Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Yennefer is not an easy person to get along with.

The witchers know it well.

Madam Pomfrey was also aware of this during her brief contact. If it wasn't for the sake of Harry and Dumbledore, she would not really want to examine this kind of person's body.

But soon, her eyebrows furrowed in another way.

"The lady is not in very good health," she began, waving her wand again.

Geralt whispered: "What happened to her?"

Madam Pomfrey: "The body is very young, the same as the appearance, in its twenties, but its internal organs are very old, and it can even be said to be a little fragile. It looks like it is in its forties or fifties."

Geralt flinched.

"Ma'am, I have to remind you." Yennefer said with a sneer, "Harry said that I am an old woman, and in five years, my age should exceed three digits."

three digits.

Madam Pomfrey was stunned, and after a while of reaction, she realized what Yennefer meant.

"You look very young." Madam Pomfrey respected the elders very much, "but some habits in life need to be corrected. You can't pay attention to your body like Principal Dumbledore."

"besides."

"There are problems in the shoulders and spine, and there are signs of correction, but the person who performed the operation on the lady is a bit bad, and it is only corrected in appearance. In most cases, magic is needed to maintain it, um. A very special kind of magic, I've never seen it, it's interesting."

"Sorry, what I mean is that this is very hard, it is better to use magic to completely correct it."

Ye Naifa didn't speak, but pursed her lips hard.

"These are still minor problems." Madam Pomfrey sighed, "The worst thing is the lady's ovaries and uterus, which have shrunk, like crumpled dead leaves."

"It's not a physical reason."

"It is destroyed by magic, and it is also a very special kind of magic, the same as the magic that ladies use to maintain their spine and body."

Yennefer said softly: "This is the price of learning magic."

"Study black magic?" Madam Pomfrey was very calm, as if she was used to such things, "It doesn't feel like a curse, nor is it a punishment for violating an oath, and there is still a chance of salvation, but this is also the first time I have encountered such a thing. In this case, give me time and let me study it."

If the damage to the internal organs was simply caused by magic, she had already dealt with it proficiently—after all, anything could happen to Hogwarts and this group of young wizards who had just come into contact with magic.

But it happened to an elder, and it was still this kind of magic spell that he had never touched

"What kind of magic did you study to cause this?" Madam Pomfrey tried to cast a healing spell, but it didn't work. Those organs that have been eroded and shrunk by magic for nearly a lifetime cannot be easily solved by a single spell.

Dumbledore said: "Another system of magic."

"Ms. Yennefer, I wonder if you would like to tell Bobby?"

Yennefer lay down: "Harry, are they trustworthy?"

"Madame Pomfrey is absolutely fine." Harry nodded, "Albus is also very knowledgeable. With him around, it should be faster."

Yennefer nodded: "That's no problem at all."

"Is the inspection done now? I don't have a lot of experience lying in front of so many people."

Madam Pomfrey nodded, her tone as gentle as possible: "Of course."

Yenefaliso climbed down and walked to Geralt: "Then we can talk about Harry now? What happened to the soul on his forehead? I checked him before, but nothing was found." thing."

"The essence of a Horcrux is just a pure soul." Dumbledore answered her, "and the piece of soul on Harry's head is so weak that even the independent consciousness that belongs to Voldemort and the owner of the Horcrux cannot be condensed."

"I didn't notice it either, it was Harry who reminded me."

Ye Naifa's tone was aggressive: "Can't you peel it off?"

"If I had found out at the beginning." Dumbledore said with a guilty tone, "But it's been too long, they have almost grown together, and with my current ability, if I want to separate, it's hard to say that it won't damage Harry's body." soul."

"Harry told me that you are the greatest white wizard." Ye Naifer said sarcastically.

Dumbledore said nothing.

Yennefer waved his hand: "Harry mentioned that the magic about the soul is in the restricted area. I want to go in and look for a solution."

"I don't think you would refuse. Only a lunatic would think it's safe to have a piece of someone else's soul on Harry's head."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then raised his hand and pushed his glasses: "Of course, I welcome it."

"It's just. Ms. Yennefer, after all, we are people from two worlds. Although we both have magic, they don't look the same. In our case, black magic can distort people's souls, so every book you take out They all need to be seen by me.”

"And I'll make the house-elves keep an eye on you."

Yennefer glanced at the man beside her: "Just don't stare at me when Geralt and I are doing something happy."

