Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Magic stopped?

Ciri glanced at Harry in surprise.

Has his magic reached this level?

No time to think too much.

She swung her sword and unleashed her power.

Tick--

Time slowed down, like sinking into thick mud. Except for herself, no one else could move freely, not even Harry or the old witch. Only Hermione noticed something was wrong, and moved with difficulty and slowly. Turning his head, he looked in the direction of Shirley.

Next breath.

Time returns to its original state.

Xili appeared behind Zao Po and slashed with her sword.

Her skin and flesh were thick and fleshy, and the sword in her hand failed to penetrate her body's own defense well. It only cut off a few ropes, causing flesh and blood to fly, and the fishy smell became even worse.

Nanny clapped her hands again.

The crows that Harry had imprisoned showed no reaction.

The magic fails.

She was so angry that she grabbed the rotten hand hanging out of her breast pocket and threw it forward.

The dead body squeaked and roared after falling to the ground, and the walking zombies pounced on Harry.

The cook took out a bottle of magic potion from his pocket, laughed miserably, and dropped it at his feet.

Green mist surged.

It rolled up and spread towards Xili.

It was something bad, a potion made into a curse.

Harry's eyes lit up.

A very strange use of magic potion.

Xili also noticed that the power of blood surged and disappeared.

Hermione raised her wand.

She took a deep breath.

"Clear water like a spring!"

Rapid water spurted out from the tip of the staff and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, it gathered into a puddle and the ground was wet.

"Are you really kind, or do you only know these playful magics?" Zhi Po whispered, snickering.

"Are you asking for mercy from us?"

"You will definitely die here."

They talk a lot.

Hermione waved her wand.

Three feet of ice!

The flowing water suddenly froze, freezing the three of them's feet and sticking to the ground.

In terms of magic power, Hermione is far less powerful than Harry. She is only at the level of a normal little wizard. If she outputs all her magic power, she can also achieve the level of huge transformation of creations. However, in battle, such a desperate move is obviously not a smart person. actions taken in combat.

time.

Hermione was most proud of her use of time.

She is not a master in any field, but in terms of breadth of knowledge, she is even confident that she can rival or even surpass Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

She is nowhere near as powerful as Harry.

but.

She was sure that she must have mastered more spells than Harry.

The old witches and women felt something was wrong.

Whoosh——

The surrounding soil and gravel flew up, twisted into sharp iron pieces, and diffused towards the three of them in an irregular manner.

Control the field, attack hard, and last hits.

Hermione used the most wizarding and most effective fighting method for her.

Arrows pierced the air.

Zhi Po reacted too quickly. She transformed into a flock of crows and hid in them.

Boiled Po Po has rough skin and thick meat.

Nanny Po was the oldest, but she seemed to be very old and could not react in time enough. She was penetrated by iron pieces and turned into a hedgehog.

Harry raised his wand and pointed it at the crows.

The flames surged, spreading from the center to the surrounding areas, and the pungent smell of burning feathers and flesh filled the air.

He waved to Po Nui.

Oops, she flew forward quickly, unable to control her body.

Harry raised his sword and stood motionless, waiting.

Pfft——

Whispering Po flew over and passed the snake bone sword through her neck.

The body continues to fly.

The head fell where it was, two steps behind Harry.

Numpo is dead.

The remaining two people who had been sarcastic just now were filled with panic and uneasiness.

The crows that Zhi Po transformed into fluttered their wings and flew high.

The cook dropped the potion and turned into a crow.

Want to escape?

Harry looked at them calmly.

But he only allowed one person to escape, especially Zai Po, and she was not allowed to escape.

A flick of the wand.

A tree in the forest turned into a huge hand, grabbing the crow that Zoupo had turned into, holding it tightly, pulling it down from the air, and then threw it to the ground.

The crow that Zhi Po turned into screamed in fear and flew faster.

Harry ignored him and walked straight to Po Po: "Aren't you going to return to human form?"

"Do you still want to humiliate me?" Zou Po returned to her ugly appearance, her face was covered by the rattan basket and could not be seen clearly, but her whole body was filled with an aura of extreme disgust and hatred.

The wand was raised.

The rattan basket on her face dissolved.

A face was revealed, which was as bloated and fat as her body shape. The skin was peeled off, and the flesh and blood spread out one by one.

The eyes are gray, not like normal healthy eyes, but they are there anyway.

Legilimency.

Harry looked at her, mercilessly forcing his way into her memory, from her birth to before she was killed by him.

That's a long memory.

The old witch's origin surprised Harry a little.

She was originally a kind-hearted village witch who stayed away from the villagers but lived in symbiosis with them, using herbs to treat diseases in exchange for resources needed for life and research.

but.

Kind people are destined to live short in this world.

Her home was suddenly broken into, a group of villagers bullied her and tied her up, and a fire destroyed the evidence and all traces of her existence.

Mrs. Lin used magic to resurrect them, making them look like what they are now.

Harry didn't care about that.

But these are closely related to the potion formulas she created.

He searched slowly, bit by bit.

From time to time, I take out a piece of silver thought and put it in the bottle.

"What is Harry doing?" Ciri was confused and walked to Hermione with a frown.

Hermione distanced herself slightly: "While searching her memory, she probably found the potions she just used very interesting, and planned to take them back to teach them to Professor Snape, our former Potions Professor, and Harry's The relationship between them is very complicated, we can talk about it later after we go back."

Shirley still frowned: "A kind of black magic?"

Hermione looked at her in surprise: "No, why would you think so."

"In our world, although this is a forbidden spell, it is not black magic."

Shirley nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it."

"I noticed that you seemed to have noticed the power of my use of ancient blood just now?"

Hermione nodded.

"How did you notice it?" Xili asked. She has ancient blood, but she has not developed the power of this blood very well. Of course, although her progress is small, it is a power to manipulate time and space after all. It can almost be said to be the most powerful power in the world. Great power.

Hermione is excellent.

But she's not that powerful yet.

"In order to be able to stand here now, I have been using a prop called a time turner." Hermione explained simply, "It allows me to have more time to study and often deal with time. I am very interested in this kind of equipment." The breath is a bit sensitive.”

Ciri nodded.

The baron came over in a panic with the children: "Ciri, and the demon hunter!"