Is he worried?

Not really.

He is now very powerful, with an elemental body, strong defenses, and an almost endless amount of magic in his body, as well as the most important thing in the hoarfrost, the help of Doom. When he was first resurrected, he was still a little unfamiliar, but now that unfamiliarity has been gradually overcome.

Against those two men, Voldemort thought he would win.

But.

It's not enough to win.

Voldemort wanted to win the beauty, like a superior being, like a higher person, and easily kill both of them in a crushing posture.

This is the clarion call to be able to swear that he is officially returning.

He stared at his hands, lost in thought.

The finger that was thrown to Crouch had grown back, and as an elemental construct, he didn't care about the mutilation of his limbs.

He turned his head again to look at the three staff masters on the ground.

Outside the Aridine dormitory.

Harry, they stopped and sat down in an open space in front of the door.

Dumbledore looked at Harry and Geralt, the witchers preparing for battle.

A pocket where you can cast the Stretch Without a Trace is so important to the witchers.

Before there was no such thing.

Demon hunters need to consider the weight and the space on their body to decide how much they want to bring.

But with this thing.

You don't have to think about it so much, what is useful can be summed up in your pocket, it doesn't even have any extra weight when it hangs on your body, and even sharpening stones and tools for maintaining armor can be carried with you.

They took off their armor and applied oil to repair the damage from the last battle.

and sharpened his sword.

Harry pulls out the materials he had prepared in Novigre.

With a snap of his fingers, a bonfire was lit, and a small pot flew out of his pocket and rested on the flames.

Harry looked at Geralt, "You were there that day, what sword oil should we use?" ”

"I don't know your magic." Geralt spread his hands, "And I was too far away that day. ”

Dumbledore tugged at his beard: "He said he was the White Frost. ”

"Elemental creatures?" Harry nodded, muttering to himself, "That's the construct." ”

He took out the dog fat and hairball mushrooms and threw them into the pot, and a faint aroma surged.

"Looks good?" Dumbledore sniffed and evaluated.

When the dog fat has just been boiled, there is a visual sense of fried mushrooms.

Nobody paid any attention to him.

He conjured himself a glass of honey water.

The most basic sword oil was easy to make, and it was quickly boiled, and Harry cast a spell to cool it and condense it into a pale blue paste in a small pot.

This most basic sword oil is not enough.

The buff is not strong enough for master witchers like Harry and Geralt.

To strengthen the sword oil, you need to use bear fat, mole yarrow, hairy mushrooms, allspice, honeysuckle, and rhamnosa, and it is still no trouble to boil, Harry doesn't know how many times he has mixed it.

Its blue color is a bit purer than the basic construct sword oil.

This level of sword oil is slightly more useful.

Harry didn't continue to mix the high-level structure sword oil, the materials were not enough, the high-grade sword oil needed to use something called "evil spirit essence", which was a material that could only be collected from the demon spirit, and Harry and Hermione had never encountered a demon when they were shuttling through the witcher world.

But the pot was not picked up.

Maybe Voldemort can still be said to be a human now, and it would not be wrong to have an extra sword oil for humans.

The Poison of the Hanged, Harry rubbed on the things in Hagrid's hut when he was in his first year.

However, it is limited to the poison of the hanged, and the enhancement potion requires the eyes of the evil spirit.

He continued to boil the sword oil.

When the two sword oils are mixed and set aside to cool, the pot is still not raised.

Harry took out the mutation inducers collected from the little mist demon and concocted the decoction, and other ingredients such as dwarven spirits, parsley, and dandelions were all things that could be bought in Novigre.

"It's not cloudy right now." Geralt laughed.

The effect of the Little Mist Demon Decoction is very good, it can enhance the effect of the Law Seal, and after Geralt takes it, the level can even reach Harry's level.

But.

Each of the most effective agents has a somewhat harsh application condition.

The Little Mist Demon Decoction will only take effect on cloudy weather.

Harry whispered, "Whatever weather I want, there will be it." ”

Geralt smiled enviously, this ability to change the weather and terrain made him envious.

The boiling of the decoction takes more time.

Geralt carefully smeared their swords with construct, sword oil, and the poison of the hanged.

Only one serving of the Little Mist Demon Decoction was concocted, and Harry handed it to Geralt.

There were a few other potions, the ones Snape had concocted, tranquilizers, palliative potions, intelligence potions, and Harry had given Yennefer a copy.

Avalak stared, but Harry ignored him.

"Our potions are almost non-toxic." Harry opened his mouth and said, "Yennefer, you don't drink it as water. ”

"As for Geralt"

"You can drink him like water."

This sentence is specially told to the white wolf, every demon hunter will carefully calculate the amount of potions they take when fighting - after all, they contain highly poisonous, and inexperienced or inexperienced witches who are not good at counting can easily cause a situation where the enemy has not been killed and he has poisoned himself.

Every witcher is smart enough - the unsmart are dead.

Geralt slung them around his waist and nodded, "I see, Harry. ”

"Say hello to Voldemort, then." Harry looked at Dumbledore, "Albus, do you need to do anything to prepare?" ”

Dumbledore shook his head.

Wizards are not like witchers who need to do so much preparation before fighting.

With a flick of Harry's wand, he unraveled the illusion spell.

Dumbledore also unlocked the magic that blocked sounds and smells.

The residual smell surged in the wind, immediately attracting the attention of nearby guards.

They came running with heavy footsteps.

Harry raised his wand, aimed it at the sky, and waved it lightly.

Weather Spell!

The sky and the earth changed, a large dark cloud surged in, the decoction in Geralt's hand shimmered slightly, he did not hesitate, he took the decoction, unlike the potion used by the witcher, the decoction usually lasts for a long time.

Click-

Thunder flashed, rain fell.

The wind whirled and slammed against Eritin's bedchamber, scraping open windows and tearing ornaments.

This treacherous change was naturally taken into the eyes of Voldemort in the house.

He flew out of the gap and looked at a few people on the ground.

"Dumbledore, Potter." Voldemort was surprised, "You would take the initiative to come and throw yourself into the net." ”

In the words, there was even a little joy.

This is the world of the Elves of Ain-El, where he has an advantage over the wizarding world.

Dumbledore's wand a little.

A fresh breeze blows.

The effect of the compound decoction on his body was immediately cleansed.