Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Faced with Zoltan's question, Harry replied: "A woman."

Zoltan was not surprised by this: "Yes, a woman, where can you expect to find news about Dandelion? But Harry, we all know that he cannot only provoke one woman."

"I can't remember her name." Harry shook his head, "A female bard who sings very beautifully."

"Geralt said that her singing voice has the power to move people's hearts."

"Bard?" Zoltan raised his eyebrows, "You remind me of one, it's Pucilla."

Harry nodded.

Zoltan continued gushing: "She is different from other women. I think Dandelion is really obsessed with her."

"She's the spitting image of Dandelion."

"Then let's go find her." Harry whispered, "I remember she will perform at the Kingfisher Hotel?"

"That's right." Zoltan nodded, looking straight at the table.

Hermione waved her wand and cast food magic, taking out the ingredients from the Sorting Hat and making a table full of food, as well as two bottles of butterbeer.

"Come and taste the food of another world." Harry waved to him, "and butterbeer."

"Now is not the time for strong drinks, otherwise I think you will fall in love with those vodka and whiskey."

Zoltan walked to the table and sat down.

Hermione looked again as if to confirm that this man's ears were really like human beings, not like Professor Flitwick, who had a trace of pointed ears.

"What's wrong with my ears?" Zoltan was very perceptive.

"No, it's nothing, just a little unexpected." Hermione shook her head, "In our world, there is someone similar to you, but he has a pair of pointed ears."

"Pointed ears, half-elf?" Zoltan tore off a mutton chop.

Hermione whispered: "No, it's a race called goblins."

Meals are a great time to chat.

Hermione briefly introduced him to another world, and Zoltan listened with great interest, especially the mysterious magic, which sounded more interesting than the sorcerer's spells.

Until even if the oil lamp was lit in the room, it was enveloped in a thick darkness.

"It's time for us to set off." Harry stopped their conversation and stood up.

Zoltan raised his head and looked out the window: "Ah, time flies so fast, it's already dark now."

"Let's go."

The Kingfisher Tavern is the largest tavern in Novigrad City. It is located next to the central square. Most of the people who come and go are nobles, or at least civilians with few assets.

Not far away.

I walked over just in time to eat.

The tavern was bustling with activity, and all the prominent people in the city were here.

As soon as she entered the room, Hermione felt a refreshing feeling.

clean.

Completely different from this era.

The floor looks like it's been waxed, reflecting people's shadows.

A lady was sitting and singing on the stage in the hall on the first floor.

She held a lute.

The fingers move the strings, producing bursts of clear and sweet sounds like spring water.

The melody is simple.

The singing is also very simple.

One person, one stage.

The feeling of being in a movie, old yet new, is overwhelming.

"Spare lilac and gooseberry aroma"

"I would like to follow the wolf into the storm

Looking for the true heart even if the love has become empty"

Just a few lyrics.

Hermione leaned towards Harry and lowered her voice: "Are Geralt and Yennefer singing in the song?"

Harry nodded: "Dandelion likes to write poems about the White Wolf."

"Is there anyone?" Hermione asked with a smile.

Harry tilted his head: "It should be me."

“He was inspired either by women or by us as a group.”

The poem is not long.

When she finished singing, the tavern was quiet.

After a while, there was a burst of cheers.

The young female bard thanked the audience and walked off the stage with her piano in her arms.

Harry and the others got up and walked over quickly.

Priscilla seemed to realize that they were coming for her and was waiting for them in the corridor behind the stage.

"Ms. Priscilla?" Harry greeted her.

"Harry the Snake Whisperer?" Pucilla waved to him cheerfully.

Harry whispered: "Do you know me?"

"Dandelion told me many stories about your adventures together." Pucilla nodded, "Your ability to talk to snakes and even command snakes has helped him a lot at many critical moments."

"Like White Wolf, he is his most reliable friend."

Harry opened his mouth.

Puscilla lowered her voice: "I know what you want to ask, but this is not the place. Come with me."

She turned around and led the way, twisting and turning, and led the three people to her room.

"Are you here to find Dandelion?" Pucilla took a deep breath.

Harry nodded: "When was the last time you saw him?"

"A few days ago, he said he wanted to rob Sigi Luwin's treasury. I haven't seen him since."

"I have been inquiring about his whereabouts, but all I know is that he made a big fuss in Hawthorne II's lair, and a group of hyena-like guys rummaged through the city."

She paid attention to the expressions of the three people.

All peaceful.

"You're not surprised?" she asked.

Harry nodded: "This is all news we already know. This is really bad news. Hermione, we are late again."

"We will rescue Dandelion later."

Priscilla was surprised: "Do you know where Dandelion is now?"

There were further words she didn't say.

Now that we know everything

Why should you ask yourself?

"I'm just not sure what he has done." Harry saw the thoughts on her face at a glance and waved his hand, "Now that I'm sure what he has done, I will naturally know where he is."

"Now he should be imprisoned on Temple Island."

Priscilla was even more surprised: "How could he provoke the eternal fire?"

In Novigrad, the last thing you can't offend is the eternal fire.

"When he comes back, let him tell you his legendary story in person." Harry shook his head, "We have to do it as soon as possible. Are you sure it happened a week ago?"

Puscilla nodded: "Of course, I'm sure."

"Then we should still have time." Harry said softly.

"Are you going to Temple Island?" Zoltan frowned, his voice worried, "That's the female hunter's lair, it's very dangerous."

Harry took out his wand: "Don't worry, we can accomplish these things easily now."

With a flick of his hand, he spoke the spell to Hermione.

The Illusion Spell takes effect immediately.

The little girl who was standing next to them just now disappeared immediately.

"Invisibility magic?" Zoltan was surprised.

Priscilla looked at Harry in surprise.

As far as she knew, witchers didn't seem to be able to use such mature spells.

"Don't worry, we will bring Dandelion here well, and maybe we can help him get away with it." Harry whispered, patting the Sorting Hat lightly, and two broomsticks flew out.