From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 96 Soul Cage
After Ivy swallowed a corner of the Philosopher's Stone, his experience points increased again, and now they are enough to support him in raising the level of the Scribes Wizard to level 11.

The level increase allowed Ivy to freely learn two 6th-level spells, so he added the two spells he had thought of long ago to his spell list.

The first one is of course the Soul Cage of the Necromancer Department, which Ivy plans to use to capture the soul fragments of Tom Riddle. When casting a spell, the Soul Cage will attach negative energy to the small silver cage used as the casting material and create a barrier that can trap the soul.

When a soul is trapped in a cage, the caster can make use of this pitiful soul multiple times within the duration, and the Soul Cage spell itself provides four ways, namely stealing the soul's vitality, asking the soul's secrets, borrowing the soul's experience and viewing the soul's memories.

It can be said that once a miserable soul is really trapped in the cage made by this spell, all its value will be squeezed out.

When the soul in the cage is used by the caster six times, it will be freed, provided that its soul has not been scattered. Or when the duration reaches eight hours, the spell effect will automatically disappear, and the soul trapped in the cage will be free.

However, I am afraid that no necromancer who has learned this spell will actually release the soul that he has imprisoned with his own hands.

As for the second spell, of course, Disintegrate is the most worthwhile choice among the 6th-level spells.

Disintegration is a transmutation spell that can cause massive force damage to the object hit. If the creature or object hit by the disintegration ray is not strong enough to withstand this damage, he or it will be turned into a handful of fine gray dust by this terrifying ray.

If the target is a creature, it can only be resurrected by the 9th-level spells true resurrection and wish. If the target is an object or part of a magical creation, it cannot be restored by any means.

It is worth mentioning that magic items and props will not be affected, because the spell principle of disintegration is derived from the application of alchemy, which is equivalent to degrading the substance itself, so there is no need to worry that this spell will turn the enemy's magic equipment into dust.

Early Sunday morning, Ivy, whose spell slots were fully restored, came to the secret room on the map. He first completed the daily required 4th-ring spell release in Demon Duncan's private chamber, and then used his magical skills to create a perfect stone laboratory table for himself, because the previous wooden laboratory table was turned into a pile of irreparable waste by Ivy's spell experiments.

When everything was ready, Ivy solemnly placed the diary of today's protagonist, Tom Riddle, on the table.

"Welcome to your doomsday, Tom." Ivy opened his diary and wrote these words.

"Wait! Let's talk!" Tom's handwriting was sloppy and fast, faithfully reflecting his fearful heart. "Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets is not just a legend. It contains countless of his own research handwritings, and even a basilisk that has lived for a thousand years! I can help you tame it!"

"Come on, Tom." Killing people and destroying their hearts has always been Ivy's favorite thing to do. The Wizard's Pen fully presents his thoughts in the diary. "Do you think you are the only one who knows the secret room? It is a secret kept by the Gaunt family for generations."

"Hogwarts Castle has been expanded and renovated many times. In order to prevent teachers and students from being drowned in excrement, the school board completely updated its drainage and sewage system in the 18th century. It was members of the Gaunt family who were in charge of building the bathroom and sewage passage at that time. They took the opportunity to readjust the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets and linked it to the ability of Parseltongue, which resulted in the passage you later discovered."

"Look, Tom, you are not the only one who knows the secret of the Basilisk and the Chamber of Secrets, but you are the only one who foolishly released it and exposed the Chamber of Secrets to the public." "You are talking nonsense! Slytherin put the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets so that one day it can 'purify' those who are not worthy of learning magic in Hogwarts! And I am destined to bring changes to Hogwarts!" Tom's handwriting became impatient and arrogant, and he no longer used honorifics for Ivy.

"You? A half-blood born from a love potion?" Ivy wrote down the mocking words mercilessly, "Your insistence on the pure-blood concept is just due to your inferiority complex deep in your heart. You know this yourself, so you support this concept more crazily than the average pure-blood wizard."

"But in fact, there is no such thing as a pure-blood concept. It is just a barrier thrown by pure-blood families to distinguish the classes in the wizarding world. No one becomes noble because of a surname, and the power you are proud of does not come from Slytherin's inheritance. All those who regard the pure-blood concept as a criterion are real fools. I thought you could learn to be smarter, Tom."

"No! This is impossible! You are lying!" Tom was completely furious.

However, Ivy continued: "Moreover, I will prove to you at once that even if you create a Horcrux, you are far from escaping the shadow of death."

Targeting Tom Riddle's diary, Ivy first cast the 5th-level spell Drain.

A dark tentacle emerged from Ivy's shadow and tightly grasped the diary on the stone table. The dark magic that Voldemort used to protect the Horcrux began to dissipate under the grasp of the dark tentacle, and soon became Ivy's nutrients.

Tom uttered a feeble wail, and soon died down.

The silver cage used for the Soul Cage spell was also ready. When Tom Riddle's soul fragments were peeled off from the diary, they were thrown into the Soul Cage by the dark tentacles in Ivy's shadow.

"What have you done to me?" The ethereal little man with silver mist slapped the silver cage and screamed in horror. From his handsome face, it was not difficult to tell that he was Tom Riddle himself.

"Say thank you, Tom." Ivy picked up the silver cage and placed it in front of his eyes. "I have given you sight and hearing again. Isn't this more comfortable than hiding in a diary?"

"Don't even think about it!" Tom pounded the cage wall angrily, making as much noise as possible.

Ivy stretched out a finger, and the cage that imprisoned Tom's soul immediately shot out countless lightning bolts, hitting the unfortunate Tom, who fell to his knees, wailing in pain.

Yet Ivy showed no mercy: "Say, 'Thank you.'

(End of this chapter)