Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Gale had no real intention of inviting them to tea.

This is just a method used in spiritual games.

But they seem a little naive.

When they sat down one after another, Gale also came over and sat down: "I wonder why you came to me in such a big way?"

Harry watched Dumbledore pour him a cup of black tea and said softly: "Tell you two things."

"First, the current Eredin is no longer the original Eredin, but a person named Voldemort pretending to be him."

Gale stared at him: "Since you are here, I think you can weave a lot of perfect evidence for this lie."

"And I, an Elf of Ain, cannot possibly offend our king without conclusive and credible evidence."

The words of the elves always seem to be so outrageous.

But everyone present was smart and understood what he meant.

This elf did not feel that he was rejecting Harry's statement. He hoped to be provided with more and more convincing evidence instead of empty words.

Snape sneered, "You could have said it more simply, instead of looking like you were tongue-tied in your mouth."

Gale looked over.

The man who was as thin as a skeleton had raised his wand.

The divine edge is invisible.

The invisible blade flew past the tip of his ear and cut off a few hairs, but it did not fall to the ground, but flew into Snape's hand.

But after the curse cut off the hair, it did not stop. It was still flying violently, hitting the wall hard and carving out a deep mark.

Gale's expression remained unchanged, still calm and peaceful, just like the curse that could take away Snape's life if he wanted to, was not half aimed at him.

He just held his hands and stared curiously and seriously at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was still moving.

Snape took out a potion and threw Gale's hair into it.

Gulu gulu - the viscous medicinal liquid rolls with bubbles.

Its color changes in the blink of an eye, becoming a silvery, star-like light spot.

Snape took the potion without hesitation.

The taste is great, it is cool like mint, slightly sweet, but not greasy, and has a warm feeling, which is like drinking hot chocolate.

His features began to distort, and Snape transformed into him as Gale watched.

"What is this?" Gale looked at him carefully.

They are exactly the same, no matter the appearance, some small features on the body that only you or those who know you best will notice, and even the hair that has just been cut off, are also perfectly reproduced.

perhaps

Transformation magic can do this.

But this is by no means the result that someone who has never been in contact with him or has only met once will achieve.

Snape spoke, using Gale's cool voice: "Polyjuice Potion."

"One of our magic potions only needs a few physical materials to perfectly transform into a person."

Gale's eyes showed a trace of shock uncontrollably.

Unheard of.

Too simple and too complete.

"Didn't Eredin tell you this?" Harry whispered, "While he kidnapped the two masters, he also took away many books. Although Polyjuice Potion is rare, it will not be introduced at all."

On the Ministry's list.

Polyjuice Potion is a "controlled product" rather than a "contraband", and its level of danger is even lower than that of "Veritaserum".

Two masters?

books?

Gale frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed, keeping the expression on his face unchanged.

This small movement might be able to hide it from Dumbledore and Snape, but it definitely cannot hide it from the eyes of the two demon hunters.

"You don't know?" Harry said with some surprise in his tone, "Eredin never told you?"

Gale picked up the tea cup and concealed his inner emotions: "It seems like what I heard, you demon hunters all have incredibly keen observation skills."

"What do you know about our world?" Harry asked.

Gale shook his head: "I know very little."

"Eredin told me that he didn't know much about it. He only knew that it was a brand new world, and it seemed that besides the ancient blood, he could find a power that could stop the hoar frost."

Harry asked: "That's all?"

Gale nodded silently.

Harry put down the cup and leaned forward slightly: "He must have told you that he was united with some people?"

"I did," Gale replied.

Harry thought thoughtfully: "But he doesn't seem to have told you that he sent a team of knights to invade our world."

Gale was startled and shook his head.

Although he is responsible for the logistics of the entire Wild Hunt, the king of Ain El is Eredin after all, and he has the power to make all arrangements.

"Then he didn't tell you that Caranthir had been captured by us?" Harry said softly.

The soft sound is like thunder suddenly rising from the ground.

"Caranthir was caught by you?" Gale's expression was a little difficult to maintain.

Harry tapped his hat.

A person flew out and grew bigger after landing. It was Caranthir with a confused expression.

Snape raised his hand and skillfully cast the Imperius Curse.

Gale's face turned ugly.

Harry continued speaking softly: "Then he shouldn't have told you that Illerys' life would be used to test and confirm that I would stay in the world of witchers for a day?"

"Illerys is dead?" Gale exclaimed, his expression completely shattered.

Harry nodded: "I didn't keep his body, it has no value, and the hat will be angry. It has been emphasized many times not to stuff weird things into it."

Gale stared at Caranthir.

How he wished that the golden boy in front of him was a wizard in disguise.

Can.

The combination of the existing information and what Harry and the others had told undoubtedly proved that their words were not lies.

It is true that he has not heard from Caranthir for a long time.

He also asked about it, but Eredin just used the excuse that "Caranthir has other important tasks."

And Ilerith.

I did hear that Illerith was sent on some mission two days ago, but no news has been sent back yet.

"But this potion only copies a person's body, not the soul, right?" Gale took a deep breath and then asked.

Snape sneered, using Gale's face and voice to mock him: "Wizards have many ways to dig out a person's memory."

“We all here can do it.”

He walked up to Caranthir and looked into his eyes. Legilimency roughly scratched his memory, reading each one to Gale.

Each time one is read.

Gale's face turned pale.

Facts have proved that not only the body can be imitated, but also the memory and soul.