From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 332 After the game
There was no doubt that Ivy scored 51 points. Even if it was equal to Harry's 42 points, there would be enough points for both of them to be ranked first.

For Ivy, the Triwizard Tournament was just a place to show off his magical abilities. He was now a powerful nine-ring spellcaster, and as the saying goes, if you don't return to your hometown when you are rich and powerful, it is like walking in the night in fine clothes.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the wizarding world is Ivy's second home. Having acquired such a powerful spellcasting ability, how could it be justified if he did not show it off in front of his fellow villagers?

There is also a saying that goes, "If you have a sharp weapon in your heart, you will naturally have the desire to kill."

Although Ivy is not a demon who kills everyone he sees, but with something as convenient as magic, how can he not show off?

The magic he performed in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament was an ancient wizard magic combined with the specialty of [Melody Casting].

As the most unreasonable and geographically restricted type of magic mastered by Ivy, the effect that wizard magic can produce in this world is unmatched by other magic.

If the spell named [Elemental Concerto] by Ivy is placed in the DND system, it will definitely be a spell of nine rings or above. Although it takes a long time to prepare, its advantages are its rich effects and damage types, as well as its huge casting range. In addition, with the cooperation of [Melody Casting], Ivy can also use the singing ability of [Bard] to add other effects to this spell.

For example, [Breaking Song] can prevent the magic of wizards watching the game from taking effect, [Ecstasy] can capture the hearts of the audience, and [Boost Morale] can enhance the morale of one's own team.

It’s a pity that Ivy’s current professional level of [Bard] is too low, and the singing ability he can use every day is very limited, otherwise this time the elemental concerto could have come up with more tricks.

The inspiration for this large-scale ritual magic naturally came from the final battle of the world of Arda. Amid the chorus of the coalition forces, Ivy created a legendary and spectacular experience.

Since then, Ivy has been thinking about how to replace the coalition chorus by himself. Using Transfiguration to create animated musical instruments and then directing them to perform is an alternative method Ivy came up with. However, this method will be suppressed to a considerable extent in other worlds. After all, other worlds may not necessarily cooperate with Ivy's wizard magic.

Even if they really cooperated, Ivy couldn't easily conduct the symphony orchestra to perform. You have to know that he is actually playing each instrument himself. Only in the wizarding world can these animated instruments help Ivy relieve stress. In other places, Ivy has to develop a portable orchestra to release this kind of magic anytime and anywhere.

However, the spell of Elemental Concerto is not completely useless outside the wizarding world. At least it provides Ivy with a feasible research direction and a new way to utilize his expertise in [Melody Casting].

The first event of the Triwizard Tournament officially ended, and Hogwarts successfully won the first place thanks to the outstanding performance of Ivy and Harry.

Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were also in a close race, with Fleur and Krum tied for second place. But everyone knew that unless there was an accident such as a sudden explosion at Hogwarts, it was only a matter of time before Hogwarts won the Triwizard Tournament.

In the warrior tent, the four warriors gathered again, while the discussion and applause about Ivy's magic continued in the stands. Even though Bagman announced several times that the first project was over, the audience still refused to leave, but just buzzed with excitement, imagining that the person who had just cast the spell was not Ivy, but themselves.

"What a wonderful day!" Bagman jumped into the tent, his voice hoarse from his overly excited commentary, and rushed to Ivey as soon as he came in, hoping that he could sign his Hornets jersey.

After leaving behind a series of glowing magical signatures, Ivy asked, "You must have something to say to us, Mr. Bagman?"

"Just call me Ludo! I think you will definitely become a big figure in the wizarding world, Mr. Doom..." Bagman lifted his collar and admired Ivy's signature that kept changing colors. He smiled happily. "As for what I have to say, it will definitely not take up too much of your time! Of course, it's about the Triwizard Tournament!"

"The second project will start at 2:24 am on February th next year. Before that, you can rest for a long time. Of course, this time is not all for rest. We have left some puzzles for you to solve." Bagman pointed to the golden egg in Harry's hand and said, "See the cracks on it? These golden eggs can be opened. Just pick along the gap... The golden eggs contain clues to the puzzles related to the second project. If you can handle them correctly, you can gain a considerable advantage! Okay! I have finished talking! Go and enjoy your rare rest! The dragon must have put a lot of pressure on you, and your companions must be waiting to celebrate, right?"

After leaving the contestants' tent, the spectators in the stands gradually dispersed. On the way back, Furong called out to Ivy.

