From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 40: The Younger Generation Voldemort

As for Defense Against the Dark Arts, Ivy only attended one class in the first week of school and found that Professor Quirrell was just reading the textbook verbatim, just like in the original novel.

This greatly disappointed Ivy, who had hoped that Voldemort would express some insights on dark magic, and he never attended a Defense Against the Dark Arts class again after that.

As for other courses for first-year wizards.

Because when Ivy was studying at Hogwarts, he was a fifth-year student. Not only did he have to face the final OWLs exam, but he also had to deal with Lanlock, who led the goblin rebellion. So he could only learn through abnormal means, and the magic courses from the first to the fourth grade were all things he had never touched.

Besides, there are nice-speaking classmates and teachers in the class. Just for these interesting guys, Ivy can't miss the magic class.

As for Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts, since wizards in this position were destined to be consumables, it meant that Ivy didn't have to deliberately maintain his relationship with him. Anyway, he would be GG in less than a year, and Ivy would have another professor.

Therefore, Ivy had no intention of pretending to be nice to him.

As for Voldemort hiding under Quirrell's turban?

He is just a youngster on the road of black magic, not to mention that he has no form now, just a steam and a shadow.

Professor Quirrell, who was standing in the stairwell on the fourth floor, almost popped out his eyes after hearing Ivy's bold statement: "I... I'm sorry that you would think this way... but if... you have any other ideas about Defense Against the Dark Arts..."

"No. Thank you." Ivy interrupted him impatiently, his eyes swept across Quirrell's head and looked at the corridor behind him. At the end of this corridor was the room where the Philosopher's Stone was stored, but the Philosopher's Stone was not there yet.

Quirrell took a deep breath and then exhaled more garlic-smelling gas.

Ivy gave a look of disgust and cast a Bubblehead Charm on himself.

Quirrell was obviously broken by Ivy's operation. He stared and said, "I hope that Professor Snape also knows that you skipped the Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Of course." In fact, Ivy didn't know whether Snape knew about this, but this didn't stop Ivy from setting a trap for him. "I'm learning defense from Professor Snape. You don't have to worry about this, Professor Quirrell."

"I'm in a hurry to get to the library. If you have any other questions, go find Professor Snape." Ivy decided to end this meaningless conversation.

"Wait!" Just as Ivy turned to leave, Quirrell stopped him. This time, his voice was no longer trembling and stuttering, but was filled with obvious anger. "Mr. Doom, I have no intention of commenting on Snape's teaching ability, but you should at least know that I am the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Ivy raised an eyebrow. "It seems you can speak properly now. I thought you were always a stutterer, Professor Quirrell."

"I just don't want you to go astray, Mr. Doom." Quirrell put on a proud smile, "Perhaps Snape will teach you some interesting 'tricks' in the basement, but you will soon understand who is truly worthy of respect..."

"Maybe... Dumbledore?" Ivy knew who was talking to him, so he deliberately provoked him. "He is a recognized master of magic and the most powerful wizard of the 20th century."

Quirrell's face darkened a little, but he soon smiled again: "I know what you mean, Mr. Doom. But Dumbledore won't live forever."

Quirrell took out a note from his pocket, wrote on it quickly, and then handed the finished product to Ivy: "Take it, Mr. Doom. I believe you will find more interesting things in the restricted section of the library. Maybe then, we can discuss the true mysteries of magic again."

When Ivy arrived at the library with the restricted area access permit, he still didn't understand what Professor Quirrell, or Voldemort, was going to do. Why did this guy do this?
I provoked you like that, but not only did we not fight, you even stuffed a note from the restricted area on me?

So what exactly did Voldemort misunderstand?

Could it be that making Horcruxes has made me stupid?
Ivy decided not to care what a person with a dull mind was thinking.

Anyway, now that I have got the note about the restricted books section, I would be letting myself down if I don’t take a look around.

Scholar's Touch, activated!

When Ivy, who had used up all his first-level spell slots, walked out of the restricted area with a sense of unfulfilled desire, he found Harry and Ron sitting on chairs in the library, scratching their heads.

It's been a while since I last saw them since the duel that night. I guess their homework has made great progress too, right?

"It's Ivy!" Ron nudged Harry with his elbow. "If he's willing to lend us his homework, we can go back and look at the broom earlier."

When he heard the word "broom", Harry's originally anxious face instantly showed a bit of anticipation. He turned his head and stared at Ivy.

"I seem to have heard the word 'broom'?" Ivy was very interested in seeing the flying brooms of the new century, especially the high-end products of the Nimbus Company.

As a means of transportation for wizards, the broom has undergone many technological changes.

More than a hundred years ago, flying brooms were all custom-made and were commodities similar to magic wands. However, due to the much more complicated technology, even a skilled broom maker would not be very efficient.

Therefore, a good flying broom is usually expensive and hard to come by.

This is why Ivy's Moon Dream is regarded by Madam Hooch as an antique with extremely high collection value.

Entering the new century, the most important innovation for flying brooms is assembly line production. Comet Company and Sweep Company hired many wizards and witches to work on the assembly line, and each person was only responsible for one process in the production.

This not only greatly increased the production of flying brooms, but also increased confidentiality.

Until the emergence of the Nimbus Corporation, Sideswipe and Comet were the most dazzling brands on the market.

There are no Nimbus brooms in Hogwarts castle, except for the one in the Gryffindor dormitories.

Ivy was very curious about the structure of the new-age flying broomsticks, especially the "braking spell" that the Lightwheel Company had exclusive patent for.

Maybe I can use that research point to get other flying props, such as a flying sword or a flying skateboard?
Ron and Harry looked at each other, and then Harry said quickly and quietly, "If you could give me your homework, I'd be happy to check it out..."

Before he finished speaking, Ivy's homework was thrown on the table.

(End of this chapter)