Chapter 425 Mire
Chapter 425 Mire
Chapter 425 Mire
Ciri asks a fatal question.
The baron sighed, helpless, and told his past again.
This was the first time he had brought up his family history in Greece.
Hermione concentrated on her magic and lifted the curse on Anna.
This is a great challenge for her.
The curse on Avalak's body was lifted without any risk, and it seemed easy and comfortable-but who did it?
The greatest White Wizard of all time.
And the master of herbs, the master of spells, the master of potions, the two masters of transfiguration
Now the curse on Anna is certainly much weaker than that on Avalak, but correspondingly, she is the only one left to lift the curse.
And she
There is still a long way to go before the Master.
"Guardian protection." She chanted the spell, and the milky white mist gushed out, pouring into Anna's brain along the organs on Anna's face.
However, it is only the very beginning and the safest first step.
It made Anna suffer, frowning, and howling in a low voice.
The Baron immediately cast his gaze over it.
Hermione was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew her magic power.
The human soul is fragile.
Even the Patronus Charm, which is extremely gentle and known for its protection, is too powerful and can hurt people.
Dumbledore and Professor Snape did it so easily, but in their own hands, they almost broke the basket.
Hermione was wary.
Thin white mist gushed out from the wand, covering Anna, penetrating into her body little by little, enveloping her soul.This time, the poor woman on the bed didn't react instinctively, but she was still unqualified. This weak Patronus Charm couldn't protect her soul from being backlashed by the curse.
Until Harry came back.
After tossing Anna until she groaned in pain several times, Hermione was able to master this speed.
"How about the first curse on Anna?" The baron looked around.
Harry nodded: "It was resolved very smoothly."
"The carrier is in that room."
The baron breathed a sigh of relief: "Harry, why don't you come, she seems to be..."
"Trust Hermione, the first step has been done now," interrupted Harry.
The baron was distressed, sat down in the corner, and watched quietly.
For Hermione, the most difficult thing was the first step, how to protect Anna's soul with the Patronus Charm as perfectly as possible.
Breaking the curse in the body is much smoother.
All in one go.
just
Hermione had to maintain the Patronus Charm and break the curse at the same time, and she had to do two things at once, so her hands would inevitably be a little rough.
Anna groaned in pain.
The Baron would have liked to be able to take his place.
In the end, everything was settled after half an hour.
Curse removed.
With a flick of his wand, Harry dispelled the spell that had been protecting her.
Time fell back on her.
The already old face has a few more wrinkles that have been tortured by the years.
From the Sorting Hat, a cup of chocolate flew out, fluttering and heating up, and when it reached Hermione's hand, it was already steaming.
"The curse is lifted?" The baron stood up and stared at the person on the bed.
Hermione didn't answer.
Anna on the bed opened her eyes vaguely.
"Anna, Anna?" The baron walked over cautiously.
Anna followed the sound and looked over: "Philip?"
"It's me, how do you feel now?" The baron tried to hold her hand, "I'm sorry to let you go through all this."
Harry looked at him coldly.
Turn around and take Ciri and Hermione out.
"There is only one Thalia who hasn't returned yet." Ciri turned her head, "Although those experiences were bad, it would be a good thing if the family could be reunited?"
Harry couldn't deny it: "Maybe."
"But the witcher doesn't care about that, it's just a commission."
Ciri glanced at him: "Where are we going next, back to the mud?"
Harry nodded.
Hermione was a little puzzled, she looked at the two people, very puzzled.
Although they know magic, it doesn't matter where they live, but why go to the swamp?
Harry saw what she was thinking, and explained: "We can't confirm when the Wild Hunt will come, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow"
"But there's no question that Wild Hunt will be fully prepared."
"I am the only demon hunter who can meet this standard."
"They have only suffered from my hands, not to mention the ancient blood of Ciri, let alone Ileris, it is not surprising that Eredin himself came here in person."
"We'll be all right, but what about Crow's Nest?"
Hermione suddenly realized.
The Wild Hunt are not some civilized, polite boys who destroy everything in their path.
Wait for the crying and crying in the room to stop.
The baron pushed the door and came out: "Thank you, witcher."
"Do things for money." Harry replied calmly.
The baron raised his head, looked at Harry, and sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid you are going to stay here tonight, I'll go and prepare for you."
"No." Harry shook his head, "We're waiting for you to say goodbye."
"Farewell?" The baron was surprised, "But don't you still want to hunt that wild hunt?"
Harry nodded: "But we can't put the battlefield in the crow's nest."
"I can help you too." The baron looked serious, "You know, I am a baron anyway."
Harry didn't say anything, just sneered.
The baron was startled, and silently lowered his head.
"I wish you a happy life." Harry dropped a short blessing, took Hermione, grabbed Ciri's wrist, disapparated, disappeared and left.
There was a snap.
Just like when the baron first met him, he was in a hurry.
In the mud, it was still quiet.
"It's unbelievable that we actually had to live in the swamp on the first night after we met." Ciri shook her head, and for the third time, she had already begun to get used to this unbelievable dizziness.
Harry raised his wand.
Safe guard!
Protect all!
White light and gray light spread out with him as the center, and the hemisphere enveloped the house.
Hermione looked at Ciri: "Which room do you want to live in?"
"I'm afraid we'll have to sleep in the same room tonight." Ciri shrugged. "I don't care. It's up to you to choose."
Hermione wasn't that delicate either, picking the closest room.
Wand a little.
The thatched roof has turned into a brick-concrete structure, the walls have also turned into tiles, and the windows have grown glass.
In the blink of an eye, it looks brand new.
Immediately afterwards, she pushed the door open and walked in, her wand moving.
When Ciri and Harry walked in, the inside also became unusual.
There is not enough space in the room, only two beds are placed.
The fire burned brightly in the fireplace.
Another half of the space was isolated and converted into a bathroom.
"It's amazing magic, so take a bath together?" Ciri extended an invitation to Hermione.
Hermione refused decisively: "No, thank you, I don't think so."
(End of this chapter)
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