From Hogwarts to Sturhaven

Several milky-white figures emerged from the wall in front of them, wielding various weapons, and continued their charge towards Ivy.

But those guys didn't look like well-trained soldiers; they looked more like a group of ballet dancers.

Where in the world are there soldiers who charge forward on tiptoe?

Ivy threw out the Moonblade, its duration was almost up, and it was time to make the last bit of use.

Moonblade easily dispatched a soldier who charged with ballet steps, but Ivy showed no intention of checking the battle results.

He was preparing his next spell, the fifth-circle Evocation spell Dawnlight.

Dawnlight can create a cylindrical beam of light with a radius of 30 feet and a height of 40 feet. In the area illuminated by this light, every target will suffer 4d10 light damage. This damage can be halved by a Constitution saving throw, but the summoned minions cannot be saved by Ivy's spell.

This beam of light can last for one minute and can be controlled by Ivy to move at a speed of 10 feet per second. Targets within the beam will continuously take damage, making it perfect for clearing out large numbers of undead minions.

The soldiers charging on tiptoe quickly dissolved into the dawn light, but the next second, a vast number of milky-white shadows surged from the walls on all sides. Compared to the ghosts Ivy had seen, their bodies were much thinner, almost just outlines.

They were dressed in flamboyant costumes popular in the last century, like audience members who came to the opera house a century ago. Many of them wore uniquely styled hats, as if to put the words "elegant" and "refined" on their heads.

The audience, chatting and laughing, surged towards Ivy and her two companions, forming a wall of ghosts. Ivy had no choice but to control the beam of light to completely envelop the three of them, seeking a defense against this onslaught without any blind spots.

boom

A stone wall rose from the ground, creating a makeshift shelter for the two women embracing each other. Ivy was currently unable to prevent his magic from harming those he wanted to protect, so he had to resort to a wizard's incantation as a workaround.

But having rarely used this spell, he was clearly mistaken. The spell effect of Dawn's Light was to shine the dawn within a cylindrical space, not to shine from the top like a spotlight. He immediately saw wisps of smoke rising from the tips of Hibiscus's silver hair.

So Ivy changed her strategy, laying the cylindrical beam of light down and making it roll around the space beneath the three of them. All the ghosts caught in it melted away as quickly as spring snow under the scorching sun; after the beam rolled only twice, no new ghosts appeared.

After these waves of attacks, Ivy had gained some understanding of the phantom who called himself the Phantom of the Opera. He seemed to be able to summon the phantoms belonging to this opera house; he had already demonstrated the ability to summon symphony orchestras and stage actors, and even the audience.

If he weren't an evil spirit, Dumbledore might have invited him to perform at Hogwarts' Halloween dinner.

Chapter 155 Summon My Fist as an Attack

Although Ivy is already a mage capable of casting 6th-circle spells, his most familiar damaging spell is still the chain "Avada Kedavra".

Because the Killing Curse is a well-known unforgivable curse, Ivy generally does not use it in battles where she cannot eliminate bystanders.

Aside from the Killing Curse, the second most powerful attack should be the ancient magic of lightning. By utilizing ancient magic, Ivy can unleash powerful lightning to attack, and generally, anyone hit by this attack is instantly reduced to dust.

However, the recovery speed of ancient magic is really not fast, so Ivy generally does not use it easily.

Faced with the ghost lurking beneath the Garnier Opera House, Ivy still prefers to use D&D magic to fight.

Firstly, he had only recently become a D&D wizard, and he had fought very few battles in the past year, far fewer than he had during the era when dark wizards roamed the Forbidden Forest over a hundred years ago.

The best way to improve combat skills is, of course, to personally engage in combat. If Ivy hadn't used the 5th-circle spell Dawn of Light herself, she wouldn't have discovered that this spell couldn't be concealed by cover.

Perhaps similar situations are not uncommon in D&D spells, so Ivy can only gain truly useful experience in combat. As the saying goes, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. Applying the spells he has painstakingly studied to combat is also a means of improvement. Ivy doesn't intend to be a completely academic mage. If given the opportunity, he will definitely travel to other planes and other worlds.

Ivy is not far from mastering this skill; once his mage level reaches 13, he will be able to learn the 7th-level spell, Teleport.

This spell can teleport up to nine people, including the caster, to a different plane. The destination can be a location known to the caster or a place that has been roughly described.

If we consider the Harry Potter world where Ivy is now as a box, then he has already learned about another box outside the box—the Kingdom of the D&D series—through the existence of the Grimoire of Destruction.

That place is a collection of many worlds in a multiverse. Since Ivy was able to find many spells that did not belong to the rules of the D&D 5e version in the Grimoire of Destruction, it means that the worlds of the multiple versions of D&D may exist independently, or they may be in a merged worldview.

Furthermore, Stryker's literary apprenticeship and Yuanxiang's expertise revealed to Ivy the possibility of another multiverse group, namely the Magic: The Gathering universe, which belongs to Wizards of the Coast, just like D&D.

