From Hogwarts to Sturhaven

"Snapped!"

A small piece of wood broke off from the ebony staff head, which instantly triggered a chain reaction, turning the wand that had accompanied him in his battles in the Forbidden Forest into a pile of light dust in the blink of an eye.

Having lost his wand and standing on the left, Ivy naturally lost the magical clash.

Although the defensive magic on his body had not yet worn off, who would want to compete with the infamous White Demon King in magical strength unless absolutely necessary?

So Ivy used the signature move that all action game protagonists know – the Lazy Donkey Roll, I mean – a somersault.

Ivy, who had just gotten up from the ground, had already pulled out her second, glittering wand and was pointing it at the wizard's hat on Dumbledore's head!

"Expelliarmus!" Snape, who had been doing nothing all day, finally made his move, and his first move sealed the victory.

The glittering silver wand spun from Ivy's hand and flew out, only to be caught by Snape.

Upon seeing this, Ivy immediately raised both hands in a French military salute and shouted, "I surrender!"

Chapter 3 Open and Honest (Not really)

Ivy Doom is a smart man.

Or rather, he's a self-important guy. And even now, no one thinks he doesn't deserve that description.

Therefore, the fight with Dumbledore was something he had planned from the beginning.

The purpose was simple: to destroy evidence of the crime.

As a master of dark magic who was proficient in "Avada Kedavra," his ebony wand had taken the lives of more than one person.

Preserving evidence against the greatest white wizard of the twentieth century would be a very unwise choice.

With just a simple "Flashback Charm," Ivy would be revealed in his true form by the wand. Although he was quite certain that the spell he used most often was "Reveal," that did not mean that Dumbledore might have missed the "Three Unforgivable Curses" mixed in with it.

Although Ivy believed that everyone he killed deserved it, he really didn't want to be questioned in Azkaban, which was known as Hogwarts Advanced Learning School.

Therefore, using ancient magic to destroy one's own wand is the best solution at present.

An even better approach would be to involve Dumbledore himself.

Therefore, the first spell Ivy used after hearing Dumbledore's introduction was "Protect Yourself," indicating that he was a duelist who valued his own safety rather than a reckless gambler.

Then there's "retreat three feet" used to create distance. It's still not an offensive spell, but rather a way to reduce one's own aggressiveness and also to lower Dumbledore's guard.

Then, after Dumbledore introduced Snape as the Headmaster of Slytherin, Ivy used her first offensive spell – "Expelliarmus," which, while not gentle, was not deadly either.

This was followed by the ultimate display of his power, the grand finale of Ivy's plan: an ancient magical lightning strike, a clash of energy with Dumbledore, and the destruction of his own wand using ancient magic.

This demonstrates both the immense power of ancient magic and its inherent instability.

Finally, he pulled out his second wand and, with Snape's perfectly timed assistance, "lost the ability to resist" and surrendered without hesitation.

This left Dumbledore and Snape with the stereotype of "Slytherins who value their lives."

With that, Ivy's entire plan for the duel was complete, and now it was time for the conversation. Aside from improvisation, all he could rely on was his careful and discreet tone.

“Fairy silver…and perhaps there are other ingredients I don’t recognize…” Snape examined Ivy’s gleaming silver wand with a stern face, then handed it to Dumbledore beside him before turning to Ivy, who was draped in his long robes. “A little wizard who hasn’t even grown his first hair…daring to attack two adult wizards…and using magic he hasn’t fully mastered…if you hadn’t raised your hand quickly enough, I would have thought you were some arrogant brute from Gryffindor.”

Ivy pursed his lips, not intending to reply, but the expression on his face clearly said, "You have the bigger fist, so you get to call the shots."

“…Exquisite skill!” Dumbledore peered at Ivy from behind his half-moon spectacles, still praising the gleaming silver wand. “Well, perhaps you’d like to talk to us now? This…”

Ivy shrugged and reluctantly introduced himself: "Ivy, Ivy-Dum."

“Very well, it seems we’ve reached a certain consensus, Mr. Doom.” Dumbledore tried waving the wand he’d received from Ivy, but only a few sparks appeared weakly on the tip before nothing happened. “You clearly look like a Hogwarts student, so why are you attacking us?”

"Not asking about ancient magic?" Ivy shrugged. "That doesn't matter." Then he countered, "Have you seen me at Hogwarts? Of course not. Because I haven't seen you either."

