Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 2 I Think I Need Two Swords
"Oh, unfortunately, I'm not." Petunia faked a smile on her face, "Wizard... Not everyone can become a wizard, not even the children of wizards."

Harry nodded expressionlessly, "Then please tell me, what you know about Hogwarts and wizards."

Petunia stammered the introduction.

Fernon finally regained some strength. He looked around and found sadly that his double-barreled shotgun was in the bedroom instead of the kitchen.

After half an hour.

Harry listened to Petunia's lengthy narration.

A very wonderful and novel world - the wizards here actually need a small wooden stick as a medium for casting spells, and without the medium, they lose the ability to cast spells.

Although the warlocks in the witcher world also need different casting mediums for the release of some spells, they also have spells that can be released without a casting medium.

and…

The power is not very strong.

From Petunia's description, it is only limited to the convenience of cleaning. Of course, this may just be her view of wizards from the perspective of a housewife.

But, it's amazing.

Can freely change the shape of external objects, and even turn a piece of wood into an animal.

Can magic still do this?

"The letter said that I would reply them with an owl." Harry lowered his head, looking at the contents of the letter, "What is an owl, the wizard's pet name for a postman?"

"It's still my understanding... the kind of owl that can coo."

"It's the latter." Penny replied with a complicated expression.

Harry nodded and smiled. "So, my dear Aunt Petunia, do you have an owl? I'm afraid I'll borrow it."

Feinon shook his head in horror: "We are a normal family, how could there be such a thing!"

normal person...

Harry raised an eyebrow.

In my own world, are wizards regarded as "heterogeneous" by humans just like demon hunters?
"Then it looks like I have to figure it out myself." He stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Although I don't know the principle of owl delivery.

The characteristics of organisms will not always vary much.

Just like...every white wolf's horse is named radish, and every girlfriend he knows is a sorceress.

Walking out the door, I saw an owl squatting on the fence at the door. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and stared at Harry intently.

"It seems that you are my postman." Harry smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand, "Can you please come in and sit down, I am tired from the journey and need a better place to rest, by the way, wait for me to write a reply, okay ?"

The owl cooed twice and jumped onto Harry's arm.

Penny doesn't seem like a person who likes wizards very much, but she has to admit that she is indeed a qualified housewife.

The owl food she made was loved by this Scottish round-faced fat chicken.

The letter was sent away.

Hogwarts responded faster than Harry thought. In the afternoon, there was a knock on the door. Fernon went to open the door, and there was a giant outside the door.

"Hello, I'm from Hogwarts, um... the employee sent here to pick up Harry, Rubeus Hagrid." The giant spoke, a little restrained, but his figure, his appearance, grinning, almost Scared Feinon out of a heart attack.

"Oh, okay, another freak." Fernon muttered, "Come in."

Hagrid squeezed into the room with difficulty, and when he saw Harry standing in the living room, his nose twitched and he cried a little: "Oh, Harry, the last time I saw you, you were a little baby."

"You look a lot like your father, oh, and the eyes too, he has golden brown eyes too."

"Thank you." Harry nodded, taking half a step back.

Huge body will always bring a sense of oppression.

Not to mention…

Harry's current body is considered extremely thin among humans.

He subconsciously touched his shoulder, it was empty—it was too bad, there was no sword, let alone a silver sword, it would be nice to have a steel sword.

Humanity?

Unlikely, it is difficult for humans to grow such a huge body-the bones don't support it.

Is it a sub-race?Races like halflings and elves?Or trolls, giants?
"Hello, sir." Harry took a deep breath, with his hands on his waist, ready to release the seal at any time—ordinary demon hunters, even if they were as strong as White Wolf and Lei Suo, the seal of Alder would not be able to deal with big demons. How much impact the size creature has.

He is an exception.

Even giants can't resist the Alder seal he released.

"Are you a professor at Hogwarts?"

"Is Hogwarts a school denomination that accepts non-human races?"

Hagrid blew his hair, literally blew his hair, his hair was fluffy and blown away, and his face was a little red: "Oh, non-human race, my poor little Harry, how could you have such an idea."

"I'm human, a normal human being, but with a bigger skeleton."

"Hogwarts is a good school, there are no weird werewolves, giants and other creatures."

Yeah?

Harry responded suspiciously.

Hagrid took a deep breath, put the words "half-blood giant" behind him, stuffed his bloated body into the sofa and sat down, and said to the Fernon family hiding in the kitchen: "Hello, you can come A pot of tea?"

"If it's black tea, it would be better to add half a teaspoon of milk."

Petunia immediately shrank her head back.

Hagrid looked at Harry who was standing again: "Sit down, let's have a good chat."

Harry hesitated, nodded, and sat down on the other sofa.

"I'm not a professor at Hogwarts, I'm the key keeper of Hogwarts." Hagrid said cheerfully, "It's not easy to get this job with Headmaster Dumbledore. The professors all want to pick you up."

"But I am one of Headmaster Dumbledore's most trusted people, and he entrusted this job to me."

He straightened his neck, proudly.

Harry nodded, took out the Hogwarts demand form from his pocket, and put it on the table: "How should I prepare these things for school."

"Sir, will you take me there to buy?"

"Although I really don't want to say that, but there is no money, and my uncle's family is probably not willing to pay the money."

in the kitchen.

Feinong said loudly: "I won't pay, let him go to a crazy asylum, and learn a bunch of tricks to make people crazy!"

This fat uncle, he fears the power of magic.

But his mouth is not afraid.

Under Alder's seal, the table was broken, but his mouth remained intact.

"How dare you say that about wizards." Hagrid clenched his fists, his voice tinged with anger.

Harry waved his hand, "Calm down."

"In my case, will Hogwarts prepare these for me?"

Harry's words worked, Hagrid snorted heavily, and turned his head back: "Oh, no, Harry, you don't have to use their money. Muggle money doesn't work in our wizarding world."

"Actually, your parents—you're supposed to know about your parents?"

"They left you a handsome legacy."

heritage?

Oh yes!

Harry woke up suddenly, how could he forget such an important thing.

He turned his head abruptly and looked at Aunt Petunia who came out of the kitchen with a teapot: "Aunt Petunia, where is the inheritance my parents left me? How much do you have?"

Before Aunt Petunia could speak.

Hagrid explained first: "No, no, no, the inheritance is not in the hands of these Muggles, and Mr. Dumbledore will not rest assured to hand over those things to them."

"Mister Dumbledore is keeping it for you."

(End of this chapter)