Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

This house is not far from Porter's old house, only four buildings and a small alleyway separated it.

The yard was abandoned, overgrown with dead grass, and a landscape tree grew twisted and slanted, its branches stretched out without any sense of beauty.

A few lines of fresh footprints spread to the door. The visitors who came before them were so careless that they didn't even knock off the slush on their feet when they stepped into the door, leaving the door in a mess.

"It seems that Ms. Bagshot's old age was not comfortable." Harry took a look.

You can see a person's living conditions from the courtyard.

These weeds, landscape trees, gravel and the like cannot grow overnight.

If she still had some attitude towards life, she wouldn't sit back and let them get messed up to this extent.

For ordinary people, mowing the yard can be a big hassle.

But not for wizards.

Landscape magic is a compulsory course for wizards. With a wave of the wand, you can solve things that would take days to complete. Worse still, there are house elves.

can only say.

Ms. Bagshot probably doesn't even have a single person willing to visit her anymore, otherwise even a single word from a visitor would not make this courtyard look like this.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Once upon a time, when I was young and Ms. Bagshot was also young, she was very popular, with an endless stream of suitors that could reach beyond Godric's Hollow."

"But my dear Harry, what most people pursue is not because of her."

"Even if no one publicizes it, the news that Ms. Bagshot is Grindelwald's aunt will still be known to most people."

True love is like gold hidden in the desert.

At least because of the book "History of Magic", Ms. Bagshot, who has countless galleons, did not find her piece of gold.

Being Aunt Grindelwald undoubtedly affected her.

Crunch——

The door to the house was pushed open.

Tonks poked half of her head out of the room, and the Armor Protective Charm enveloped her, protecting him tightly.

Three familiar faces.

But the female Auror didn't relax at all. She took out her wand, waved it lightly, flicked her sleeve, and with a snap, something fell into her hand behind the door.

There was no problem with the spell test, so she breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door completely: "Harry, Mr. Dumbledore, and Mr. Geralt, you guys came very quickly. Minister Scrimgeour thought you wouldn't be here until noon at least."

Harry saw clearly what was in Tonks' other hand.

A looking glass.

Lying quietly in her palm, there was no reaction.

"The Wild Hunt is not something that the Ministry of Magic can solve." Harry shook his head, "How is it, did you find anything?"

Tonks shook her head: "I didn't find anything."

She paused: "We received a notification from Scotland Yard at three o'clock in the morning. There seemed to be some movement in the area where wizards live in Godric's Hollow."

"We have read the Muggle police investigation report."

"Several Muggle witnesses said that the weather suddenly became colder, and then a group of people wearing armors and leading black dogs." At this point, Tonks wanted to laugh, and her hair turned bright silver gray, "Sorry, it's Knights who fit the image of the legendary Wild Hunt appear.”

"But the Muggle police have investigated the scene and everything is normal except for the unusually cold weather."

"So, we asked the Muggles to pass the matter over to us."

Harry nodded, walked towards him, and asked, "How come you are responsible for this matter?"

Speaking of this, Tonks looked resentful: "Remus went to Hogwarts!"

"It's boring for me to be alone at home, so why not work overtime to earn some money for milk powder in the future?"

Harry looked at her in surprise.

"Madam, you are not pregnant yet." Geralt was experienced and could tell at a glance.

Tonks pinched her waist and said carelessly, "Sooner or later."

"I have already proposed to Remus. When this matter is over, I will hold a wedding with him. I can't be behind you."

Harry walked to the door, stopped, looked at the snow in front of the door, and sighed: "How long will you stay at the door?"

"I don't know." Tonks shook her head, "Don't worry, we have obtained evidence of the footprints. There are six people in total and the footprints of a three-headed dog."

"That's not all." Harry shook his head. "I also want to see if anyone visited her before the Wild Hunt came."

"Can this be seen?" Tonks was surprised.

Dumbledore remembered what Harry did in front of Riddle's old house in fourth grade.

"The snow has been heavy during this period, and it will be layered." Harry explained simply, "It will leave traces."

Geralt looked at Tonks: "I remember Sirius told me that Aurors seem to be a group of people specifically responsible for investigating cases?"

Professionals should look professional.

You shouldn’t be ignorant of this common sense stuff.

"Don't have too much faith in the Ministry of Magic." Harry shook his head, looking regretful.

"Harry!" Tonks looked dangerous.

Harry whispered: "Okay, let me put it another way. Aurors are also wizards. Wizards have many ways to solve many problems that are difficult for us to solve, so they are more accustomed to relying on magic instead of eyes and ears."

