From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 596 Time Converter

Voldemort sensed that his situation was dire.

The man standing before him possessed a determination to destroy everything; after all, his surname sounded like he was always ready for an apocalyptic battle. Even though he had used ancient magic to completely transform his existence into an information meme, Voldemort still needed a vessel to interact with this world.

The wizard's mind was his only refuge.

If Britain had no wizards, then Voldemort certainly wouldn't exist either.

Therefore, when Sglahorn got up from the ground with his fat face propped up, the professors standing in front of the Great Hall immediately scattered and fled.

"You will not win in the end, Doom!" The newly minted Voldemort, standing at the forefront of the crowd, had barely uttered his threat when a Forgetfulness Charm flew from Ivy's wand and struck her.

Seeing the Voldemort signal tower collapse, McGonagall Voldemort brandished her wand, turning two chairs on the ground into lions, which roared as they charged toward Ivy.

Voldemort has lost his original form, and the body he created using dark magic was destroyed by Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts ten years ago. His soul was modified by his own magic, and now very little remains of him.

Therefore, once a user takes over another person's brain, the type of magic they can unleash depends primarily on the host's original strengths.

As the Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall's abilities are beyond question.

Transformation was as commonplace for Mag and Voldemort as eating and drinking; one after another, strangely shaped beasts appeared, baring their fangs and claws as they charged toward the approaching apocalypse.

"Stone statues, move out!" Magellan Voldemort waved her wand, commanding the armored figures and statues in the Great Hall to attack, while also shouting orders to the other Voldemors, "Scatter and run! Find that weapon! Our only hope for victory rests on it!"

Ivy increasingly felt that sharing a mental barrier was a useful skill.

If Voldemort's thought network remains open, then McGonagall Voldemort will never shout out his plans, and Ivy will lose the possibility of taking precautions in advance.

Although he didn't quite believe that any weapon could defeat him under Voldemort's control, Ivy always adhered to a strategy of caution. Upon hearing McGonagall's shout, he immediately used magic to press the pause button.

Time stood still at this moment.

The torrential rain that had burst through the doors stopped in mid-air, and countless raindrops reflected the dim candlelight in the auditorium, making the battle seem to take place in the stars.

Instead of using time stop to release a bunch of explosives in the auditorium like last time, Ivy moved between the various exits of the auditorium and sealed them off with a force wall spell.

To trap a dog by closing the door.

Hogwarts has a fixed anti-Apparition spell that can only be temporarily dispelled with the Headmaster's permission. Now that Harry Potter is dead, as long as McGonagall Voldemort doesn't have time to use his power as acting Headmaster, the Voldemors in the Great Hall have no way to escape.

The 30 seconds that had stopped time passed quickly, and the spittle that had flown from McGonagall's mouth finally landed on Flitwick Voldemort's face.

"You mean to eliminate him at the source?" Flitwick Voldemort shouted in terror, his square-framed glasses perched on his nose askew. "Can you guarantee that our existence is not causally related to him? The risk is too great!"

"Don't forget what form we exist in now!" Sprout Voldemort scattered a large number of seeds from his gray pouch, simultaneously using his wand to rapidly ripen them. "As long as there is even one seed left, we can bloom an infinite number of flowers!"

boom!
The statue that Magneto Voldemort summoned was blasted into a pile of rubble, with dust and fragments flying everywhere. It wasn't until blood dripped from his forehead that the other professors on the faculty benches, like Voldemort, finally decided to run away.

The first person to rush to the side door of the auditorium was an astronomy professor from Africa. Her already flat nose became even more ordinary after colliding with the wall of the auditorium.

"What's going on?" Seneca Voldemort stared at the blood spurting from his nose, flowing down the invisible wall in front of him. "He's sealed off the Great Hall!"

"You're not going anywhere." Ivy's figure disappeared in a cloud of silver mist, dodging the thunderous explosions fired by Flitwick and Voldemort, and declared from the air, "Enjoy your last moments."

Voldemort and his men were caught in a dilemma.