“Oh…” Dumbledore nodded, clearly agreeing with the statement.

“I’m a fifth-year student at Hogwarts. Although I’m a transfer student, I’m at the top of my class in all subjects. All the teachers like me, and according to Professor Black—I mean, Headmaster Black—I’ll be elected a prefect next year!” Ivy seemed quite pleased with himself. Then he looked at Dumbledore, “But I’ve never seen you at Hogwarts, not even in a portrait!” He then looked at Snape, “And you, of course!”

“Therefore, you absolutely cannot be the headmaster or professors of Hogwarts. Assuming we are all telling the truth, there is only one possibility: one of us has traveled through time!” Ivy snorted, clearly quite pleased with her reasoning. “Moreover, we all know that the Ministry of Magic keeps an extremely tight rein on the Time-Turner, and they have even recently been considering enacting stricter laws to regulate its use. I suspect it will take them at least twenty years to put this into the law.”

The regulations concerning the use of the Time-Turner were promulgated by the Ministry of Magic in 1899. Ivy had read about the discussion of the drafting of these regulations in the Daily Prophet when she was in school. Although she didn't know what happened afterward, the Time-Turner was definitely a dangerous item that should have been strictly controlled.

This is what Ivy meant by adaptability.

“Speaking of Hogwarts headmasters with the surname Black, I can only think of one…” Snape squinted and scrutinized Ivy’s face, as if trying to find some flaw, but Ivy’s disguise was flawless and there was absolutely no flaw.

“Phineas Black, who else could it be? Everyone says so, including all the great headmasters of Hogwarts.” Ivy looked around before continuing in a slightly softer voice, “I mean, Headmaster Black was also a great wizard, absolutely nothing more than what you think.”

“Oh… I’m sorry, Mr. Doom.” Dumbledore shook his head and said with a sigh, “I’m afraid we are telling the truth, and no one is using the Time-Turner. Today is July 30, 1991. I am Albus Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, and Professor Phineas Black was two years before me.”

“You mean…” Ivy looked very surprised.

"That's right, all the classmates, friends, and professors you knew are gone."

"Am I 144 years old this year?"

The two who had spoken at the same time fell into an awkward silence.

Chapter 4 Grimoire of Destruction

Ivy was following Dumbledore and Snape to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor of the main tower.

"A lot must have happened in the British magical world over the past hundred years, right?" Ivy's question broke the silence that filled the air.

No one answered...

After turning two corners on the stairs, Dumbledore slowly began to speak: "Everyone's account is somewhat subjective. Why not treat the changes that have taken place in the wizarding world over the past hundred years as a mystery and explore it from your own perspective, Mr. Doom?"

Perhaps because Ivy's question was too general, Dumbledore didn't know where to begin. More importantly, he didn't know what Ivy's understanding of the wizarding world was like.

“Okay…” Ivy gave a noncommittal reply, but quickly raised a second question, “Has Hogwarts’ educational philosophy changed? And what about the teaching methods?”

"Nothing special, except for repeatedly opening the brains of those idiots and stuffing knowledge into them..." Snape said without turning his head, in a dry, monotone tone.

"What I mean is, can I go back to Hogwarts and continue my studies? You know, I only studied here for a year, and I didn't even take the regular wizarding exams!" Ivy made his point clear. To him, Hogwarts was a golden opportunity, and it was 1991, the story was just beginning! How could he miss out on all of this?

“Once we have a full understanding of the situation, we will make proper arrangements for you. Trust me, Mr. Doom.” Dumbledore stopped and turned to Ivy seriously. “Once we reach my office, we can have a good talk.”

“As you wish, Professor.” Ivy politely shut her mouth.

"Lemon Olaf." As Dumbledore uttered the command, the stone statue at the headmaster's office bowed slightly and made way, revealing a stone staircase.

The principal's office is a circular room, and Ivy felt that it hadn't changed much from over a hundred years ago.

Besides the bookshelves overflowing with books, there were display cases filled with all sorts of strange and wonderful magical artifacts, and the walls were covered with portraits of past headmasters. However, if there was any difference between Dumbledore's office and Phineas Black's, it was the addition of a glass case displaying the Gryffindor sword and Fawkes, the phoenix perched on a gilded branch.

