From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 205: New Changes in the Destruction Grimoire
After the previous battle, Ivy was able to determine that it must be his own ancient magical power that affected the Room of Requirement.

This long-lost magic can only be used by Ivy himself, and there is no content related to it in any documents left in the Hogwarts library. At least not in the books that Ivy read through the Scholar's Touch.

Since they can keep their bodies intact for hundreds of years and allow the Room of Requirement to travel through time, it seems that the magic of ancient wizards still has great potential to be tapped.

Just one more item on Ivey's to-do list.

Looking back at the entrance to the Room of Requirement, Ivy suddenly felt his Grimoire of Destruction trembling.

The bright blue magic light illuminated the entire map secret room. The shadows of Xiaoyan, the little dragon Norbeta and the phoenix Spark were reflected on the wall, appearing much more majestic than they actually were.

Several magic runes that Ivy had never seen before lit up around the Grimoire of Destruction. Before he could distract himself to memorize the shapes of these runes, the bright blue runes exploded into a ball of light and sparks.

The Grimoire of Destruction that rose into the air was silent for a moment, and then spewed out more magic runes, which merged into a river, a huge vortex, or a storm composed of magic runes.

The runestorm swept through every item in the map's chamber, but it couldn't even move the parchment, as if it were just a harmless illusion.

But Ivy's magical senses were frantically sounding the alarm. Any abnormal movement of magic power could cause the ongoing ritual magic to go out of control. He could only stare at everything blankly, unable to move a single finger.

It was the first time since his killing spree in the Forbidden Forest that he felt powerless.

Ivy was familiar with the feeling brought by this magic, like shaping reality at will. This was the illusion of omnipotence that Ivy had when using ancient magic to summon thunder or offset gravity.

The blue rune storm soon stopped, right in front of the empty frame of the Guardian, where Ivy had entered the Room of Requirement before.

The rotating runes finally released their power, and the guardian's picture frame underwent an indescribable change under the effect of magic, from a three-dimensional wall to a thin page of a book. Ivy never expected that magic could also achieve dimensionality reduction.

The place where the Guardian's picture frame was originally placed became a completely white wall, and even the texture of the tiles disappeared. It was as if a large piece of it was cut off out of thin air by some great power higher than nature.

The page of the book that was shining with magical light floated in the air and was inserted into Ivy's Grimoire of Destruction with perfect precision.

Only after all the actions were completed did Ivy regain control of his body.

Reaching out to catch the Grimoire of Destruction that fell from the sky, Ivy breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything that happened in the map's secret room and the Room of Requirement felt unfamiliar to him. This feeling of powerlessness, of not being able to control himself and the situation, was what he had been trying to avoid.

Whether studying black magic or making profits for himself in the magic world through information asymmetry, Ivy has been pursuing a sense of security and the ability to deal with all emergencies.

He thought he was a true master of magic since he could easily deal with Voldemort, but he found that he was still a complete novice in many aspects.

"A true master always has the heart of an apprentice..." Ivy muttered, reaching out to turn the pages of the Destruction Grimoire, "I didn't expect that the memories of the past are still educating me today..."

Ivy skipped over his attribute panel page, career characteristics page, and personal expertise page and turned to the page he originally used for storage.

The storage page derived from the "Wizard's Field Guide" is the most practical function in the Destruction Grimoire, and Ivy has always believed so.

As a storage tool that can hold a large number of items and automatically sort them into categories, Ivy really can't find any shortcomings.

Just like the backpacks or inventory in various games, the storage pages can not only quickly arrange the items thrown into it by Ivy according to various labels, but also, after becoming Ivy's awakening magic book, it can also link to his own thinking, so that the items can be delivered to him at the thought.

Now this storage book page has changed. The grid space originally used to place items has disappeared, and instead, there is a door pattern outlined in black ink.

Ivy hesitated for a moment and then pointed his finger at the door knocker.

The door of the ink pattern opened with a bang, and a long corridor appeared on the page. Like the previous door pattern, this corridor was also outlined by ink, but the difference was that the ink that outlined the corridor was trying its best to show a three-dimensional performance, as if there was a real house behind the page.

"This way of presentation... comics?" Ivy raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether this change was a good or bad thing.

Ivy's fingertips slid lightly across the pages, and the direction of the corridor changed accordingly, as if someone was moving through it.

Turning a corner decorated with exquisite portraits, Ivy saw a door with the words "Wand Room" engraved on the brass doorplate.

I reached out and touched the door knocker, and as expected, the door opened.

The book uses several storyboards to fully display the interior of the wand room. It is a very cramped little room with square box cabinets that reach the ceiling. It looks shaky and seems like it will collapse at any time.

There was no light source in the room except for a chandelier that emitted a dim yellow light. If the square boxes in each compartment had contents, the total number of wands in this room would probably exceed several hundred.

Ivy stretched out two fingers and slid them across the page, and the scene in the picture was indeed enlarged.

"Now it's more like playing some kind of simulated real-life game on a tablet..." Ivy complained silently, but the other four creatures in the map's secret room couldn't understand the jokes he used.

Clicking on a long square box on the cabinet, Ivy saw a magic wand lying inside.

When he focused his eyes on the wand, a small scroll immediately showed Ivy its information.

Quirinus Quirrell's Wand

Type: Wizard Spell Medium

Material: Hawthorn wood and unicorn tail hair
Size: 10 and a quarter feet
Note: Poor Quirrell was killed by me with a precise ancient magic throw. He did not die peacefully because Voldemort drained the last bit of magic in his body and, with his own fear, he recited a poor killing curse. Then I used a brilliant fireball to blow him to pieces. Look, this is the end of working for Voldemort. One day, I will make Voldemort's head into a toy. I said that even Merlin can't stop it.