However, Ivy's repeated teleportations gave them an idea. McGonagall Voldemort shouted to the other Voldemors to buy him time: "Hold him off! I'll dispel the Hogwarts Anti-Apparition Charm!"

However, Ivy had already predicted this path.

The rampant, poisonous tentacles failed to catch even a glimpse of Ivy's clothing, and the thousands of candles that charged under Flitwick Voldemort's command only managed to capture a fleeting afterimage.

His figure suddenly appeared behind McGonagall Voldemort, and with just one finger, he completely erased the information meme belonging to Voldemort.

"Out of body!" Sprout Voldemort reacted quickly, trying to control McGonagall Voldemort before he fell, thus opening a way for his own survival.

However, true masters of dark magic would never give her that chance.

Ivy's snap came first, and Voldemort's tongue, which he used for chanting spells, suddenly seemed to get tied in knots, muttering something indistinctly.

Immediately afterwards, the dark magic of the Unforgivable Curse exploded on her face, causing Headmaster Hufflepuff to fall backward.

Ivy wasn't going to play cat-and-mouse games with Voldemort and his ilk in the castle; wiping them all out was his style.

The short but agile Voldemort ducked to dodge a ray, then used his wand to lift up countless floor tiles, which swept across the land.

Ivy glanced at it coldly, then slammed her mithril staff heavily on the ground. The flying floor tile immediately froze in mid-air, then began to spin rapidly and flew back in the opposite direction.

The headmaster of Ravenclaw was a dueling champion and has considerable expertise in various battle spells.

A small wand glowed repeatedly in his hand, blasting all the stones aimed at him to dust. While he was doing this, Ivy had already cleared the minds of the other professors in the faculty seating area. Now, there weren't many Voldemorts still active in the Great Hall; besides Flitwick, who was still resisting, there was only Professor Seneca, the astronomy professor, who was constantly trying to break through the force field wall.

As the first Dark Lord, Flitwick Voldemort, approached step by step, he suddenly put down his wand, seemingly no longer intending to resist.

“Don’t think you’ve won, Evie Doom,” Voldemort said viciously. “If you leave one of us behind, I will be the one to write the final chapter of victory!”

“Your strength is as laughable as you are, Voldemort. You have nowhere to run.” Ivy fired another Oblivion Charm, clearing Sinesta Voldemort’s mind, who was still struggling against the Force Field Wall. “All that you’ve done, and in the end you’ve accomplished nothing—Pathetic.”

"No! We are the true victors!" Trelawney Voldemort, who had been feigning death in the crowd since the start of the battle, suddenly began to deliver her victory speech. "Your magic is indeed beyond our imagination. You sealed the Great Hall with an invisible wall in an instant. You can calmly deal with any magic, and you even have the ability to break through the anti-Apparition spatial teleportation magic... You have almost no weaknesses, Evie Doom."

Bang.

After knocking out the Ravenclaw headmaster with a Forgetfulness Charm, Ivy's expression remained unchanged: "So, what method did you come up with to deal with me? That weapon? I'm starting to get curious."

“It’s a time converter.” The divination professor’s eyes widened like saucers, but he made no attempt to hide them. “We plan to go back in time and eliminate you at the source.”

Is time a continuous, interconnected thread of cause and effect, where a single change can have far-reaching consequences? Or is it composed of countless fragments, where time travel only leads to the creation of parallel universes in a long film? This has always been a topic of endless interest in 21st-century entertainment products.

However, in the wizarding world, this topic is settled.

Once you use the time converter, time becomes a cause-and-effect line; changing the past will correspondingly change the future.

"Eliminate me from the source?" Ivy paused in her memory erasure. "Over a hundred years, you'll have to go through quite a few twists and turns."

As a spellcaster with considerable skill in time magic, Ivy really wanted to get his hands on a time converter to play with, because he felt that it was indeed a very valuable thing to study.

Time and space have always been a set of mutually corresponding coordinates.

Using a time converter appears to simply rewind a few hours from the original timeline, but the spatial coordinates remain unchanged. Where you were when you used it, your location after the time rewind remains the same.

