The Death Eaters weren't so sharp.

They looked nervously at Dumbledore and Harry.

The former, with great fame, is the greatest white wizard.

The latter, whose reputation had risen, was more fearful of the young, ungraduated wizard than Dumbledore, and how many Death Eaters had died at his hands.

Harry looked up at the stairs.

Rodolphus walked down slowly.

"Tom." But he called his name with precision.

Voldemort dragged his voice: "Potter, you still recognize me"

"Of course, the smell of you soaking in the old woman's pile is really strong." Harry sneered.

On the side, Yennefer's eyes became dangerous.

"Mrs. Malfoy." Voldemort looked at the most vulnerable woman and said in a regretful tone, "I really didn't expect that the person who betrayed me would be you." ”

"Where did you get the courage?"

Narcissa clenched her fists and did not speak.

"The hosts! Master! Lucius crawled over and crouched in front of Voldemort, "I'll give me that damn stinky woman, she dares to betray her master and tarnish the honor of my Malfoy family, I will."

Voldemort waved his hand, interrupting him, "Lucius." ”

"My former dear friend."

"I've given you a chance, but time and time again, you've always let me down."

"Dear little Mr. Malfoy, a fifth-year wizard who has been able to escape at the hands of the Death Eaters again and again, is he Potter? When will such a good child appear in the Malfoy family? ”

He's a little wand.

Avada suo!

The green light invaded, thrilling, and fell on Lucius in an instant.

Death came without warning.

Lucius, who was still about to speak, stiffened and fell backwards, his arms still open, stretching out, at Voldemort's feet, in front of Narcissa.

His face was not frightened, but a little relieved.

Narcissa covered her mouth, holding back her sobs.

"Looks like you're still strong." Harry waved his wand, and the Transfiguration Charm jumped.

Dumbledore raised his wand, and the magic surged, covering the entire manor.

Geralt drew his sword and rushed forward, fighting alongside Harry.

Yennefer and Dumbledore worked together to deal with the remaining Death Eaters.

Suddenly.

A green light hit the second floor.

Geralt and Harry tumbled to the ground, and the spell hit the couch with a bang.

"I'm going to deal with that woman." Geralt glanced up at the corridor on the second floor, Bellatrix, with his messy hair on his head, dropped a word, and ran upstairs through the crowd of Death Eaters under the protection of Yennefa.

"Catch it alive." Harry spoke, reminding him.

Voldemort's face remained unchanged.

Dealing with Harry.

The battle soon came to an end.

Poof—

Harry's sword stabbed through the heart of Voldemort's new body, his expression calm even as blood spurted all over his face.

"Potter, you've won again." Voldemort was also calm.

Harry disarmed the spell and knocked his wand away, and Dumbledore beckoned to grab it in his palm.

"Thank you." Harry nodded to him, "But it's not an honor for me to defeat you. ”

Voldemort grinned, "Really? ”

"Then I hope you can keep winning."

He raised his hand.

The Death Eaters who had been restrained by Dumbledore's Transfiguration exuded an aura of extreme evil, including Bellatrix, who was still entangled with Geralt - Geralt faced the wizard for the first time, cautiously and steadily, not seeking a one-hit kill, but more stability.

She smiled at Geralt, dropped her wand, closed her eyes, turned to her master, and stretched her arms.

"Albus!" Harry turned his head to look at Dumbledore.

He immediately raised his wand and aimed it at Voldemort.

"No, it's Bellatrix." Harry shook his head, then looked up again, "Geralt, take this madwoman with you." ”

With a wave of his hand, Ye Naifa teleported to the second floor, grabbed Geralt, magically bound the unsuspecting woman, and raised his hand again, and led them out of the courtyard.

"She's really decisive." Dumbledore's wand hadn't even landed where Bellatrix had been standing.

Harry kicked Voldemort even more decisively, drew his sword, turned around, grabbed Narcissa by the hair, dragged her, and quickly retreated.

Dumbledore was the last.

"Hurry up, the magic on this person is very special, I can't control it." Yennefer spoke to Dumbledore in a very unceremonious tone.

Dumbledore waved his wand.

The aura like the Patronus Charm poured out and landed on Bellatrix, and the evil and hideous aura was slowly suppressed.

And in the house.

The breath became more and more hideous, as hot as fire, and the fierce fire gushed out and burned fiercely.

Narcissa fell to her knees.

Her heart, like Malfoy Manor, was burned under the fire.

Dumbledore turned, raised his wand, took a deep breath, and uttered the incantation.

"All curses are over!"

His magic was overwhelmed, and the fire grew faint.

Yenefer watched him cast the spell, thoughtful.

Harry raised his wand and aimed it at Bellatrix's head, "Let me see."