Since the world of Harry Potter, which exists in novels, films, and games, already exists in reality, then the two multiverses mentioned above must also exist. After all, Ivy was able to successfully cast D&D spells and create a Stryker statue from scratch.

More mysterious and vast magical knowledge is almost within reach, and Ivy will absolutely not give up the opportunity to explore these universes.

However, right now, Ivy needs to deal with the Phantom of the Opera hidden underground first.

The dazzling pillar of dawn light vanished after annihilating the audience summoned by the Phantom of the Opera, its duration ending. But Ivy's Silent Spell was not yet finished. The entire chamber remained silent, as if a silent play was being performed.

The ghosts that were destroyed left no trace, as if they had never existed. Ivy could only guess that the Phantom of the Opera had summoned them in some way, just as wizards could bring objects to life by chanting spells.

This was the first time he had ever seen a ghost capable of casting spells; he had never seen any of the ghosts who stayed at Hogwarts use any magic before.

Ivy silently took out a delicate little cage from the Grimoire of Destruction. He wasn't sure if Soul Cage would work on ghosts, because this spell was meant to capture the souls of dead creatures, not to be applied to a mark that had already died.

Suddenly, a large fire burst into flames in the sealed room. The flames were silver, like leaping phantoms. These silver flames did not raise the temperature in the enclosed space; instead, they caused the three living people to exhale their breath.

Ivy couldn't help but think of the Hogwarts anniversary party. Every Halloween, the ghosts gathered at Hogwarts would hold a banquet in the underground space of the Great Hall. A large group of ghosts from all over the world would gather there to eat food that had long since rotted, and dance to sad music.

When many ghosts gather together, the temperature in the air drops rapidly, as if their presence steals the heat from the air. The silver flames burning in the sealed room now seem to have a similar effect to the gathered ghosts.

Before Ivy could react, many milky-white figures emerged from the walls of the secret chamber. Unlike before, they were running for their lives, each figure's face filled with extreme terror, as if they were fleeing some unspeakable monster.

fire!

They are hiding from the fire!

Among the fleeing crowd were brightly dressed young women, band members in tuxedos, and opera singers still in their costumes. The flames might be echoes of the past, as were the figures frantically darting through the secret chamber.

Ivy cast the spell again, opening his palm and making a grasping motion in the space in front of him. A giant fist, gleaming with golden light, suddenly appeared in the secret chamber and slammed forward.

All the afterimages that couldn't dodge and crashed into the giant fist melted away, but even so, it still stopped the flow of people from continuing to surge towards Ivy and her two companions.

That giant, golden fist was Bigby's Palm, a 5th-circle Evocation spell. It was a transparent hand created by a force field, with health equal to the caster's maximum health, and 26 points of Strength and 10 points of Dexterity. It could act according to the caster's commands and mimic the movements of the caster's hand.

Bigby's Palm can move at a speed of 10 feet per second and change into various forms according to the caster's command. The first form that Ivy summons is Vajra Fist, which will cause all targets hit by Vajra Fist to suffer a force field damage of 4d8. However, Ivy has obviously modified it to Radiant damage by relying on the Awakening Grimoire.

Seeing that the milky-white refugee ghosts that had bypassed Bigby's Palm were about to merge in front of Ivy, he quickly gave Bigby's Palm more orders.

The giant hand opened from a clenched fist and swept across all the ghosts in its path. The sheer number of ghosts meant that each individual was of negligible quality; they all vanished simply by the sweep of the golden hand.

Ivy's command is a protective palm, which will faithfully stand in front of the caster to provide cover. Any target attempting to pass through the protective palm whose strength is less than or equal to that of the palm will be unable to pass through this force field palm. Even if the target's strength is greater than that of the protective palm, the space where the protective palm exists is considered difficult terrain for them, meaning they will suffer a penalty of halving their speed when passing through.

A golden, shimmering protective palm blocked Ivy and the army of fleeing ghosts, while behind him stood the Delacour sisters, tightly embracing each other.

Bigby's Palm still lasts for one minute, which means that if they don't take the initiative, Ivy and her two companions will soon face the pressure from the endless ghosts again.

While being passed through by a single ghost might only feel a chill, like someone pouring cold water down your collar, being passed through by many ghosts at once could lead to hypothermia and death. Moreover, the ghost wave surging towards the three of them was the work of the enemy, and Ivy was unwilling to risk being passed through by such a large group of ghosts.

Ivy sighed, raised his silver linden wand again, and clearly chanted, "Patrick!"

A burst of golden light mist shot out from the tip of the silver linden wand, surging and enveloping the area around the three people. All the ghosts that passed through the light mist disappeared.

The Patronus Charm is an extremely difficult spell, far more complex than many other spells. Furthermore, when a dark wizard uses it, it can potentially trigger a backfire, summoning maggots that will devour the caster.

Ivy has never denied his identity as a dark wizard, but he has always believed that he is a simple person who simply pursues magic.

