Hogwarts.

When Harry and the others returned to school, they were greeted by the frost-covered Black Lake, which had not yet thawed.

The merfolk cursed.

Hold a fork, or use magic, to break the ice as much as you can.

The big squid was also helping, and with a flick of its thick tentacles, it smashed a large chunk of ice.

They let out a shrill cry when they saw Harry.

Harry responded with the same high-pitched screams, the merfolk sighed, and a few continued to scream.

With a wave of his wand, Harry conjured up a bunch of icebreaker props for them.

"Oh, that's?" Ciri leaned in, staring at the strange-looking little creatures.

"Merfolk." Harry briefly introduced, "A subhuman magical creature that is friendly to people. ”

"They just wanted me to help them break the ice."

He paused: "Seeing that I once beat up their family, but I didn't have time, so I got them some tools." ”

Ciri looked at the mermaid who had the tools at his disposal, and worked even harder to break the ice: "Your life here is wonderful. ”

"Hogwarts is the same as Kylemohan." Harry whispered.

They walked into the castle.

Ciri exclaimed again, Hogwarts doesn't look big on the outside, you can step in through the doorway, the internal structure is much grander than Kylemohan, and the most important thing is that it almost doesn't have the gloomy temperament that a normal castle has, even if it's late at night, those dotted lights make the castle glow with a warm atmosphere.

"Who is it?" Harry didn't hide his actions, and the sound of footsteps elicited a shrill meow and a somewhat hoarse shout.

An old man came out of the darkness with an oil lamp.

The footsteps are as quiet as those of a cat.

Ciri took a half-step back.

The warmth I felt just now was immediately replaced by a sense of horror.

The appearance of this person perfectly matched her imagination of a thousand-year-old castle at the beginning.

"It's me, Filch." Harry replied.

Lady Loris rushed out to Harry's feet and rubbed him affectionately.

Ciri was surprised: "Harry! There is a cat greeting you. ”

It's amazing that witchers are liked by cats.

With a wave of his wand, Harry pulled out a few owl rations from his Sorting Hat and landed them in front of Loris.

Filch looked at his cat's reaction, relaxed slightly, and quietly approached: "Mr. Potter, you're back." ”

"There was an attack on Hogwarts today, and Professor Dumbledore failed to catch the culprit."

"And"

When he said this, he hesitated a little, and cautiously continued: "Your classmate, Mr. Longbottom of Gryffindor, has been seriously injured and is still in a coma in the school infirmary. ”

Harry nodded, "I see." ”

"Is Professor Dumbledore in the office?"

Filch responded: "He's back in the afternoon." ”

Come back?

Harry raised an eyebrow.

Dumbledore went out after the attack?

With a wave of his wand, he called for the gods to protect him, and a silver light flew out, turning into a giant griffon when it landed, and Harry sent it to inform Geralt and Yennefer.

Then he took Hermione and Ciri and walked to the principal's office.

Say the command, push the door and walk in.

Dumbledore wasn't alone in the room, but Snape, who sat in his chair with a tired expression.

"Harry." Dumbledore raised his hand and greeted him, and when he saw the white-haired girl beside Hermione, he moved: "This is Miss Ciri?" ”

Harry nodded, "What happened to Professor Snape?" ”

"The dung stones in your head have proliferated so much that the Potions Masters are helpless."

In the face of Harry's taunt, Snape just looked up, sneered, and did not speak.

"Something happened today." Dumbledore beckoned, conjured up a few chairs, waved at them, and motioned for them to sit down, "Severus is hard. ”

"Would you like something to drink?"

"What does Miss Ciri want?"

Ciri replied, "Black tea is fine." ”

With a wave of his wand, Dumbledore poured tea for them as he whispered about the day.

Including Gringotts' Goblin Rebellion.

The Ministry of Magic had mistransmitted information, and there were more than a hundred goblins, three times as many as they had reported.

Dumbledore had gone over and had a great deal of trouble to get the elves back.

Severus, who appeared as a Death Eater, was entangled by a group of Aurors, and he couldn't reveal his identity, use potions, or use spells that he was good at, and was almost dragged by the Aurors until Dumbledore made a move.

The most critical.

After Voldemort was resurrected, he never contacted the Dark Lord again, and even the Dark Lord mark on his body did not react.

Where did he go?

What are you doing?

Dumbledore was nowhere to be found, and neither was Snape.

Harry rubbed his head, "It's about the same as I guessed, Albus, from my memories of Illerys."

He wasn't done yet.

There was a thud - the door was pushed open.