"Thank you, Ivy," Fleur said.

"For what?" Ivy asked, tilting his head.

"Thank you for your good luck." Fleur smiled. "Your lips have the sweet taste of butterbeer. As soon as I tasted it, I immediately felt the energy and courage injected into my body... If I wasn't a little shy, I would definitely take a few more sips."

Ivy closed his eyes and felt dizzy.

Not only did Furong express her feelings about kissing his lips, she even said in front of him that it tasted good. This made Ivy feel like he had turned into some kind of food. He always thought of himself as a strong and active person, but facing this passionate and unrestrained French girl, he was indeed a little overwhelmed.

"Your lips taste bad," Ivy decided to retort. "Icy and cold, and most importantly, I taste fear."

"Then I have to thank you!" Furong didn't seem angry at all, her eyes curved into a pair of crescents, "If you hadn't eaten up all my fear, I might have been buried in the dragon's mouth."

Ivy knew that the most straightforward response at this time would be to say that there was a Fire Dragon researcher on standby at the sidelines and that she would be fine, but looking at Furong's smiling face, he couldn't say anything like that.

Whatever, just don't let it affect my magic research. "Your magic is very effective, your strategy is very bold, and your success is mainly due to your own efforts... maybe my kiss only played a small role." Ivy sighed.

"But I think it has a great effect." Furong's tone was very serious, "Beautiful things can always awaken the courage in people's hearts. To me, your kiss is such a beautiful thing."

Ah, this woman is greedy for my body.

Ivy couldn't help but think in his mind.

"I'm not all good." Ivy smiled softly, "There's still a lot you don't understand about me."

"I am satisfied to see your beautiful side. At least, you are willing to show this side to me." Furong shook her hair. The flames of the Welsh green dragon not only burned part of her robe, but also dyed her flowing and gorgeous silver hair a little gray and black.

"Do you want to try again?" Ivy decided to take the initiative. It wouldn't cost him anything anyway. "Maybe I can leave you with a deeper impression."

"Hmm..." Furong raised her chin and thought for a while, "Why are we kissing?"

"For the fire dragon, for magic." Ivy reached out and lifted Furong's damaged silver hair, and the burnt hair ends regained vitality and vigor.

"You are so righteous." Furong stretched out her snow-white arms to hold Ivy's neck and gave her another sweet kiss.

The kiss was warm and sweet, and even made Ivy feel a hint of the afterglow of a satisfying spell, making him want more.

"Furong!" The kiss ended only when someone started calling Furong's name.

"It must be Madame Maxime." Fleur blushed and pushed Ivy away. "Don't think too much. We will always be rivals until you win the Triwizard Tournament."

Ivy smiled incomprehensibly. He would not stay in one place forever. To be more precise, he would not stay in one world. Developing a romantic relationship was just a matter of course. As for the future, that would be discussed later. Anyway, he was definitely going to Strixhaven University to study magic.

After watching Furong walk away, Ivy looked at the bushes nearby and said, "After watching for so long, it's time to come out, right?"

"Ha...haha..." Three figures laughing awkwardly emerged from behind the bushes. They were Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Ivy didn't feel embarrassed at all about having her affair exposed. Instead, she took the lead in asking about the three people's situation: "Why didn't you go back to celebrate? As far as I know, Gryffindors usually have a party in the common room, and the food is stolen from the kitchen."

"We...are not in a hurry..." Ron explained, "In case we disturb you..."

Hermione tugged at his sleeve behind him, and Ron shut up.

"Ivy," Harry asked, "...what does love feel like?"

This straightforward question made Ivy raise an eyebrow: "So you are also this age..."

Harry blushed when he asked the question, and seemed to realize how embarrassing his question was. He waved his hands frantically to try to explain, and looked at his two friends for off-field help, but he was greeted only by two surprised gazes.

So he had no choice but to say in despair: "I'm just... curious..."

"Love tastes different to everyone, which usually depends on the personality and identity differences between the two parties in the relationship. If you don't plan to really fall in love, you won't understand the true taste of love just by listening to other people's words." Ivy expressed his opinion.

"Why do you know so much?" Hermione blurted out.

"To study the 'magic of love.'" Ivy shrugged. "I don't have parents, so I can only study the 'magic of love' from myself. Being able to obtain first-hand information is something I've been looking for. I really want to know why the 'magic of love' is so mysterious and so powerful."

　Today there are only 8000... Hehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)