Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 383 Escape and Pursuit

The cat lizi is a very smart creature.

They also have a long lifespan.

Scamander likes this kind of interesting little creature very much, especially when he gets older, it is difficult for his body to react. In the process of contact with magical animals, he needs the assistance of this kind of little creature.They can capture the emotions of strange magical creatures, whether they are kind or malicious, dangerous or safe, and can even help to comfort them.

Everyone in the room was attracted by their strangeness.

Creatures like cats and raccoons rarely show this state.

Although they bear the name of "cat" and look like cats, they are magical creatures of the "3X" level after all. Hippogriffs are also at the same level of danger as them.Ordinary big cats, lions, tigers and other creatures that are several times larger than cats and raccoons will not be opponents of cute kittens.

Especially since they are not ordinary cats and raccoons.

They are the cats raised by Scamander.

Alongside Scamander, you will always see rare and dangerous magical creatures that are rare to see, such as thunderbirds, long-horned water snakes, and poisonous leopards, especially these cats and raccoons eat with fire dragons Lived together for several years.

It's a cat and raccoon who has seen strong winds and waves.

"Hobby?"

"Millie?"

Scamander spoke, a little puzzled.

"Is there something bad outside the door?"

Even when Norber was sent here, a cute, dangerous but charming Norwegian Ridgeback, it didn't make his three cats and raccoons nervous to such an extent.

The three cats and lizi didn't have time to pay attention to him, they stared at the door seriously.

"More dangerous than Norbert?" he asked again.

One of them turned its head and responded impatiently with a sharp cry.

"I'm afraid we can't stay here any longer." Scamander stood up and waved his wand.An old box flew out of the house, and during its flight, the food on the table parted to make room for the box.

click.

The box is opened.

"Come in," Scamander curtly said, "I think we're going to have a not-so-good Christmas."

The cats and cats jumped into the box quickly.

Two Xixiu came out from the corner, and kept picking at the decorations along the way. They knew very well that Scamander would not have any opinion on their actions at this time.

His children and grandson also got into the box with ease.

"Be careful yourself." Scamander's wife, Tina Goldstein, also walked towards the box, "I have a very dangerous feeling."

"Write a good letter in the box, for Dumbledore." Scamander nodded, and when the last futon rolled into the box, he closed the box with a "clang"—the door was also locked at this time. When it was smashed open, the pieces of wood flew and fell apart.

A group of knights in black armor broke in.

Accompanied by bitter wind and cold air.

At the head was a man with a long staff. He was the navigator of the Wild Hunt, the golden boy of the clan of Ain-Air, Caranthir.

"You are the Wild Hunt that Dumbledore said?" Scamander looked at them and raised his wand.

"Newt Scamander, the best master of magical animals?" Caranthir also raised his staff and spoke in a hoarse and fierce voice, "You still have many rare magical animals in your hand."

"Don't resist, in front of us."

Scamander still held his wand: "It seems that you are indeed meeting for the first time."

"Then, bye."

He waved lightly.

Apparate!

The world knows that Scamander is an extremely good master of magical beasts, but what is less known is that he is also an extremely good master of apparation.

A bright light burst from the staff of Caranthir.

However, the spell was invalid and could not be retained.

"I interfered with him, and he couldn't run too far." Caranthir's voice faltered for a moment, "I also planted a mark on his body."

He was a little surprised.

This was the first person to be able to Apparate out, though only three times in total.

The first two times, those two had tried to Apparate as well.

However, after learning about some spells in this world, Caranthir, who is good at space teleportation spells, researched some small spells. The effect is obviously very good. The first two people failed to escape. With experience in magic, if you can stop those two people, you should be able to stop the third one too.

He remembered that the young man named Crouch had written in the spell book for them that the magic in this world was the power of the mind.

The same magic.

In the hands of different people, due to different spiritual powers, different powers can be exerted, and even different properties can be possessed.

That's one of the reasons?

With a flick of his wand, he opened the portal.

On a moor in Dorsetshire.

The space was distorted.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Scamander appeared in the air in embarrassment.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

He yelled loudly, waved his wand, cast a Levitation Charm on himself, and fell to the ground rolling and embarrassed.

For the first time, subconsciously observe the surrounding environment.

No No-Majs, no sign of the Wild Hunt.

This made him heave a sigh of relief. He opened the box, and an owl flew out immediately, flapping its wings, and flew to the north quickly. He touched it with his hand, took out a bottle of potion, unscrewed the cork, and took it. The pain left on my body due to the fall has subsided a lot. After all, I am over 100 years old, and my body is far from what it was when I was young.

He raised his wand.

A portal opened in front of him.

The white light spread out, distorting the surrounding space, covering this small world in this enchantment.

Apparate!

Without hesitation, Scamander casts the spell again.

There was no thought of trying to fight back.

He was on the run, waiting for the time when the Wild Hunt could stop him, or when Dumbledore came to save him.

Wild Hunt is in hot pursuit.

They can always catch up the first time.

Until the fifth teleportation.

Scamander fell from the sky again, but he was not so lucky. He landed on a city with a hard concrete floor, which caused more damage to his body.

snort-

A car screeches to a halt.

The driver looked in disbelief at the two-storey shop at least thirty feet away from the road, and couldn't understand why a person suddenly fell down.

The portal opens.

The Wild Hunt come out.

Hoarfrost and cold air gushed out.

Scamander propped himself up and glanced at the cars and pedestrians on both sides of the street. The Ministry of Magic is really in trouble this time, why does it always happen to him.

escape?
I'm afraid it won't work.

He raised his wand, and the fence beside the street twisted and changed, condensed into a huge fist, and slammed hard at the group of wild hunters.

I hope the turmoil in the city will attract the Aurors as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)