Chapter 407 Curse
The baron came back soon with Krona and Uma.

"Here's the rest of the money, and the guy you want." The baron tossed a bulging sack to Harry.

Harry raised his hand, stopping the pocket in the air.

He took out his wand, tapped it lightly, and there was a ringing sound in his pocket.

"A happy deal." After counting the number, he put away his wand and pockets, and waved to Uma.

"Avalak, can you understand me?"

Wuma was dazed, scratching his head, shouting: "Huma Wuma."

The baron shook his head: "He doesn't seem to understand human language. We have tried to communicate with him many times."

"I plan to take you to lift the curse on your body." Harry said softly.

The tone of this ugly little creature suddenly became urgent: "Uma Uma Uma Uma Uma!"

He seems to want to express something.

But what comes out of the mouth is always only vague, repeated, and meaningless words.

Hermione took out her wand, darkly serious, and examined it.

Black light emerged from Wuma's body, like a halo around the sun.

"A very clever curse." Hermione frowned. "It's different from the curses we've learned."

She originally thought that there was only one curse on this person that twisted him into a monster.

But the result of the magic investigation surprised her.

This ugly appearance is completely covered by a curse composed of chaos and magic power of the same nature as Yennefer's, and the soul is bound by the curse, hidden and wrapped under a layer of curse.

Harry wasn't surprised by this.

He had personally experienced Yennefer lifting the curse for Uma, and was sent and sent by her, and he used it more smoothly than Geralt.

The method of breaking the curse is also in the mind.

But the conditions were limited before, maybe you can try other safer methods now?

He flicked his wand lightly.

Magic fell on the ugly creature.

"Uma Uma!" he howled in pain.

A black phantom emerged from his body, but it took root and was tightly entangled with the body. Even as the phantom was pulled out more, even Wuma's body began to twist.

The baron turned pale with fright, and retreated steadily.

Harry stopped casting.

The phantom squeaked, and immediately surged back, and Wuma's body solidified again, calling softly and weakly.

"I'm afraid I'll have to get his soul out first." Harry frowned.

Hermione nodded: "Professor Snape should be happy to do such a thing."

The baron stared at the two men, hesitating to speak.

why.
They can do this kind of seemingly evil thing in their own home so frankly.

"Goodbye, Baron." Harry waved his wand.

The Baron was just about to respond to say hello.

His eyes became frightened again.

A man, taller than himself, floated out of the small, crumpled hat at Harry's waist, wearing tight, strange clothes, with chains on his feet.

"Open the portal and take us back to Hogwarts." Harry said softly.

Caranthir is honest and casts magic.

He went in first.

Then Harry took Uma, and finally Hermione.

The baron looked at the three people who disappeared and the portal left behind, rubbed his eyes, muttered something, and picked up the bottle again.

He really doubted that he hadn't woken up yet.

The rush of coming and rushing away, together with that large piece of gold, gave him a dreamlike feeling.

And the man coming out of the hat
It looks unscrupulous, with strange eyes, not like a normal person should look, but similar to Uma, they all look silly and stupid.

And the man's ears.

It's a pointed ear and an elf.

The baron took a sip of wine and forgot about these things. Whatever it is, maybe that witcher is not a good person, but he is not a good person either, and he is willing to take out a piece of gold with such a high purity to trade with him, the most important thing Yes. He also provided information about his daughter and wife.

The white portal disappeared, and the baron didn't even have the interest to take a second look.

The other end of the portal.

It's the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

When Caranthir came out of the portal, a portrait jumped out to inform Dumbledore.

"Harry?" Godric's voice echoed.

"It's me, Mr. Gryffindor." Harry came out of the portal, echoing his words, "Didn't you go out with the Sorting Hat today?"

Godric shook his head: "The weather is not very good recently, I have to maintain my drawing paper."

"Just a moment, Dumbledore will be back soon."

His voice just fell.

The door of the principal's office was pushed open.

"Harry, it's only been a few days, and you're back?" Dumbledore walked in with a slightly surprised tone.

Harry said softly: "The clues are all ready-made, we just need to hurry."

"But Miss Granger seems to have grown a lot." Dumbledore tilted his head and looked at Hermione.

Hermione was taken aback, a little puzzled: "Huh?"

She can feel that she has changed.

"Old people are a little sensitive." Harry reassured Hermione.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Harry, I would rather you say this is the wisdom of the elders."

"Oh." Harry sneered.

"Have you found the little girl named Ciri?" Dumbledore asked, and his eyes finally fell on Uma.

Harry replied, "Not yet."

"But find the key clue."

He also looked at Uma.

"Is this the cursed man?" Dumbledore pushed his eyes and slowly approached Uma.

He seemed to instinctively sense some threat, backed away uncomfortably, and let out a whimpering sound from his mouth.

This was a reaction he didn't have even when facing Harry.

"Avallacq is also an Elf of Aen El. He hid Ciri in a place where only he can find it." Harry nodded, "The curse on him is a bit tricky."

"The way to break the curse, you can use Elvish language, or use the witcher's grass potion."

"That's how Yennefer lifted the curse on Uma."

"But there's no doubt that those things are painful and risky."

Dumbledore laughed, a little relieved: "So you want to ask me, an old man, for help?"

Harry nodded: "After all, you are the greatest White Wizard."

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry thought for a while: "Use the Imperius Curse to extract his soul, and then forcibly break the curse on the body. Even if the curse breaks out, it will not pollute the soul. Just put the soul back."

"Very rude way." Dumbledore nodded, "However, Severus' Imperius Curse is indeed so brilliant."

"Would you like to try?" Harry turned to look at him.

(End of this chapter)

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