For Earthlings who travel 80,000 li a day while stationary and race through outer space, if a time converter only adjusts time coordinates, it's clearly insufficient to prevent them from remaining in the same place. Therefore, Ivy believes this thing might employ some more idealistic coordinate system.

After all, there is no distinction between up, down, left, and right in outer space, so it is not unreasonable to regard oneself as the origin of coordinates.

Before Ivy set off for Stryhaven, his magic hadn't yet touched the realm of time, so he hadn't yet acquired the magical Time-Turner. Perhaps after this trip, he could pack some back to play with and test whether the Time-Turner would work on Akavievo's unique spacetime structure.

"Your end is near, Evie Doom." Trelawney's charlatan-like aura was practically overflowing. "Can't you sense it? One of me has already escaped and unscrewed the hourglass of the Time-Turner in the Headmaster's office. Perhaps in the next second, you will vanish completely from my sight..."

One ran away? Ivy was highly skeptical.

Most of the students were frozen solid by Ivy's magic, and all the professors in the staff area were present. Hogwarts' anti-Apparition magic was still in effect; no one could escape Ivy's force wall spell that sealed off the Great Hall. Even after Sinestadt and Voldemort chanted "All Curses End" several times, the force wall spell remained perfectly intact.

Even if Voldemort did manage to escape, Ivy didn't quite believe that the Time-Turner could actually travel back over a hundred years. That thing only rewinds an hour with each rotation; even if the chains broke, it might not be able to get back over a hundred years.

"Who escaped?" However, the necessary precautions must be taken. Ivy was already silently preparing the next ninth-ring spell, Time Stop. The headmaster's office was naturally within the range of this spell. As long as Voldemort, who had escaped, was caught during Time Stop, Voldemort's plot could be stopped.

Logically speaking, the change in the timeline should happen in an instant. As long as it exists and hasn't disappeared, Ivy still has the ability to turn the tables.

"Trillawny is a good-for-nothing fraud, but the blood of the prophet still flows in her veins." Voldemort began to assess the aptitude of his own body, "Opening her third eye to make a prophecy, intertwining my fate with Harry Potter's... and indeed, just as she predicted—only one of them could survive."

"This guy even likes to secretly hide empty sherry bottles in the Room of Requirement! Now I know why it's become a storage room." Trelawney Voldemort sounded like she was drunk. "But after that idiot in the Crabbe family set the Room of Requirement ablaze with Fiendfyre and destroyed my Horcrux, it wasn't 'required' there for a long time..."

“Too much nonsense…” Ivy’s wand crackled with deep red lightning. “You should know the Crucifixion Charm, right?”

“A house-elf.” Trelawney Voldemort made no attempt to hide anything. “Great wizards never look down on such lowly beings. Even I only dared to take them seriously after suffering a great loss. Isn’t the magic of Apparition at Hogwarts amazing?”

The time stop failed.

After Trelawney mentioned "house-elves," Ivy was certain she wasn't bluffing, because these little creatures, whose spellcasting principles differed from wizards', truly possessed the ability to move freely within Hogwarts. If Voldemort possessed a house-elf, he could escape the Great Hall in an instant and do whatever he pleased.

Therefore, in that instant, Ivy activated the ninth-circle spell, Time Stop.

However, Trelawney Voldemort's incessant chatter continued to echo in his ears, and the sound of rain and howling wind outside the window showed no sign of stopping.

In an instant, the sounds around Ivy became blurred, Trelawney Voldemort's incessant chatter turned into a drawn-out, distorted bubble sound, and colorful clouds and streaks of light flashed past her eyes, and forward.

This means he is retreating at high speed.

All sorts of noise rushed towards him all at once, and the air turned into a viscous liquid, rapidly moving in and out of his chest cavity.

Suddenly, the backward speed slowed down, and Ivy began to be able to distinguish the shapes and outlines of the glowing objects around her.

Then he heard a voice that was all too familiar, the voice of Professor Figo, a respected mentor of his from over a hundred years ago.

"I'm so glad... that you're here to save our world..."

(End of this chapter)