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After Quirrell's death, Ivy did collect his wand, and in the notes of the item information, Ivy did think similar words in his mind, but the part about Voldemort was not Ivy's thought at the time, but was mixed in with Ivy's later plans.

This shows that the changed Grimoire of Destruction is still linked to Ivy's mind.

Ivy no longer used his fingers to touch the images on the pages of the book, but instead used his own consciousness to operate.

The wand boxes in the wand room were opened one by one, and Ivy's consciousness quickly distinguished its information. Most of the wands here belonged to the Fire Ash Snake Party more than a hundred years ago, and a few belonged to the goblins who illegally possessed them. In short, they were all Ivy's trophies, the kind obtained through illegal means.

After checking out the room filled with wands, Ivy's thoughts grew wildly. "If all the wands in my collection are placed here, then are there other rooms filled with other items in my collection? Could it be that the Room of Requirement and my Tome of Destruction have some kind of magical reaction?"

Thoughts raced like lightning, and Ivy's consciousness quickly left the wand room and returned to the corridor. Before heading to the next room, he suddenly opened the door of the wand room again. When he saw that all the wand boxes that he had just rummaged into a mess were back in place, he closed the door again with satisfaction.

Behind the wand room is the cloakroom, where most of the clothes stored are 19th century fashions collected by Ivy. If they were worn on the streets of Britain today, they would be considered retro.

Further back was the material room, where the various materials were sorted by magical animal and herbal production, in addition to metal and mineral classifications, gas and liquid classifications, and light classifications. However, the last category only had starlight for the time being.

Although all the materials were neatly arranged, Ivy still felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it, he realized that there were a lot of crafting tables missing. When he was the head of the Room of Requirement more than a hundred years ago, he had tried to put the crafting tables and their material producers together - mainly potion cauldrons and herb pots.

Just as this thought occurred to Ivy, he saw a door appear on the wall behind the material room. The house number on it indicated the purpose of this room - potion, rare item and scroll manufacturing room.

Ivy was very familiar with similar scenes. He had changed the layout of the Room of Requirement countless times. Perhaps after the previous outbreak of unknown magic, the Room of Requirement had completely merged with the Grimoire of Destruction.

Ivy opened the door and saw that, as he had expected, there were all kinds of manufacturing tables that he often used. Even the strange object manufacturing table that he designed himself was replicated one-to-one.

After exiting the material room, Ivy was surprised to find that the opposite side of the material room was the potion, magic item and scroll manufacturing room he had entered before. And the room that just appeared was indeed connected to the material room that Ivy had exited before.

In the world of pages of the Grimoire of Destruction, space does not seem to be rigidly up, down, left, and right. All kinds of wonderful nested structures can be fully realized.

Ivy originally wanted to try to open the doors of the corridor connecting the two rooms at the same time to see if there would be a scene like the one in science fiction movies where he could see countless copies of himself in the mirror.

But even if Ivy did that, he wouldn't be able to see anyone standing in the corridor, as if the thing providing him with the view was simply an invisible camera.

Ivy closed the two doors and continued walking along the corridor. Next, he was greeted by a library, which contained all the books he had ever read. Those from the magical world were placed on one side, and those from the Muggle world were placed on the other side.

The contents of these books are entirely from his own memory. This library is Ivy's memory library.

The collection of books in the restricted area of Hogwarts that he had read with the Scholar's Touch was also there, and they were sorted and placed in alphabetical order by the first name of the book.

What made Ivy feel more relieved was that the books about various vicious black magic had automatically cracked the curse. There would no longer be a sudden burst of ghost-like howling, or a puff of poisonous smoke, or dark red blood and pale green poison oozing out.

Even the monster books that would tear each other apart just turned their eyes around and looked around without moving at all. Once they felt Ivy's gaze, they would quickly close their little eyes as if frightened, trying to appear harmless.

After taking a quick look at the knowledge in his mind, Ivy sighed unsatisfiedly. He could keep going on this endless road.

Behind the Memory Library is the Magical Animal Ranch, with four entrances of different terrains on both sides of the corridor. Each entrance is exactly the same as the scene in Ivy's memory, and the magical animals living in it did not die because of the sudden change, and they still did their own things leisurely.

You know, the storage pages in the past could not store living things.

Suddenly, a bold guess popped up in Ivy's mind - the Room of Requirement was most likely linked to the Tome of Destruction, but not in the form of a magic room or a magic spell, but in the form of an independent demiplane, through this page inserted in the Tome of Destruction, it was linked to Ivy's mind.

If Ivy's guess is correct, it means that he can not only connect to the Room of Requirement through the Grimoire of Destruction, but he can even remove this independent page and open the door of the Room of Requirement on any plane.

This is equivalent to carrying a magic item that can release Mordenkainen's Mansion at any time. You should know that Mordenkainen's Mansion is a 7th-ring conjuration spell. Once it is set, the location cannot be changed, and it can only last for 24 hours.

Although Ivy's Room of Requirement cannot provide a sumptuous meal for a hundred people, it is more expandable. As long as house-elves and ingredients are put in, meals for a mere hundred people can still be provided.

Moreover, if Ivy could figure out the magic principle behind this new page, he might be able to expand its internal space again in other ways. You know, in the wizard's spell list, there are magical spells such as creating a demiplane. If his idea is correct, it means that in the near future, Ivy can even build a small portable world.

　I came back a little late, but I still wrote a chapter... I didn't break my promise...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)