Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 396 The Baron's Story

The word "nearly" sounded together with the sound of unscrewing the cork.

Harry frowned: "Almost a month?"

"Has it been more than a month, or has it been less than a month?"

The Baron poured himself a glass: "Is this important?"

"That's important." Harry nodded.

This is related to where he continues to look for Ciri.

According to Dandelion and Zoltan, Ciri had been in Novigrad for at least a month.

If it was more than a month, then he would have to find a way to cross the sea with Hermione to the Skelliger Islands.

"Let me think about it." The baron took a sip of his wine, "It's not even a month yet."

Harry nodded.

The baron continued: "Hey, witcher, sit down, and I will tell you about Ciri."

"No, I know where she is." Harry shook his head.

The baron put down his glass: "Well, well, you should tell me, where are Anna and Tamara?"

"Your daughter Tamara, she's in Oxburgh now." Harry said softly, "mingling with people from Eternal Flame."

The Baron was slightly relieved.

The Eternal Flame is not a fun thing, but at least they are the most powerful sect. With that group of people, they can get a basic guarantee in terms of life and safety. At least they will not be as worried as they are. Drink the dew, sleep in the wild, and face the threat of monsters.

"And Anna?" demanded the Baron.

Harry shook his head: "I can only say that she is safe now."

"Witcher." The baron's eyes became dangerous, and he pressed his hands on the table, "Are you playing with me?"

Harry waved his hand: "I know what you want to do."

"But it's useless, you can't save your wife now."

The baron pressed his elbows down: "I am a baron and have my own army."

"Your name is enough to frighten ordinary people." Harry looked at him and said solemnly, "but it is not enough to save your wife."

The baron poured himself another glass of wine: "What about you, the witcher?"

"You must be able to rescue my wife, no matter what reward you want, I will give it to you, even if it is under the rule of Waylon."

"You should have heard that witchers stay out of politics," interrupted Harry. "Of course I can, but not now."

"Ciri's business is more important."

"I'll come back to accept your commission when Shirley's matter is over."

The baron frowned: "Just rescued my wife, maybe just a day or two."

Harry still shook his head: "We can't lose a day."

The baron stared at the cup with a vague expression, and the gloom in the room made him look even more gloomy.

"One more message, exchange for a pass to Novigrad." Harry said.

The baron raised his head: "Speak."

"Your wife's miscarriage was not your fault." Harry said softly, "It was her own choice."

The baron was shocked, his eyes full of disbelief: "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Harry nodded.

He drank the wine in the glass and shook his head: "You are such a witcher, you have to get paid for this kind of news."

Harry didn't speak.

"Are you planning to leave tonight, or stay here overnight?" the baron asked, and began to search on the table again.

Harry turned his head and glanced at Hermione: "Let's have a rest for the night."

He could still hold on, but Hermione's complexion was already a little grim. Two days and one night without sleep was still a heavy burden for ordinary people who hadn't received much training.

The baron arranged a room for them.

"You know a lot about him?" Hermione frowned when she returned to the room and sat on the bed.

The limitations of the times.

Even if Philip was a baron and the emperor of Waylon, the bedroom environment was far inferior to Gryffindor's bedroom.

Almost instantly, she was back on her feet, and with a wave of her wand, the Transfiguration Charm changed the conditions of the room.

Harry nodded, "Geralt told me."

Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

Hearing what the baron said just now, it doesn't sound like he's seen Geralt before.

"Ciri, she has the blood of the ancients and can travel through space and time at will." Harry briefly explained, then took out his wand and cast a spell with Hermione, "Many people remember that she can travel through worlds, always Ignore that she can travel through time."

"Now she's messing up the timeline."

"These are things that Geralt has been through, he told me."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully: "You seem to have a good impression of the Baron?"

Harry conjured up a chair and sat down: "Geralt said he's not a bad guy."

"Heiri gets very good treatment from him."

"Besides, he is still a good ruler, at least he is not a very cruel person."

Hermione frowned: "He's the Bloody Baron."

"It is impossible to rule this land without iron and blood methods." Harry shook his head.

He paused. "In the timeline that Geralt went through, he ended up committing suicide."

"If possible, I also hope that the person who took in Xili can survive."

"Suicide?" Hermione was surprised. "He doesn't look like that."

Harry's tone was a bit sad: "Geralt finally helped him find his daughter and his wife."

"But his wife was cursed and died in the end, and his daughter didn't want to be with him anymore and stayed away from him. On that day, the family was truly destroyed."

Hermione was silent for a while: "It doesn't sound like he's a good father."

"Of course he isn't." Harry shook his head. "Alcoholism, domestic violence, almost the opposite of being a father."

Hermione's brow furrowed even tighter.

"His wife is not a good wife either." Harry continued, "War is the main theme of this world, and the baron was once an officer, fighting bravely on the battlefield."

"It's all for the family and, of course, for himself."

"But his wife betrayed him."

"It was also at that time that he started domestic violence."

Hermione opened her mouth in surprise.

This kind of thing had a huge impact on her who was still very young and hadn't left Hogwarts yet.

How can there be such a thing?
"The baron is not a good person, but at least he has taken in Ciri." Harry shook his head, took out a scented candle from the sorting hat, and lit it, "I think I can help the baron get rid of this little boy." trouble."

"Okay, go to sleep, you haven't closed your eyes for a long time."

"I hope Ciri will still be there when we go to Novigrad."

The aromatherapy is made by Professor Sprout himself.

Good sleep aid.

Hermione was confused, but fell asleep within 10 minutes.

Harry made his conclusions, and lay down on the bed, recovering.

until the next day.

on the table.

The baron who hadn't slept all night looked haggard, his fat face was full of fat from staying up all night, he was holding a glass of wine: "Witcher, are you really unwilling to help me?"

"Not yet," Harry answered him. "Wait until I find Ciri."

"Right, one more thing."

　For the Baron, I chose the not-so-good solution as the previous timeline.

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(End of this chapter)