Yennefer, who was wearing a nightgown, rushed in, her eyes turned quickly, and almost instantly, the arrow hit the target and grabbed Ciri, and only this white-haired little girl was left in her eyes.

"Ciri!" She exhaled in surprise.

Ciri stood up, and his eyes sparkled: "Yennefa! ”

Yennefer rushed over and hugged her.

"My pretty stinky girl." Ye Naifa looked at her, "Now you are a great beauty." ”

Geralt followed him, not speaking, smiling slightly.

"Geralt!" When Ciri saw him, she shouted his name for joy, let go of Yennefer, and hugged Geralt.

Snape turned his head away and looked quietly at Fawkes, who was sleeping in the corner, holding two cans of cockroaches.

Dumbledore took off his glasses, took out his handkerchief, and tapped at the corner of his eye: "What a touching family reunion." ”

Harry conjured up two more chairs, "Geralt, Yennefer, sorry to disturb your good work. ”

Yennefer didn't seem to notice what he was wearing, so he grabbed one casually and came out, wearing his nightgown backwards.

Geralt is better, and the pajamas are quite neat. But he didn't wear shoes, he came barefoot.

"Nothing is more important than Ciri." Yennefer shook his head, "Well done, Harry, you're a much better witcher than Geralt right now. ”

Geralt shook his head and let Ciri go.

Became a stepping stone himself.

But he didn't care about that, Ciri's safe return was more important than anything else.

Harry beckoned, "I'll talk about it later, Ciri and I met Illerius in another world." ”

"As far as he can remember, Aredin abandoned the commander of the Wild Hunt and made him a pawn who could be sure that I would remain in that world."

"Caranhill, Illeris."

"They paid such a big price just to make it clear that I would be in that world for a day."

"For Today"

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time: "Oh, for yesterday." ”

"Paying such a big price, just to help the Dark Lord come back to life?" Snape scoffed, "That one named Eritin really loves the Dark Lord. ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "Tom has always been good at demagoguery. ”

"The Elves of Ain-El, who used to be of the same race as another elf named Ainshid." "They were powerful and elegant, and once an entire race could travel between worlds, but one day, they were targeted by the White Frost, and the original world was destroyed by the White Frost. ”

"They run from world to world, but White Frost will always chase them from world to world."

"A Golden Boy, a Commander"

"During the long years of the run, the elves of Ayn-El don't know how many of these characters have been lost under the hoarfrost."

"Compared to hoarfrost, the two of them are nothing."

As long as it is not a bargaining chip that will lead to the demise of the Elves of Ayn-El, no matter what, as long as it can control the hoarfrost, Eritin can accept it.

Snape didn't speak.

Dumbledore was also unanimous.

None of them had experienced the kind of racial annihilation, and it was hard to relate to Heri's simple description.

"Professor Snape, can you contact Voldemort?" Harry turned his head to look at the more tired man.

Snape shook his head, "Don't ask such a stupid question, Potter. ”

"There's no contact, and no magic can connect with him."

He paused, looked at Ciri, meaningfully: "It's like he's gone out of this world." ”

Harry didn't speak.

Dumbledore reached out and summoned a box and placed it on the table, "But there is good news, the last Horcrux, Nagini is still in our hands. ”

During the fight against Voldemort, he called out the Patronus, not to inform Harry or his helpers.

Instead, go and inform Rita and tell them to capture Nagini.

"But even with this Horcrux, I wouldn't be able to track down Tom." Dumbledore sighed.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, "Albus, what do you think Tom will do to Aredin after he is resurrected?" ”

Ciri tilted his head: "Harry, didn't you say they cooperated?" ”

How

It doesn't sound like they're collaborators.

"Miss Ciri, you haven't been in contact with Tom." Dumbledore whispered, "I don't know what kind of man he is. ”

"I guessed the same as Harry."

Harry whispered, "Tom didn't show up and didn't contact Professor Snape, so that means he's dealing with something more important than that." ”

"What could be more important than these things?"

"That is to take in the hands of those powers that are not yet fully grasped by oneself."

"Wild Hunt is not a force for Tom that can be completely controlled by himself."

Ciri was surprised: "You mean, that person named Tom, or Voldemort, is going to make a move on Aredin?" ”

Dumbledore nodded.

Snape suddenly gasped, he rolled up his sleeve, and on the left arm given by Voldemort, the Dark Mark was emitting faint magical fluctuations, emitting a scorching red light between the lines.

After a long day of silence, it finally responded.

(End of chapter)