The tip of the staff rested against her temple, and with a slight tug, she took out a long silver thread and carefully placed it into the bottle.

The flame goes out.

Dumbledore turned around, "Harry, are we going back to Hogwarts now?" ”

"Wait." Harry put the bottle away, "I'll go check it out." ”

Carrying his sword, he walked into the ruins of Malfoy Manor.

Passing by a charred corpse, carefully examining it to make sure that each corpse had lost its breath of life, and making sure that there was no remnant of the soul breath on the body that Voldemort had invaded, he waved his wand, carefully hung a corpse, walked out of the ruins, and walked in front of Narcissa.

With a flick of his wrist, the scorched corpse fell.

"This is Mr. Lucius Malfoy." Harry whispered.

Narcissa sobbed, but did not make a sound.

"I'm pretty sure it's him, and I won't admit it." Harry emphasized.

Narcissa remained silent.

Harry sighed.

Walk over to Dumbledore.

He reached out to take Harry's wrist.

Harry dodged smartly, "Spare me, Albus, I've apparitioned many times today." ”

Dumbledore shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"Horseback riding?" Geralt asked.

Harry shook his head and tapped his hand on the Sorting Hat, "No, something more exciting, I think you're going to love it." ”

The Sorting Hat snorted, "Harry, why are you calling me?" ”

"I'm really worried to death, I can't contact my body today, I thought something happened to you, thank goodness, it all looks fine."

Geralt and Yennefer looked at the hat in surprise.

Talking power-ups?

"Bring that body of yours here, and bring an extra motorcycle." Harry said to him, "We need to go to Hogwarts." ”

"You let a motorcycle drive a motorcycle?" The Sorting Hat scoffed.

Harry patted it, "Hurry up. ”

It muttered, "Alright, alright, I'll be as fast as I can." ”

On the hat, the flexible aura dissipated and became ordinary again.

"Harry, why don't you introduce you to these two of your friends now?" Dumbledore led them away, away from the ruins of Malfoy Manor, away from Narcissa's sad woman.

"Yennefa of Vangerberg, an old woman." Yennefer opened his mouth and introduced himself calmly, accentuating the pronunciation of the word "old woman" as he said it.

Harry froze.

"Geralt of Rivia, a witcher." Geralt was a little helpless, and also opened his mouth to introduce himself.

Dumbledore nodded, "Vangerberg and Livia are place names?" ”

"Then I'm supposed to be Dumbledore from Hogwarts?"

Harry introduced him, "Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts—a school of witchcraft and wizardry, similar to Ben Ade and Erethusa, but peaceful. ”

Dumbledore narrowed.

Ben Ade and Eretusa were two names he had never heard of.

Some conjectures in my heart are gradually being implemented.

"It's a little complicated right now." Harry took a deep breath and explained, "Albus, thank you for believing in me and not asking me about the origin of my knowledge and abilities. ”

Dumbledore nodded.

Harry continued: "This happened before I was eleven years old, and I had a phenomenon similar to the intersection of the celestial spheres, the so-called celestial sphere convergence, which is the intersection of two worlds, species, creatures, and environment, and there was an invasion phenomenon, but I was the only one who shuttled to Geralt's world at that time. ”

"I chose to become a demon hunter there, and I met a lot of reliable elders."

Ye Naifa nodded: "For example, an old woman like me." ”

Harry grimaced, "Yennefer, I didn't mean to tease you. ”

"Really?" Yennefer's face was expressionless.

Harry sighed, "I'll talk to you about Tom later." ”

He paused slightly: "Just before the decisive battle with the Wild Hunt, maybe it was the meeting of the celestial spheres, maybe it was Ciri, in short, I returned to my own world, and my age was back to eleven years old, everything was like a dream, but the mutations that happened to me and the knowledge I had were brought back intact. ”

"Wait, what are you talking about, a showdown with the Wild Hunt?" Geralt's expression on his face didn't change much, but the look of surprise overflowed.

Harry was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, the decisive battle with the Wild Hunt, this is what you brought up." ”

Geralt frowned, "Ciri has dealt with them, but. Fight them? ”

"What's your timeline?" Harry asked him.

Geralt also spoke: "I'm afraid we have experienced different times. ”

Both of them were stunned.

Geralt continued: "I didn't fight the Wild Hunt, I was at the Vilcine Tavern, I was with Dandrien, Drottan, and Yarpan, and there was a riot in Livia, and I was a little unlucky, I was stabbed by a pitchfork, and I thought I was going to die, but Ciri sent me and Yennefer to the place called Avalon, and you woke me up. ”

"The Livia Massacre?" Harry was a little surprised.

This was what had happened four years ago when he returned to his own world.

(End of chapter)