From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 67 Nimbus 2001
In addition to the gifts from Slytherin students, Ivy also received gifts from some people he felt it was necessary to reciprocate.

Waving the brown paper package next to his ear, Ivy was sure that it contained candy. The greeting card was written in a circle-within-circle font and had only one sentence - "Zizz Bee Candy, I believe you will like it."

Needless to say, from old bee Dumbledore.

Several piles of books delivered by owls came from the same person - Hermione.

Ivy opened it and took a look. On the hardcover leather cover was written "Encyclopedia Britannica Index 1" in gold-plated letters.

That’s right, this thing has three catalogs alone. If I gave it to Ron, he would probably use it as a pillow.

"Do you expect me, an antique from over a hundred years ago, to understand more about modern society?" Ivy took them all out of their packaging and threw them into the Book of Destruction.

Next came a crude package, its bow tied crookedly, reflecting the clumsy fingers of its owner.

Inside the rough package was a small statue. It looked very sloppily made, but Ivy could still tell it was a hippogriff.

"Without a doubt, it's from Hagrid." Ivy nodded, picked up the sloppily painted statue, and put it aside, revealing a bag of candy underneath. Judging from the milky white texture, cream might have been used, but each of these irregular homemade candies was as hard as a stone.

"Could it be that Hagrid wants to make some gummy candy?" Ivy doubted it very much. After all, he was a tough guy who could make rock cakes that looked just like real rocks. It would be reasonable for him to make some gummy candy that looked like rocks.

"It must be because the weather is too cold that the candies are frozen like stones." Ivy stopped his groundless guesses and found a plausible excuse for Hagrid.

Then there was a soft package, the only one that wasn't delivered by owl.

A gorgeous nightcap, lovingly presented by Young Master Malfoy, with a note explaining its purpose: "You are right, Ivy. No one would go to bed wearing a nightcap sent by an enemy. But I see your little dragon likes it very much, so give it to it as a nest! - Draco. PS: Have you thought of a name for the little dragon? I recommend Night Smoke."

The other two members of the iron triangle, Harry and Ron, were obviously the same as Ivy, and had not thought of giving gifts.

But it’s a good thing this way, as it reduces the burden on Mage’s Pen to write greeting cards.

Next is the time to return the favor.

Ivy opened the Grimoire of Destruction and carefully counted his collection.

There were hundreds of wands from various dark wizards, which of course could not be given away as gifts, not only because the production level of these wands varied, but also because their origins were unknown. Ivy's own wand, which he often used to release "Avatar Eats Big Melon", was destroyed by him, not to mention these.

However, I can find some time to decompose them all into raw materials. As long as Ivy can gain enough experience points, it would be a good choice to turn all of these things into fireball wands.

In addition to the drops from the dark wizards, the largest stock in the Destruction Grimoire is various magical animal materials, especially the Phoenix feathers. More than a hundred years ago, Ivy rescued a large number of magical animals in various ways, and later, with the help of the house-elf Dick, he raised them all in the Room of Requirement. However, after so many years, the Room of Requirement has long been empty. Not only did Ivy not find any hair related to magical animals in it, but even the house-elf Dick was nowhere to be found.

For this reason, Ivy even visited the kitchen next to the Hufflepuff common room. Although the house-elves working there respected Ivy very much, none of them could tell the whereabouts of Dicko.

Only the various magical animal materials that still exist in the Grimoire of Destruction can prove that Ivy once rescued them.

Giving away phoenix feathers as a Christmas return gift was obviously too expensive, so Ivy finally prepared a few tail feathers of the Silent Bird.

These blue birds are also very beautiful, and their blue tail feathers are sparkling with a very dreamy color. Their feathers can also be used to make truth serum and memory potion, and they have certain value.

Ivy planned to make them into feather pens, add spell checking magic, and engrave the first-level spell psychedelic manuscript into them. It would allow the Silent Bird feather pen to write ciphertexts that others could not recognize three times a day, which was perfect for making small moves in class.

As for the return gift to Hagrid, it was even simpler.

Ivy pulled out her wand, conjured up a ball of fire out of thin air, and then directed the fudge that Hagrid had brought to line up and enter the fire. When they were almost softened, she used magic to reshape them.

"Well, my craftsmanship is much better than Hagrid's." Watching the syrup gradually solidify and turn into a lifelike statue, Ivy hummed complacently.

The fudge statue was of the same theme as the one Hagrid had sent, a hippogriff, but with a man on its back, wearing a moleskin coat and with scraggly hair and beard, it was unmistakably Hagrid himself.

Ivy's Activation Spell also gave them the ability to fly, allowing them to vividly recreate the scene of Buckbeak carrying Hagrid into the sky that day.

As for the old bee Dumbledore, Ivy knew that the Christmas gift he wanted most must be Tom Riddle's diary, but this was the only item Ivy could not give to him. After all, it was a Horcrux of Voldemort, and Ivy had never played with the soul of the Dark Lord.

How could Ivy let go without studying him inside and out?

So let's put off the gift for Dumbledore. Maybe a dozen wool socks would be a good choice.

Before Ivy finished writing the return card, Malfoy knocked on the door of the guest room.

"Ivy! Are you up?" Malfoy sounded very excited. I wonder where he got so much energy from.

"Devlin Whitehorn of the Nimbus Company will be here at noon today!" It turned out to be because of the flying broom. "It is said that he also brought with him a sample of the latest model of flying broom, named Nimbus 2001!"

"I must ask my dad to buy it for me! I've had enough of Scarhead Potter and his Weasley minions!" Malfoy kept talking outside the door, "Do you know what they said to me last time? 'This is a Nimbus 2000! What did you say you had at home, Malfoy? Comet 260?'"

(End of this chapter)