Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Uma's life has not been very comfortable these days.

Pain is out of the question.

But there will always be some weird magic or something tested on them.

The fat woman who looked smiling and the most gentle was the most ruthless of the group. She would always bring out some strange plants and then conduct some incomprehensible experiments on her body.

There was also the man who seemed to be as tall as himself, who could always come up with some spells that surprised everyone else.

The smiling old man with a white beard is not a good person either.

on the contrary

The man and woman who look the most serious are the two gentlest people.

As soon as Uma is taken to the principal's office, he will immediately hide behind Professor McGonagall. If there is no Professor McGonagall, he will look for Professor Snape. If these two professors are not around, he will Then I went to find Sprout.

Yennefer has little interest in Uma.

She cares about Ciri, Geralt, and Harry, but she doesn't care much about things other than those close to her.

After repeatedly confirming to Harry that this ugly little guy was definitely not Ciri, he became very indifferent.

Of course, in the past, she would have been impatient and wanted to resolve the curse faster and free Avallac'h.

However, this involves a bunch of masters studying the magic of the two worlds.

And this is similar to treating Harry.

It’s all about protecting the soul and dismantling the “curse”.

Daughter Ciri is important, but son Harry is equally important.

So she was always there, but she just observed quietly and rarely expressed her own opinions.

Three days.

Hogwarts is unusually peaceful.

Crouch ate and slept every day. Occasionally he was woken up by Snape, but he did not reveal any news.

Harry and Dumbledore both carried the Marauder's Map with them.

Even when I sleep at night, there are portraits in the office arranged for duty, and I am always looking at the map, but no outsiders have ever intruded.

And three days later.

In the principal's office.

Uma was placed in a crib.

"Let's get started." Dumbledore said softly.

Flitwick and Sprout drew their wands, pointed them at Uma, and said the spell.

They are all spells that control effects.

A poisonous spell that causes relaxation of strength and rapid shrinkage.

Umalius howled in pain.

Curse is like rough sand. When it is pushed outward, the soul wrapped inside will inevitably suffer some pain.

The spell they both had was effective.

The curse became weak, and this manifested itself in Uma, who looked limp and mud-like, slumped in his crib.

"Severus," Dumbledore said, raising his wand.

Snape also raised his wand.

They chanted the incantation in unison.

"Call the gods to protect you."

Happiness often shines brighter when compared with pain. Snape's patronus may not be as powerful as Harry's, but to a certain extent, his patronus is more pure. Some.

So far, everyone who knows that Snape can cast the Patronus Curse still feels that even in the magical field full of miracles, this is an amazing miracle.

There was almost nothing in him that could cast the Patronus Charm.

A dark wizard who is proficient in black magic.

Not happy at all, far from a normal childhood or student life.

There is no pure friendship without exchange of benefits.

There is no thrilling, fulfilling love.

Even Dumbledore can proudly say that he once had a colorful memory - a pleasant youth time with Grindelwald, an unforgettable love.

But Snape

He never had Lily.

From the beginning, his life had no color, even if it was extremely close.

But he just showed it.

In the gray, he forced himself to carve out a bit of ambiguity and summoned his patron saint.

Diamonds in mud shine brightest.

The two of them sprayed out white mist from their wands. It was not a physical patron saint. The mist spread consciously, wrapped around Uma's body, and penetrated into his body through his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. These lights Gentle but strong, it penetrated Uma's body and reflected fluorescence.

Uma's painful moans gradually stopped.

After a while.

Dumbledore looked at McGonagall and Harry: "Severus and I are ready."

They both waved their wands.

When it comes to transformation spells, Harry and McGonagall, as Animagus, are undoubtedly the top people in this room.

The magic extends.

Harry used the Vanishing Curse to clean up those dull, soft, but obvious curses bit by bit.

Mag gently and gently restored his body.

This requires patience and time.

But no one in the room lacked this thing.

Half an hour later.

McGonagall restored the last muscle on his body, and the power of the curse burst out, hitting the white light of the Patronus Charm, causing slightly vibrating ripples. Harry didn't wait for the curse to erupt for the second time, and the Vanishing Curse emptied it.

The curse is completely removed.

A naked, thin, long-eared man, bloated and stuffed into a small crib, with intricate tattoos on his body.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Flitwick waved his wand and imprinted these traces.

Magical knowledge of another world.

"This bed is not suitable for him." Dumbledore waved his wand, "I thought he wouldn't be very tall."

The cot converts into a single bed.

Yennefer probed her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really not Ciri.

A strange man whom I had never seen before. His body was neither strong nor beautiful.

She smacked her lips and turned her head away.

not interesting.

Avallac'h is awake, but he is very weak. Even though the method Dumbledore came up with has slowed down the impact of breaking the curse on his body as much as possible, he has been tortured by the curse for a long time before that, and He has been played by the merchants and baron's men for a long time.

"Xili, Xili is in danger, go and save her." He struggled to speak.

Sprout raised his wand and spoke a spell to him: "Resume quickly."

This made him feel slightly better.

"I know you hid her in the Isle of Mists." Harry nodded, "But that's obviously not a very safe place."

Avallac'h looked at Harry in surprise.

"Ciri is the blood of the ancients." Harry whispered, "She obviously used her brain to save herself."

Many things that are difficult to understand seem to become understandable as long as you bring "ancient blood".

At least that's the case for Avallac'h.

He nodded, raised his hand with difficulty, and recited a complex spell.

A bright, white ball of light flew out of his palm, floated in the air, and was held by Harry.