lucius' direction.

Next came a pair of exquisitely shaped brooches, made entirely of silver, shaped like a lifelike Slytherin snake, with two small green gems forming the silver snake's eyes.

"This is a Parseltongue brooch. It allows the wearer to understand Parseltongue. If Voldemort uses Parseltongue to talk to his snakes after his resurrection, you will be able to understand their conversation. Of course, this brooch also integrates the magical effect of mental protection, which can prevent Legilimency from taking effect on your brain. Take one for each of you."

Next came a pair of necklaces, which were also made by Ivy into the shape of a Slytherin snake with its head and tail connected. The snake's head was raised and its tongue was spitting out, looking like it was ready to attack at any time.

"The necklace has the ability to resist the Killing Curse. Although it is only a one-time item, I think it is enough to prevent Voldemort from returning."

Lucius' throat felt dry. He and Narcissa simply couldn't believe it, but the magical ability that Ivy had demonstrated made them believe it.

"These... are all priceless treasures..." Lucius picked up several items on the round table with trembling hands and said in a hoarse voice.

Lucius was absolutely right, these rare objects were indeed priceless treasures.

The Snake Tongue Brooch was made by Ivy using his expertise in Making Wonderful Objects after he had a full understanding of the spells of Comprehend Languages and Speak with Animals.

As for the anti-death necklace, this thing really took Ivy a lot of effort.

Since Ivy did not choose the School of Protection, it is reasonable that she cannot obtain this 4th-level spell that only exists in the spellcaster's professional table. But Ivy recently got the detailed model and arcane formula of this spell in the Strixhaven textbook. As a magic university with a reputation throughout the multiverse, Strixhaven has research-oriented spellcasters in almost all sub-fields.

Mihua College, which uses "entropy increase and entropy decrease" as the opposing philosophical theme of its founding, is very good at preventing and creating death. In fact, it was in a second-year compulsory textbook of Mihua College called "Introduction to Resurrection" that Ivy found the spell that could prevent instant death. Unfortunately, this book mainly talks about necromancy, and the anti-death barrier is only included as an additional content.

But even so, it is enough for Ivy to create a strange item that can make the Killing Curse ineffective. After all, the anti-death barrier is a spell specifically designed to deal with instant death effects.

"That's why you have to complete the tasks I assign you with more care," Ivy picked up the wine glass and looked at the clear liquid inside. "If these things are not consumed during the mission, then they can become heirlooms of the Malfoy family."

Lucius and Narcissa looked at each other and could see the other's inner unrest.

The Killing Curse is the most notorious "Unforgivable Curse" in the wizarding world. Once it hits, there is no possibility of survival. The only exception is considered to be Harry Potter.

Now there is a prop that is said to be able to prevent the killing curse right in front of you. Which wizard would not be tempted?
This is equivalent to having an extra life in a battle!
Lucius spent a long time thinking of words to express his excitement and determination, but he was interrupted by Ivy before he could say anything.

"Don't say anything more, Lucius." Ivy drank the red wine in the goblet. "Work hard for me, and you will get more."

"Before we toast to our victory, I have one last thing to reward you." A gorgeous multi-faceted red crystal appeared in Ivy's hand. It was his Philosopher's Stone. "Voldemort called his followers 'Death Eaters', but death has always been a chasm that he could not cross. Not only can I protect people from the threat of the Killing Curse, but I can also fight the damage that time has brought to life."

Without seeing Ivy make any move, the wine glass that Narcissa had poured on the round table floated steadily in front of him.

Holding the Philosopher's Stone that reflected many colors in his hand, Ivy raised his fist and placed it on the wine glass.

The blood-red liquid dripped slowly from his fingertips, creating ripples in the clear body of the wine.

Drop by drop, this continued for a total of fifteen times before Ivy put the Philosopher's Stone back into the Book of Destruction.

"Some people say that beauty is the best gift God has given to every woman, but this gift will only depreciate as time goes by." Ivy picked up the goblet floating in front of him and said with a mysterious smile, "Drink it, Narcissa. I will make your beauty return to the heyday of fifteen years ago."

Narcissa held the goblet in both hands. She was speechless. For a woman who was proud of her beauty, time was undoubtedly the biggest enemy. But Ivy actually claimed that he could make people return to youth. What a miracle!
She did not look at her husband for advice again, but drank the red wine in the glass that sparkled like blood.

But within a few breaths, the magic of the Philosopher's Stone had begun to take effect on Narcissa.

The wrinkles between her eyebrows melted away like spring snow encountering the sun, and her skin, which had darkened due to hard work, became as soft and elastic as egg white...

"It worked..." Narcissa muttered to herself in disbelief, turning suddenly to look at her husband.

"You are as radiant as when we first got married..." Lucius said involuntarily.

Although Ivy's rejuvenation only works on Narcissa, as her husband, how can this not be considered a reward for him?

(End of this chapter)