"Don't worry, I don't have the habit of prying into other people's privacy." Dumbledore immediately promised.

Harry and Snape immediately laughed.

Dumbledore emphasized: "Not really."

"Then go now." Yennefer said vigorously, "Where is the library?"

Harry shook his head: "Yennefer, don't worry, we still have two things."

"Take you to meet Hagrid."

"And take a look at the traces left by Ciri."

The former, going to see that Mr. Hagrid, is not very important to Ye Naifa-the cure of the uterus and ovaries has seen hope, but obviously it will take time. Compared with the hopeful things, she feels that Harry's head That stuff is more worth worrying about. She mocked Dumbledore, so she was mocking herself.

I didn't even see it myself!

He was still complacent, thinking that this was a symbol of "talent", thinking that it was the same as Harry being able to talk to snakes.

But the latter, Shirley's trace, made her feel a little thumped.

One is a son and the other is a daughter.

are all important.

She struggled.

"Let's go, Ye, we'd better listen to Harry's arrangement." Geralt persuaded him, "It's not too late to come back and read."

"Mr. Dumbledore, please prepare for Yennefer."

Ye Naifa nodded: "Then let's go back quickly, the books about the soul, and all the troubles are put in the room we lived in yesterday."

"Severus." Dumbledore turned his head.

Snape sneered: "Albus, Potter just gave me some troublesome things."

"I plan to go and see with them." Dumbledore smiled, his voice as gentle as his smile.

Snape stared at him.

Dumbledore continued: "This is to deal with the patch of soul on Harry's forehead."

Snape tilted his head: "Albus, you are more trouble than Potter."

Reluctantly, but still agreed.

Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips and suppressed a smile: "Professor Snape, I happen to be going to the library to look up some materials, let's go together."

They separated, one group went into the castle, and the other went outside the castle.

Through corridors, long corridors, until the edge of the Forbidden Forest, in front of a huge house.

Harry stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Inside the door, the dog scratched the door, barking happily.

The people in the room opened the door murmuring, and the dog in the door immediately quieted down. It sensed more than one dangerous breath, and ran back into the depths of the room with a whimper.

"Harry, why is it you?" Hagrid was a little surprised, "I mean it's summer vacation, why are you still at Hogwarts?"

"And Mr. Dumbledore."

"Oh, and two strangers."

He stepped aside to make way for a passage: "Come in and have a seat?"

Harry walked in, followed by Dumbledore, followed by Yennefer and Geralt.

"Would you like something to drink?" Hagrid greeted warmly. Every summer vacation is the loneliest time for him. He used to go to the Three Broomsticks or the Leaky Cauldron to have fun, but now he can't even go to those places. Every time he goes there, someone always grabs him, trying to persuade him to do something with Galleon.

If it weren't for Dumbledore to guard him, he wouldn't know how many times he had been tricked.

"No, there's something to talk about." Harry shook his head.

Hagrid dragged a stool over: "Is it about finding giants?"

"I have an appointment with Ms. Maxim, but she still has some school things to do, and I have a magical animal council to attend next week. We decided to start again in August, and there will be Scamander by then. Sir, one month is enough for us to find the giant."

Dumbledore was relieved: "Thank you, Ruburt."

Things became more orderly, and even Hagrid grew up.

Although I started growing up in my seventies.

"No, it's not about that." Harry shook his head. "It's about breeding magical creatures, like you breed snails."

Hagrid hesitated, and lowered his voice: "Harry, have you told anyone else about this?"

"It is illegal to breed magical creatures without permission."

"I breed Blast-tailed snails all under the pretext of the Triwizard Tournament"

"However, if only Hermione and Ron know, I have no problem. What kind of new species do you want to breed? Do you have any ideas?"

Harry was expressionless: "No, it's not a new species."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Geralt: "This is an elder I respect very much, but for some reason, his body has undergone a mutation, and he can't impregnate normal women, so I want to see if you can think of a way .”

"Harry, he has the same eyes as you," exclaimed Hagrid, before he noticed it.

Harry nodded.

"The elders of the Potter family?" Hagrid asked enthusiastically, grabbed the stick-thick wand next to the bed, and with a light wave, a large pile of rock cakes flew over, "Come, you're welcome."

Geralt grabbed a piece, weighed it in his hand, and tapped it a few more times: "Oh, a very good weapon."

"But I still prefer swords"

Hagrid hardened.

Harry whispered, "Geralt, this is food, food."