Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Eredin didn't speak, and quietly looked at the pale man in front of him.

He was pondering the meaning of the man's words.

Thirst for knowledge and power?

"I can give you the knowledge of magic." After a long time, he said slowly, "But hoarfrost is just a natural phenomenon."

A shrewd look flashed across Crouch's eyes as he grabbed the words: "Natural phenomenon?"

"I will give it to you together with the magic book." Eredin waved his hand, "Now lead us to find Ciri's friends and children."

Crouch shook his head: "Not yet."

Eredin's expression didn't change.

The Wild Hunt drew their weapons.

The black and deformed hound crawled in front of them, whimpering and roaring in a low voice, waiting for the master's orders, it would immediately pounce on the man in front of it without hesitation, biting the man in front of him to pieces.

"Don't be so excited." Crouch waved his wand.

Bai Shuang was strange, and with the movement of his wrist, there was a slight twist. It is very faint, so faint that it is mixed with the wind and snow, and it is almost difficult to catch it with the naked eye.

But everyone here saw it.

The wild hunters looked surprised.

Crouch tilted his head, looked at the man in the light curtain, and said softly: "You can't do anything about Baishuang, but we seem to be able to try to use it."

He had this guess early in the morning.

This group of pointed-eared, demihuman-like creatures seemed unable to master that magical power very well.

It's because of human's prejudice against demihumans.

Also for my own analysis.

Hoarfrost was chased out from the portal, not their own strength. It can even be seen from the armor that it has the magic and function to resist Hoarfrost.

Ever since, he threw out a request to test the attitude of this group of people.

The result was exactly the same as my guess.

They can only use, not master.

Eredin's expression didn't change much.

He looked at Crouch: "Magic?"

"Yes, our magic." Crouch waved his wand again, and Baishuang was weakly affected again, twisting a little, and he could only do this now.

This level is very insignificant.

In the Ain-Air family, there are also warlocks who can do this kind of thing, but...

That is the result of their family's long years of research. The young man in front of him has only just come into contact with it.

Eredin stared at him.

His hand tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound. After a while, he slowly said, "You convinced me, but at the same time, I hope you can prepare a piece of magic information from your world for me."

"Of course." Crouch agreed.

Eredin waved his hand, and a team of wild hunting knights moved, carrying a large number of books, one after another, stacked in this ice and snow field. The weight of magical knowledge is very heavy, whether it is knowledge itself or when it is a book. look like.

It is far from the weight that one person, or several people can carry.

Communication magic has no contact.

Eredin sat on the chair, watching him quietly.

The Wild Hunt had their hands on their sword hilts, ready to go.

Crouch raised his wand and uttered the incantation crisply: "Shrink quickly."

With a whooping sound, the hundreds of books on the ground immediately shrank in size, becoming about the size of Aomame in the blink of an eye.

He opened a pocket.

With a light flick of the wand, he recited the incantation crisply: "Wingardim Leviosa."

Books flew into the pocket in an orderly manner.

Crouch hung it lightly on his waist, raised his head, and met Eredin's eyes: "How can I contact you? It's not as convenient for me as you are for preparing books."

Aridin waved his hand.

A wild hunter handed over a small crystal ball, filled with a dark gray mist.

"Facing him, say the spell." Eredin said, teaching Crouch an ancient saying.

The syllables are complex and obscure.

Aridin didn't tell Crouch what that meant.

Crouch was also very cautious, transforming into a parrot, and waited for it to learn the words without being affected, and then began to follow suit. After a few times, it could say it proficiently.

"I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." Eredin looked at him and said softly.

Crouch responded to him: "I also look forward to a pleasant cooperation between us."

The wild hunters began to pack up their equipment, stepped into the portal, and then disappeared.

Crouch continued to collect the remaining hoarfrost until he felt that he couldn't collect any more.

He also left quietly.

In Hogwarts, when winter comes, all the students are more willing to stay in the warm dormitory. Of course, the lion cubs are more willing to go out, especially on weekends, they are happy to go out for a snow game Battles, but not so much fun this year.

Slytherin is very quiet.

There are often conflicts among them, but most of the time, they are resolved in the public lounge. The other three colleges can only see little snakes with bruised noses and swollen faces.

There was a disagreement in the college, but this year was the best year for them in the past few years. From the beginning of the school year until Christmas was approaching and the first half of the semester was coming to an end, the Slytherins had always occupied the first place in the college. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw trailed them by five and fifteen points respectively.

This made Ron grit his teeth.

When was Gryffindor overwhelmed by Slytherin?

Saturday is the day that little wizards look forward to the most in winter.

Hogsmeade was waiting for them.

There was no potion research to do, and there were no tedious things in the castle. Harry and the others naturally came out of the castle and sat in the Three Broomsticks tavern.

"I think we'll go to the Hog's Head pub together." When Mrs. Rose brought the butterbeer, Hermione took a sip and said softly.

Ron frowned: "Hermione, I remember you have always been very clean."

Pig's Head

Ron had been leaning towards a different name, perhaps the Pigsty Pub would have been better.

"No, don't forget the agreement between Harry and Professor Dumbledore." Hermione shook her head.

Harry hadn't told them about Dumbledore's past.

However, it is impossible to hide the fact that brothers do not agree.

Including Harry to help resolve the conflict between their brothers.

"Then shall we go over now?" Ron tentatively opened his mouth and drank half a glass of butterbeer.

Hermione hesitated, and looked at the floor where the three brooms were so clean that a human face could be reflected: "I think it's better to wait."

Harry chuckled lightly and shook his head: "Professor Dumbledore's matter is not urgent. I'm contacting a key person recently. If I can convince him..."

He was referring to Grindelwald.

It's just not finished yet.

On the finger, the simple ring gave off a light vibration.

"Someone has broken into the Forbidden Forest." Harry looked down and said softly.

It's a bit of a calvin, let me sort out my thoughts QAQ