Harry didn't say anything else, but raised his head and glanced at her head.

Tonks felt greatly insulted.

Not waiting for her to have an attack.

"For example?" Geralt spoke, spitting out two words.

Harry glanced at him faintly: "Geralt, you shouldn't ask such an embarrassing question."

"Your answer takes it to another level." Geralt responded with a smile.

Tonks tightened her wand and said, "That's enough!"

"Okay, let's go into the house and take a look." Harry glanced at the ground which had no inspection value and looked inside the house.

Geralt waved his hand: "You go in first, and I'll see if there's anything else I can dig out."

Tonks immediately retracted her temper: "I'm sorry, I will remember it!"

"When Thicknesse is dealt with, I'll have Kingsley write this into the employee handbook."

They enter the house.

The Aurors coming and going inside paused for a moment when they heard Tonks's words, but then they all lowered their heads and continued pretending to work, unable to afford to offend or offend.

Not to mention Tonks' current identity.

Even with Tonks' abilities, she was destined not to offend her as a Metamorphmagus.

Tonks waved her wand, and two stacks of documents flew over: "This is the file from the Muggle side."

"This is our investigation report."

The Aurors have indeed made some progress, and the investigation report is decent.

There were no signs of fighting in the house, only on the bedroom wall, there was a trace of a magic spell, suspected to be a barrier spell, a stun spell, or a disarming spell.

The daily belongings were all still there, but the study was messed up and most of the books were swept away.

Just as Harry was looking at the investigation report, Geralt walked in.

"Did you find anything at the door?" Harry asked him.

Geralt shook his head: "No, it's too bad. Two people smoked there and kept stamping their feet to keep warm."

Tonks' eyes were sharp, she looked back at the group of Aurors who were getting busier and snorted softly.

"Think better. At least they knew how to protect the crime scene, but they didn't expect the crime scene to be so large." Harry comforted Tonks and put down the file in his hand. "We have to go upstairs and take a look."

Harry wasn't completely reassured and went upstairs to check it out himself.

After walking out of Bagshot's house, led by Tonks, they walked to Gorshak's house.

"I looked through the books in the study." Harry said softly. "The books that were taken away were all modern wizarding history. I didn't take any ancient history. There were also some miscellaneous books, such as Magical Creatures and Where to Find Them." Category."

Dumbledore paused.

"That sounds really bad." He frowned slightly.

"As for other aspects, the Auror was very careful this time, and there is almost no big difference from the inspection report." Harry made the final conclusion.

They walked to Gorshak's house.

Very different from the Bagshot family.

It can be seen that this house was very exquisite "in life", with clusters of flowers planted in the garden, which were still in full bloom, but they were frozen by the ice and maintained until the last moment before death.

But this is not hoarfrost.

Kingsley is much more cautious than Tonks. As the personal bodyguard of the current Prime Minister, he has the most contact with ordinary people and has learned a set of professional criminal investigation methods from them. The scene is protected from the entrance of the yard to the house. No one had ever set foot on that section of the entrance, and the Aurors had all Apparated there.

Those whose apparation was not so accurate were carried by others.

This is troublesome.

Two Aurors have already had an accident with Apparition and were sent to St. Mungo's.

Harry and Geralt leaned over and took a look at that stretch of road. They both sighed heavily at the same time.

"Isn't this protected?" Tonks looked at the two of them in confusion.

Not happy with the ruined scene.

But now that the scene is well protected, why are we not satisfied anymore?

"Ms. Gorshak is visited often. The footprints on her doorstep have almost no investigative value. It is difficult for us to tell which of the footprints belong to Crouch's associates or Wild Hunt associates." Harry shook his head. Looking at Kingsley, "Is the on-site investigation report out?"

Kingsley nodded, waved his wand, and a stack of papers flew out.

Harry watched quietly.

Ms. Gorshak is still very young. Unlike Ms. Bagshot, who is over a hundred years old, she is only in her seventies, and as a master of spells, she still has certain fighting abilities.

"A weird but powerful freezing spell covers the entire garden." Kingsley introduced, "This should be the hoarfrost you are talking about, Harry?"

"This isn't hoarfrost." Harry shook his head, "This is the magic of the Wild Hunt."

"Freezing spell."

"Reminds me of a person, Caranthir, the navigator of the Wild Hunts, a warlock who is good at freezing magic and teleportation spells."

Ciri had introduced them to dangerous people in the Wild Hunt, and Caranthir was one of them, one of the most important advisors to the King of the Wild Hunt, Eredin.