Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Ciri took a deep breath and raised her hands.

She was already very familiar with traveling across the world, but opening the door to the world—even a tiny door—was a big challenge for her.

Before, I relied on intuition and instinct.

But now, it's up to her to seize this instinct and evolve it into her own ability.

She closed her eyes.

Power surges in the palm of my hand.

Dumbledore's fingers trembled as he felt this power, deep and powerful, shattering the whole world in an instant.

Dark golden light flashed, and storms and thunder appeared, causing chaos in the entire office.

the portraits exclaimed.

Godric even started cursing.

Dumbledore and Harry raised their hands together, pressed their wands down, and the storm gathered in a small circle.

A few minutes later.

The dark golden light became stable, and the storm and thunder gradually subsided.

A frameless swirling door opens.

"Oh, okay." Xili opened her eyes and looked at her hands in surprise.

It was so smooth that she herself found it a bit incredible.

Yennefer walked to her side: "Ciri, how do you feel?"

Avallac'h answered for him: "This is a power that Ciri already possesses. She just didn't expect to be able to do this, but it is very simple for her and will not put any burden on her body."

Yennefer glared over.

"I feel fine now." Ciri replied softly.

"Harry, are you leaving?" Dumbledore looked at him and asked.

"Let's go." Harry was the first to go through the door.

Geralt walked closer and covered his face: "Oh my God, I hate teleportation the most!"

Gritting his teeth, he walked in as if he was generous and willing to sacrifice himself.

Others followed one after another.

Dumbledore was the last one. He looked at Godric and the motorcycle in the office: "I didn't expect that after living for more than a hundred years, I would still have the opportunity to go to another world."

"If anything happens at school, let Minerva handle it."

Godric nodded in agreement: "She is more suitable to be the principal than you."

Dumbledore waved his hand and stepped inside.

The dark golden vortex shook, causing a weak wave of wind, and disappeared on the spot.

They appeared under a pavilion.

There are lush green plants and clear water.

The great sunlight is pouring down, one to the left and the other to the right, and the special structure of the pavilion, which is similar to a room, blocks most of the sunlight, leaving only a few rays to diffuse in.

"Two suns?" Dumbledore raised his head and caught this keenly.

This was beyond his knowledge.

Hermione calmed down and explained: "The sun should actually be called a star, a celestial body that emits light. Two suns only prove that the entire world is very close to two stars."

Dumbledore nodded. He had a wealth of knowledge in astronomy and literature and could barely understand: "What is the knowledge of ordinary people?"

Hermione nodded: "Their exploration of the world, except in the field of magic, is far better than that of wizards."

Dumbledore marveled.

"Where is this?" Geralt looked around. He could hear wandering footsteps in the distance, and there were guards, but they didn't sound that strict.

"Awakening Palace." Avallac'h spoke, "where Gale currently lives."

"He should be in the study at this time."

Harry and Dumbledore raised their wands at the same time.

It's just that the spells they cast this time are different.

Harry cast the Disillusionment Charm, enveloping them all.

Dumbledore did not recite a spell, but flicked his wrist, and the magic power covered them. Everyone could see each other under the phantom body, and a thin barrier was closed in a hemispherical manner: "Don't worry, as long as they don't come to me Within the magic range, you can’t hear the movement we make.”

"This is a wise choice, there are already people." Geralt said, turning to look behind him, "Three of them, wearing armor."

"They are not the people we are dealing with." Harry shook his head, waved his wand, and stepped forward.

Others follow.

A palm-sized broom stayed here, following them all the way, carefully handling their footprints.

Shortly after they left.

The three soldiers patrolled here, but found nothing. They just thought it was a rumor, so they misheard it, raised their weapons, and continued patrolling to other places.

The elves of Ayn El have great artistic attainments.

Hermione was amazed that this level of aesthetics was almost on par with that country that had just fallen apart a few years ago, but unlike that huge and majestic style, the elves of Ain El were more graceful, perhaps because this world has Because of the two suns, they are always able to build and carve out amazing beauty within a constrained framework and in minute details.

Just like beauty everywhere, there are guards everywhere.

They are very sharp.

There were guesses, intuitions, and even a sorcerer sent over, but nothing.

They pause and walk.

Until a closed door.

"Here we are, this is Gale's study." Avallac'h stopped.

Harry and Geralt looked at each other.

Geralt pushed the door open, rolled in, raised his hands, and Quen's golden shield enveloped him.

Harry followed closely behind and cast a spell, blocking out the sound in the entire room.

Others came in one after another.

Snape was the last one, pointing his wand and blocking the entire door.

In the room, behind the table, there was only one elf sitting.

After Snape finished casting the spell, he turned his head.

He slowly raised his head, his white hair neatly combed, and his demeanor relaxed, not at all like the appearance of nearly ten criminals who suddenly broke into his house.

"Someone told me just now that someone seemed to have broken into the palace, but they never found a trace." Gale said softly, crossing his hands on the table, "It seems it's you?"

He stood up, politely, and spoke the full names of Ciri and Avallac'h.

"And Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Harry the Snake Whisperer, and some strange friends I don't know."

"I was really surprised by your visit."

"Want something to drink?"

Harry said: "Do you think that a group of us came here to drink tea with you?"

Dumbledore smiled and said: "I kind of want to try it. I can also provide some refreshments. Hermione, can you make macarons?"

Gale's eyes showed a little surprise.

He looked at Avallac'h and then at Geralt.

He thought that the one in charge among this group of people would be Geralt or Yennefer. He didn't expect that it would be the younger demon hunter and the very old one he had never heard of. Warlock.

Hermione nodded.

Harry waved his wand and conjured a set of tables: "Then let's sit down and drink."

"Exactly, we have many things to tell you."

Gale looked at the pile of deformed creations in silence.