Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 386 Capture
Vanishing spell.

A high-level transformation spell.

Like the fashion that would destroy the earth in the Cretaceous period, the ice ball disappeared suddenly, and even the cold air that hurt people's skin disappeared, and only the white snow was still falling.

Caranthir raised his head sharply.

At the corner of the street, a flame that was incompatible with this moment swirled and floated out.

Emerging from a creature that is too good to be true.

He had read the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" in this world.This is Phoenix.

after the flames.

Three tall figures.

Dumbledore was old, but his body was well maintained, and he didn't have the rickety feeling common to old people.

Geralt and Harry are both witchers, destined to be tall.

Harry raised his wand.

The Vanishing Curse was used by him.

"Harry the Snake Whisperer, and Geralt the White Wolf." Caranthir said softly, "Then next to him is the White Wizard Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore nodded and laughed: "Does the Wild Hunt know me?"

"Mr. Potter, thank God, you are finally here." Scrimgeour heaved a sigh of relief.

Scamander also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that either his own owl caught up, or the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic rushed over in time.

"Mr. Scamander, I have to apologize to you." Harry walked over, holding his wand tightly in his right hand, and stuck his left hand into the sorting hat, "I'm sorry to hear that your owl was knocked out by my Hedwig. .”

Scamander hesitated.

"It was a little too excited, Hedwig thought it was a creature manipulated by magic." Harry explained.

Scamander was nervous: "It, is it all right?"

"It should be fine, it's just that I was too tired and passed out after being attacked suddenly." Harry comforted him.

Scamander breathed a sigh of relief.

"We'll talk about the owl later." Harry turned his head and looked over, "Calanthir?"

"You know me?" Wild Hunt lowered his voice.

"The navigator, the golden boy of Iron Hill, is famous." Harry raised his wand. "A big fish."

Caranthir pulled out his staff from the ground: "Do you think you are a fisherman?"

Harry didn't answer him, flicking his wrist.

"The armor is flying!"

He pictured Caranthir's armor in his mind.

bang—

There was a sound of metal impact, and the man under the armor couldn't control himself. Huge force engulfed him, and he rushed towards Harry together with the armor.

The Flying Curse, the contents of Hogwarts fourth grade Charms class.

Able to summon items with specific concepts in mind.

The speed of the summoning flight is extremely fast. Professor Flitwick used an exaggerated statement in class, the speed of the flying spell can even catch up with Shangguang.

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

However, the students of Ravenclaw did experiments. When Cedric was still at Hogwarts, they borrowed Harry's Firebolt and let Cedric ride the Firebolt across the Quidditch pitch. Can you catch up with the Flying Curse within a distance of ?

The Firebolt couldn't catch up.

Even if the person who cast the Flying Curse lets the Firebolt out for a second, the Firebolt can't catch up.

When the distance between the two is less than 30 meters, this kind of time passes more quickly.

Harry held out his left hand.

The snake-bone sword was pulled out and held upright, waiting for the armor to fly, waiting for Caranthir to hit hard, waiting for him to kill himself.

The spell suddenly failed.

The target of the Flying Curse disappears.

At the critical moment, the experienced Wild Hunt navigator still reacted, and the teleportation disappeared.

Blink appeared behind Harry.

With a wave of the staff, the puck condensed in front of his chest and smashed hard.

The concrete road surged suddenly, setting off a wave, which hindered the ice puck—of course it couldn't be stopped, and the cement was easily pierced.This smooth obstacle was enough, Harry bowed his waist, and the cement rushed back like a wave, and there was no obstacle between them.

Cut off with a sword.

Sparks splashed, Caranthir's armor was exquisite, and the snake bone sword failed to cut through it immediately.

With a whoosh, he teleported away again.

Caranthir had just landed.

"Armor coming!" Harry said the spell again.

He is happy to do so.

The Flying Charm is a very powerful spell, but it is rarely used in wizard duels. It is not the reason that most wizards are not good at melee combat.

No matter how bad you are at melee combat, if you are suddenly brought close, the unprepared side will inevitably panic.

It is more because of the anti-interference spell, that is, in the second grade, what Harry learned when he received the special training from Professor Flitwick, most wizards can do it, and the spells he casts are not affected, or It is not affected by some non-damaging spells.

but.
Only wizards can do this.

Although Caranthir captured the master of spells, Miranda Goshack, he obviously has not yet learned, and it is difficult to learn the magic of this world—children will have the power to believe in the heart innocently, while adults will often lose this This ability, not to mention, is Caranthir who grew up in another world with a very different magic system.

He was tortured by the curse very painfully.

Flying spells, floating spells, and even some prank spells.

These ordinary spells in the hands of the Aurors, even difficult to be effective against the Wild Hunt, in the hands of Harry, cast after spell, had a huge impact on Caranthir.

The armor crumbled.

There were also a few more scars on his body, and the basilisk venom penetrated into his body, paralyzing his body and spirit.

"As expected of a Snake Whisperer." Caranthir once again distanced himself.

He raised his wand.

Pull open the portal.

The white misty light splashes and surges.

He noticed the surrounding battlefields. In the battle with Harry, he was at a disadvantage. The powerful physical fitness of the demon hunter and the tricky and weird magic of this world made it difficult for him to parry, but no matter what. Can barely hold Harry.

available on the other side.

The Wild Hunt would have overwhelmed that group of wizards.

Until Geralt and Dumbledore join in, they are broken.

He could feel an aura stronger than Harry's on the old man with white beard. He waved magic casually, and Wild Hunt was caught by the deformed creature, and then killed by another witcher.

If you don't go, you won't be able to go by yourself.

Caranthir flees.

Can't let him escape!
Harry waved his wand, and the tide on the concrete behind him propelled him swiftly forward.

Caranthir retreated, waved his hand, and the puck smashed away.

Harry didn't dodge.

Supporting the Kun En seal, armor body protection, and carrying the ice puck, he must also speed up and approach the portal one step faster than him.

Caranthir had almost stepped in with one foot.

Arden's seal!

Harry raised his hand, and purple runes sprouted from the ground. With a snort, the magic was disturbed, and the portal dissipated.

He borrowed his strength and kicked it away.

Caranthir fell heavily to the ground.

"Want to escape? It's too late, my dear Caranthir." Harry raised his foot, stepped on his chest, pressed his body, and said softly with a smile.

(End of this chapter)