While studying this spell, he also tried to incorporate his own arcane formulas from D&D, and the golden mist that differed from the usual Patronus Charm was one piece of evidence. This is because the Patronus Charm is generally only used to exorcise specific dark creatures, such as Dementors and Voldemorts. Even Dumbledore only invented a technique to allow the physical Patronus summoned by this spell to convey information.

In other words, the Guardian Spell doesn't possess any real offensive capabilities. This has always been a flaw for Ivy, which is why he tried to incorporate Radiant damage into the spell. However, so far, the revised Guardian Spell still cannot summon a physical Guardian, and Ivy feels that something is missing.

He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the year he had spent living and studying at Hogwarts after the seal was broken. Ivy felt genuinely happy; he was incredibly grateful to still have the opportunity to use magic. He recalled each spell he uttered; each flick of his Silver Linden Wand; the palpable surge of magical power within him; and the feeling of his mind being filled with knowledge after using magic to read books…

Each of these memorable moments made Ivy smile involuntarily.

The golden mist that filled the entire secret chamber suddenly changed, and a ferocious beast leaped out.

It was a four-legged, two-winged dragon with two smooth, metallic horns on its head. Every scale on its body was lifelike, and its outstretched wings almost completely occupied the entire secret room. Its back, covered with long fins, was also extremely broad. Together with its thick and powerful tail, it formed a majestic and wise behemoth.

The moment the golden dragon summoned by Ivy with the Guardian Charm appeared, its enormous body annihilated countless surging ghosts. The silver flames that had been causing the temperature in the secret chamber to drop were no longer terrifying, because the golden dragon opened its massive mouth and, like a whale sucking in water, swallowed all the silver flames into its belly, then spewed them out, filling the entire secret chamber with golden mist.

Under the influence of the golden mist, Ivy's silent spell, which blocked sound transmission, ended, and a cacophony of noise suddenly surged in from all directions, engulfing everyone. To be honest, after getting used to quiet, the sudden noise was quite unsettling.

"This is impossible! Who are you?!" Ivy heard the Phantom of the Opera's voice again, but he was no longer as arrogant as before; every word he uttered was filled with deep fear.

The golden dragon stretched its enormous head downwards, disappearing completely into the floor of the secret chamber. This magical creation, like a ghost, had no physical size and easily passed through the barrier of earth and stone.

"Ahhhhhh! What is this?!" The Phantom of the Opera screamed.

The golden dragon raised its head again, and a milky white shadow was in its mouth—it was the Phantom of the Opera, who had been so arrogant before!

The golden dragon's dagger-like teeth snapped shut, swallowing the milky-white phantom whole. Through the dragon's translucent neck, Ivy could clearly see the Phantom of the Opera melting away like ice cream before it even entered the dragon's stomach.

The dragon roared silently, its wings flapping as if to take flight. But the next second, it transformed into a shower of golden light, which slowly fell like a golden rain. The beautiful scene lasted only a short time; before the golden rain even touched the ground, the chamber returned to darkness.

In the silent darkness, a tense voice rang out: "It's over? Is it?"

Ivy lit up the glow of her wand and smiled, saying, "Of course. We won."

"No!" A warm body crashed into his arms, and Ivy realized it was Fleur. "You won. You saved us sisters."

Before Ivy could even place her hand on Fleur's shoulder, she felt a wet kiss on her cheek, accompanied by a loud "smack."

Ivy was stunned, but then he heard more "smacking" sounds, though he no longer felt Hibiscus's lips on his cheeks, and even the warm body in his arms disappeared.

Ivy brought her wand closer and saw that Fleur was kissing her younger sister. Her love was pouring down like raindrops, causing Gabrielle to close her eyes and wave her hands wildly, almost drowning in her sister's love.

It seems that Hibiscus's kiss was devoid of any romantic feelings, but rather filled with gratitude and relief for the rest of her life after the holiday.

Ivy shook her head and said, "Alright, Ms. Delacour..."

"Call me Hibiscus." The silver-haired girl turned around and smiled brightly, and then Ivy couldn't understand the rest of her babbling.

It seems that the duration of his language proficiency has come to an end.

“We should go out now, Hibiscus.” Ivy, having reactivated her linguistic abilities, repeated Hibiscus’s name.

Chapter 156 The Alchemist's House

“What an amazing Guardian Angel spell!” Nicolas Lemaître exclaimed in amazement. “I’m starting to believe he’s your collaborator.”

As soon as the battle between Ivy and the Phantom of the Opera began, the two old wizards, whose combined age was over seven hundred, sensed the magical clash taking place beneath the opera house.

Then, with a reluctant sigh from Nicolas Flamel, they Apparated together to the opera house's underground chambers, Dumbledore being carried along. He had never been to the Garnier Opera House's underground space, filled with secret passages, and it wouldn't be fun if he got stuck in a wall during Apparition. Nicolas Flamel, a passionate opera enthusiast, had explored the Garnier Opera House's underground space more than once and was very familiar with its layout.