“It should be summer vacation now, so why is there a little wizard standing here? Albus?” A portrait of a headmaster spoke up; Ivy didn’t recognize him.

“Even probation wouldn’t happen during the summer break, so something unusual must have happened. I heard that Harry Potter is going to enroll this year…” another portrait of the headmaster chimed in.

Ivy couldn't help but interject, "Harry Potter? Is he famous?"

“That’s none of your business.” Snape’s cold words silenced the portraits. He conjured a chair for Ivy and roughly pressed him down on it.

“Phineas! Phineas—Nigellus—Black?” Dumbledore called out Professor Black’s name as he searched among the portraits on the wall. “Could you please help me find him?”

“Oh! The greatest white magician of the twentieth century has come to ask me for help? How strange.” A rather unwelcome voice came from the other side of the wall, and the three living people in the room turned their gazes toward it.

“Excellent, Phineas!” Dumbledore exclaimed upon seeing Phineas Black’s portrait, then sat back in his chair and gestured for him to be introduced, “This is your student, Ivy Doom. Do you remember him?”

“Ivy Doom?” Phineas Black’s voice was full of confusion. “The professors reported to me that you were dead, so how did you survive until now? And how did you become…so young?”

“Anyway, it’s some kind of magical accident whose principles are not quite clear to everyone.” Ivy shrugged, then asked in return, “I’m rather curious why Principal Black would choose such an old portrait as proof of his position as principal.”

“It seems you do know each other. In that case, Mr. Doom’s status as a Hogwarts student is confirmed.” Dumbledore’s wise eyes flashed, and he casually picked up a candy from the plate that kept making a “crunch” sound and put it in his mouth. “Chew~ Can you tell me about ancient magic?”

"Hmph~" Phineas Black made a strange sound with the nose on the portrait. "Although it sounds plausible, it's nothing compared to modern magic. What ancient magic can do, modern magic can do too. In fact, ancient magic is much harder to control, barbaric and primitive. Isn't that kid what he is now because of ancient magic?"

Ivy rolled her eyes: "This is a necessary sacrifice to stop the fairy Lanlock. Even if we had to do it again..."

“I noticed you mentioned sacrifice?” Dumbledore interrupted Ivy’s reflections. “What would require a child to sacrifice himself?”

“The matter is actually quite complicated, but I’ll try to keep it brief.” Ivy struggled to organize her thoughts. “I am an ancient magic affinityist. Professor Figo found me and guided me to study at Hogwarts. At the same time, there was also a dark wizard named Lukewood who colluded with the goblin Lanlock, and together they set their sights on the power of ancient magic.”

"Among the many professors at Hogwarts, the secrets of ancient magic have been secretly passed down. They have built a secret vault beneath Hogwarts, which is the secret chamber beneath the one where you found me."

"Lanlock used goblin silver to control many magical creatures to serve him, and obtained its exact location through the goblins who built the vault. Finally, he used a drill to break through the mountain wall and came directly to the underground of Hogwarts."

"At that time, the Hogwarts professors all joined the battle. They held off Lanlock's followers outside, while Professor Figo and I faced Lanlock directly in the deepest part of the Vault. In order to defeat him, I had to unleash the power within the Vault."

"Then I saw you, and your bodies had changed into this form."

Snape said with a suspicious look, "A Muggle who has never received magical education defeated the threat to the wizarding world in just one year of study? Perhaps I should show my students your brain; it might help them get more certificates in OWLs."

"Because I have special learning tools!" Ivy pulled a book from her pocket, "The Wizarding Practical Guide!"

"Wow! How did it become like this?" Ivy looked at the gorgeous magic book in her hand in amazement. The original "Wizard's Practical Guide" was just an ordinary notebook with a cowhide cover and parchment pages, but now it has become a gorgeous and elegant magic book decorated with gems and gold and silver lines.

“Perhaps it should have a new name!” Ivy scratched her chin. “Ivy-Doom’s Spell Tome!”

"The Doom Spell Tome?" Snape frowned, sensing that things were not so simple.

"Oh! That name is nice too, I like it!" Ivy clapped his hands in approval of his misunderstanding.

Chapter 5 Admission Notice

By the time Dumbledore and Snape realized that Ivy's original name for the grimoire wasn't "Grimoire of Destruction," it was already too late.

They could no longer change Ivy's rock-solid mind.