Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

The commander of the Wild Hunt completes his mission as bait.

He attracted Harry.

Of course, bait is never something that can be reused.

His big head rolled to the ground and flew out with his helmet clanking, leaving only his bald head that was staring at death.

"The flames are blazing!"

With a wave of the magic wand, bright yellow flames surged, destroying the corpse and leaving no trace.

The steel chains also twisted and returned to their original shape. Harry thought for a moment and put them away into the Sorting Hat.

Maybe it will be of some use in the future.

After packing up, Harry walked towards another battlefield.

It's nearing the end there, too.

Ciri has a lot of practical experience, Hermione is less, but she is cautious and well-prepared. Spells, herbs, potions, and even the Weasley brothers' prank props are not very powerful. Things, combined with Hermione's careful calculations, exploded with great power.

Both navigators were dealt with by Hermione.

Wait for Harry to come over.

Hermione controlled the devil's net to capture the last two Wild Hunt knights, and Ciri swung the sword in her hand to chop off the heads of the two elves.

Ciri looked up and heard footsteps: "Illerys is dead?"

Harry nodded: "Dead."

"But the situation is a little bad. Illerith was sent by Eredin to deliberately delay me."

Ciri was stunned for a moment, confused, and Hermione tilted her head, thinking of something.

"Eredin needs to know clearly what purpose I am staying in this world to achieve during this period of time." Harry said softly.

"Clear" is an important word.

Perhaps, they would guess that Harry was not in Hogwarts during this period, but in this world.

But do they dare to take the gamble?

Eredin might dare, but Voldemort definitely wouldn't.

Only when they know clearly can they dare to act.

This is just like playing cards. If you have "four eights" in your hand, but you don't know the other party's hand, you will be worried and guess whether the other party will have a bigger card than you. When bigger cards are After you come out with a single card or a pair, and you know clearly that the four cards and eights in your hand are the biggest, then the cards can move smoothly.

"Voldemort?" Hermione spat out one word.

Harry echoed: "I think it's him too."

Shirley didn't understand it very well, but she still understood the meaning: "So we are going to your world now?"

Harry nodded.

Xili put away her sword and opened her hand: "Of course, no problem, but you wait."

"I don't have a good grasp of the power of the ancient blood. I need to confirm the timeline first."

A bright blue portal opened.

She walked in and came out again. After repeating it several times, she adjusted the portal: "That's good, let's go."

They step into it and wait to come out.

The traffic in an unfamiliar city.

"This is Germania." Hermione raised her head and looked at the billboard not far away. Based on the words on it, she quickly determined the area where her group was.

"Is the location wrong?" Xili asked.

Harry held Hermione's hand and Ciri's forearm: "It's not important."

Disapparate!

With a snap, they teleported away, landed in the blink of an eye, and appeared in Hogsmeade.

It was obviously still spring in this small village, and it was covered in snow, as if Christmas had just passed.

There is still a strong smell of white frost lingering in the air.

"Sure enough, they took action." Harry frowned and took the lead towards the castle.

Ciri and Hermione followed closely behind.

In the palace of the elves of Ain El.

The navigator who was sent to Voldemort also returned.

He stood before Eredin respectfully, adhering to the elven etiquette of Aen El.

Eredin exchanged pleasantries with him.

Sometimes it was something related to himself, and sometimes it was suddenly related to the history of the elves of Ain El, or some other secrets in the Wild Hunt that were difficult for outsiders to know.

The navigator responded fluently.

Only a true Elf of Iron can do this.

He was not Voldemort in disguise.

"What did that guy named Voldemort do?" Eredin asked.

The navigator answered honestly: "He broke into Hogwarts, rescued his son, and borrowed the magic of that castle to resurrect him."

"Really?" Eredin's face didn't change much. "Did he bring back his research on hoarfrost?"

The navigator nodded and took out three books and placed them on the table.

"After he was resurrected and had a physical form, the research on Bai Shuang went further."

"I'm waiting for him there."

"It is said that the magic he developed can perfectly control hoarfrost."

Eredin raised his eyebrows: "Perfectly controlling white frost?"

The navigator nodded.

In a cheerful mood, Eredin leaned forward and picked up the top book.

He has never been a tolerant person, but he has always been patient with Voldemort, and even allowed him to speak rudely to him. The reason is very simple, that is, he said that he could solve the hoarfrost, and he could indeed see the results.

In order to solve the problem of white frost, he can indulge in everything.

Even for the sake of the ancient blood that could lead the Ain El elves to escape from the hoar frost, he was determined to have a fight with Ciri - although in the end it was still difficult for him to react because of his race. .

You can even sacrifice your own chastity and dignity, and nothing else matters.

Now finally got the solution.

That was indeed a naive young man.

What value does he have after he has given himself the final trump card?

Eredin smiled and turned to the first page.

but.

The book is empty, with no text on the pages.

wrong!

This is very wrong!

He immediately tried to drop the book in his hand, but he couldn't. It stuck to his hand firmly, and the curse took effect. His mouth and tongue were sealed, and then his hands became petrified. His body stiffened little by little and was sealed in his position. superior.

The soul is not sealed.

His brain can still function and his eyes can still move.

He tried to turn it up and looked at the navigator.

But his face was expressionless, he just raised his hand and opened a portal.

Voldemort walked out of it, having been prepared for a long time.

"Honored King of Ayn El, King of the Wild Hunt, hello the great Lord Eredin, it's our first time meeting you." He greeted the people sitting politely, "This is my first time meeting you, and I need to seek help from you. Helping, seeking refuge with Voldemort.”

Eredin looked at the navigator with incredible eyes.

betray!

He was actually betrayed.

and

After just one day of contact, he actually betrayed me.

Voldemort noticed his look, smiled slightly, and snapped his fingers.

The navigator danced, shrugging his shoulders in a strange posture.

"Too bad, I forgot to introduce it to you before." Voldemort said softly, "This is the effect of a curse."

"One of the three unforgivables, the soul-stealing curse."