The baron soon returned with Crown and Uma.

"Here's the rest of the money, and the guy you want." The Baron tossed a bulging pocket to Harry.

Harry raised his hand and stopped the pocket in the air.

He took out his magic wand and tapped it lightly, and there was a ringing sound in his pocket.

"A deal that makes you happy." After counting the number, he put away his wand and pocket and waved to Uma.

"Avallac'h, can you understand me?"

Uma was confused, scratching his head and shouting: "Uma Uma."

The Baron shook his head: "He seems to be unable to understand human speech. We have tried to communicate with him many times."

"I plan to take you to lift the curse on you." Harry said softly.

The ugly little creature's tone suddenly became urgent: "Uma Uma Uma Uma Uma!"

He seemed to want to express something.

But what came out of his mouth were only vague, repeated words with unclear meanings.

Hermione took out her wand and examined it carefully.

Black light emerged from Uma's body, like a halo surrounding the sun.

"A very clever curse." Hermione frowned, "It's different from the curses we have learned."

She originally thought that there was only a curse on this person that twisted him into a monster.

But the results of the magic detection surprised her.

This ugly appearance is completely wrapped in a curse composed of chaos and magic of the same nature as Yennefer's, and the soul is restrained by the curse, hidden and wrapped under a layer of curse.

Harry wasn't surprised.

He had personally experienced Yennefer lifting the curse on Uma, and was ordered around by her, even more smoothly than Geralt.

The method to break the curse is also in my mind.

But the conditions were limited before, maybe we can try other safer methods now?

He waved his wand lightly.

Magic fell on this ugly creature.

"Uma Uma!" he howled in pain.

A black shadow emerged from his body, but it took root and was tightly connected to his body. As more shadows were pulled out, even Uma's body began to twist.

The baron was so frightened that his face turned pale and he retreated step by step.

Harry stopped casting his spell.

The phantom hissed and immediately surged back. Uma's body solidified again, calling out softly and weakly.

"I'm afraid I have to extract his soul first." Harry frowned.

Hermione nodded: "Professor Snape should be happy to do this kind of thing."

The baron stared at the two men and hesitated to speak.

Why.

For them to be able to do such an extremely evil thing in their own homes so openly.

"Goodbye, Baron." Harry waved his wand.

The Baron was just about to respond and say hello.

His eyes became frightened again.

A man, a little taller than himself, floated out from Harry's waist, a small, wrinkled hat, wearing tight, strange clothes, with chains tied to his feet.

"Open the portal and take us back to Hogwarts." Harry whispered.

Caranthir is honest and works magic.

He walked in first.

Next came Harry with Uruma, and finally Hermione.

The baron looked at the three disappeared people and the remaining portal, rubbed his eyes, muttered a few words, and picked up the bottle again.

He really suspected that he hadn't woken up yet.

The wind and fire came and went, and the large piece of gold gave him a dream-like feeling.

And the man who came out of the hat

He doesn't look serious, and his eyes are very strange. He doesn't look like a normal person, but is similar to Uma, looking stupid and stupid.

And that person's ears.

It's a pointed ear, an elf.

The baron drank himself a sip of wine and forgot about these things. Whatever, maybe the demon hunter was not a good person, but he was not a good person either. Moreover, he was willing to trade a piece of gold with such high purity for him. The most important thing was that . He also provided information about his daughter and wife.

The white portal disappeared, and the baron didn't even have the interest to take another look.

The other end of the portal.

It's the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

When Caranthir walked out of the portal, a portrait darted out to inform Dumbledore.

"Harry?" Godric's voice also sounded.

"It's me, Mr. Gryffindor." Harry walked out of the portal and responded to his words, "Didn't you go out to relax with the Sorting Hat today?"

Godric shook his head: "The weather has not been very good recently. I have to take care of my drawing paper."

"Just a moment, Dumbledore will be back soon."

He just finished speaking.

The door to the principal's office was pushed open.

"Harry, it's only been a few days and you're back?" Dumbledore walked in with a somewhat surprised tone.

Harry whispered: "The clues are all ready, we just need to hurry up."

"But Miss Granger seems to have grown up a lot." Dumbledore tilted his head and looked at Hermione.

Hermione was startled and a little confused: "Huh?"

She felt like there had been some change in herself.

"Old people are a little sensitive," Harry comforted Hermione.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Harry, I would rather you say this is the wisdom of older people."

"Ha." Harry sneered.

"Have you found the little girl named Ciri?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes finally falling on Uma.

Harry replied: "Not yet."

"But find the key clue."

He also looked at Uma.

"Is this the cursed person?" Dumbledore pushed his eyes and slowly approached Uma.

He seemed to instinctively sense some threat, and retreated uneasily, making a roaring sound from his mouth.

This was a reaction he didn't have even when facing Harry.

"Avallac'h is also an Ain El elf. He hid Ciri in a place where only he could find it." Harry nodded, "The curse on him is a bit tricky."

"To break the curse, you can use Elvish or the Witcher's herbal medicine."

"That's how Yennefer lifted the curse on Uma."

"But there's no question that those things are painful and risky."

Dumbledore smiled, somewhat relieved: "So you want to ask me, an old man, for help?"

Harry nodded: "After all, you are the greatest white wizard."

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry thought for a while: "Use the Imperius Curse to extract his soul, and then forcibly break the curse on the body. Even if the curse breaks out, it will not pollute the soul. Just put the soul back."

"It's a rough way." Dumbledore nodded, "However, Severus's Imperius Curse is indeed so good."

"Want to try?" Harry turned to look at him.

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