Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Several dwarves struggled and yelled.

"Witcher, what do you want to do?"

"Damn it, let us go."

The noise is a headache.

With a wave of Hermione's wand, their mouths opened and closed, making no more sound.

She frowned and looked at Harry uneasily, paying attention to the woman on the bed out of the corner of her eye.

died.

No witcher senses are used, no further examination is required.

She could tell that the woman on the bed was dead and lifeless.

"Is she Ciri?" Hermione asked, "Probably not."

She stared into Harry's eyes, showing no emotion, not even hers.

The words that came out of his mouth were filled with a hint of luck.

Hair, looks, description.

Both fit perfectly with "a young gray-haired woman with a scar on her face."

I don’t have any special feelings about Shirley and Hermione.

Knowing that she is like a daughter to Yennefer and Geralt, and like a sister to Harry.

She was worried about Harry's condition.

A person who has been searching for a long time and crucially, after crossing two worlds and searching endlessly, only found a body in the end.

"She's Ciri." Harry spoke, his voice was soft and hoarse.

Hermione didn't know what to say, she grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"It looks like she is dead, but maybe this is a way to escape the Wild Hunt." Harry said, his voice a little firm and self-comforting, "Go back to Avallac'h, he should know something."

At the first sight, panic and panic are inevitably born.

Death can hardly deceive people.

But why?

Obviously in his last timeline, Geralt took Ciri back.

The Butterfly Effect?

Or some weird effect?

What irreparable consequences will the chaos of the timeline bring?

Harry took a deep breath and grabbed Hermione's hand.

Hermione was surprised, she was surprised by the temperature of Harry's palm - she had never felt that Harry's hand could be so cold, but without hesitation, she immediately held it back and held both hands together.

"And I didn't feel the breath of death on her." Holding Hermione's hand, the warmth from his palm allowed him to regain some strength to continue speaking, "You know, I have been to the underworld and felt it. She doesn’t have the smell of death.”

Hermione didn't speak, she just held his hand tightly and pressed against him.

"No matter what, we still have to take it back." Harry raised his hand and waved his wand.

Recite the levitating spell simply and neatly.

"Wingardim Leviosa."

Shirley floated up and was about to fly into the Sorting Hat.

The white light ball flew towards Xili and merged into her forehead.

The breath gradually returned.

The heartbeat also gradually beats.

Harry's eyes were surprised, and he breathed a sigh of relief. His strength returned and he clasped Hermione's hands together: "It seems to be the strange magic of elves."

"The life force is sealed."

Can hide it from the eyes of the witcher.

He waved his wand and Ciri fell back onto the bed.

She woke up just in time, opened her eyes, and saw two people at the door: "Harry, and this one"

"My lover." Harry raised his hand and took Hermione's hand. "The first time I met, she is Hermione, Hermione Granger."

Xili's eyes lit up: "Lover!"

"I haven't seen you for so long. It seems like a lot of interesting things have happened to you."

Harry nodded: "It's indeed interesting."

He raised his wand, lit a fire in the fireplace, and conjured two chairs, one for himself and Hermione, and Ciri just sat on the bed.

"Is this the magic of your world?" Ciri asked with interest.

"Didn't you meet Merlin before?" Harry asked her.

Shirley shook her head: "At that time, the magic in your world was not mature enough, and casting a spell required long and long chants."

"It's not nearly as convenient."

Hermione took out black tea and desserts from the Sorting Hat, conjured a table, and closed the door to prevent the cold wind from coming out.

"Were you making preparations when you returned to Ancient Britain?" Harry asked.

Xili nodded, turned to black tea, and nodded in thanks: "Yes, you can't even imagine that a character who lived in my bedtime stories when I was a child suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. What a surprise it is."

There is an age difference between Ciri and Harry, more than ten years apart.

After she was brought back to Kaer Morhen by Geralt.

When it comes to taking care of children, Harry, as the youngest and closest to him, naturally also has a responsibility.

So he took out some stories from his own world.

There are many stories like King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table, the wizard Merlin, and of course the Three Little Pigs.

She took a sip of black tea and said in surprise: "Oh, my God, not only magic, the taste of food has also evolved a lot."

"No, I think there will be no changes." Harry shook his head expressionlessly, "The black tea is from Sri Lanka, the desserts are from France, and except for Hermione and I, nothing else is from Great Britain."

"That's really bad news." Ciri sighed.

She continued: "Especially after I met Merlin and Pendragon, I am even more sure that this is your world, Harry."

"A lot of things that puzzled me suddenly had answers."

"Why do you have so much wonderful power? Why can you learn the seals so quickly and why are you so powerful in your hands?"

"At that time, I was most concerned about Geralt and Yennefer."

"Merlin told me that the Golden Apple Island has the power to resurrect Geralt and Yennefer, but I have signed an oath with Lilian and cannot enter the Golden Apple Island again."

"As for Merlin, although he can get in, he has been kicked out a long time ago. For some special reasons, he cannot get in. Others don't have that ability."

Speaking of this, Shirley took another sip of black tea, picked up a piece of macaron, swallowed it, and then continued: "So I tried to use some ancient blood power to predict the future related to you, Harry, and let Merlin helped and built a garden in the forest, leaving some traces."

"Harry, you will definitely find the clues and bring Geralt and Yennefer back to life."

"what's the result?"

Harry nodded and smiled: "Geralt and Yennefer are fine now and are alive and kicking."

"That's good." Xili looked at the teapot happily.

Hermione waved her wand and gave her a refill.

"Thank you." Xili nodded and tilted her head, "But how did you come to this world? Have the wizards developed the magic to travel through the world?"

Harry shook his head: "Actually, we caught someone."

He's a little on the Sorting Hat.

A person floated out.

The dwarves were horrified.

Ciri also exclaimed: "Caranthir, did you catch him?"

Of course she knew this man.