Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 426 Night Attack
Ciri didn't know how long she hadn't had such a good bath.

Very novel.

The bathtub will automatically turn on the water, and it can also spit bubbles, spray rose essence, and even have music as a companion.

It reminded her of a world she had experienced.

In that world, as long as you have money, you can get such and even more comfortable treatment.

But this is the swamp.

To have such a device is already very exciting.

Harry and Hermione also took a shower.

Although the cleaning spell can ensure that they are always clean, the importance of bathing has never been in the result, but in the process. Soaking comfortably in hot water for half an hour is an unparalleled enjoyment.

Wait till you take a shower.

Hermione hesitated for a moment on Ciri before climbing into Harry's bed.

She was really worried about Ciri.

"My God, if it wasn't for the wild hunting, I would never have slept in the same room as you." Ciri buried her head in the soft goose feather pillow, stretched comfortably, and put the sword on the ground. At the head of the bed, "Be quiet at night."

"Alternatively, do you have a spell that can block out sound?"

"Play it next to your bed."

Hermione was taken aback, and it took a while to realize the maliciousness of these words, and she blushed instantly.

"We're not Geralt and Yennefer," Harry said softly.

After a pause, he laughed: "The two of them live in Hogwarts now. When we went back last time, Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal of our school, told me that because Geralt and Ye Nefer, Madam Pomfrey's special potion has more than doubled."

"Madame Pomfrey is our school doctor."

It was okay when Ye Naifa was still looking for traces of Ciri outside. They didn't meet often, and it was difficult for anything to happen.

But there was no need for Yennefer to look for anything now.

Geralt didn't have to go out either.

For safety, they, like Sirius, stayed at Hogwarts.

Every night, something happens between two high-spirited people.

Their hormones are pervasive, and they are infected to the little wizards of Hogwarts, and many interesting things will naturally happen, but they are not like witch hunters and sorceresses, they have natural convenience, and if they are not careful, they may I didn't realize that there is no physiology class in Hogwarts, so something will be brewed.

Madam Pomfrey is busy.

even
It has become a habit for every professor to check the physical condition of the little witches with a wand before taking classes above the fourth grade.

Professor Dumbledore didn't even hold back a joke, the two of them really didn't look like their peers.

"Geralt and Yennefer." When mentioning these two names, Ciri looked sad, "This is something that the two of them can do."

"It seems that the sound insulation is not very good."

Harry looked at him and said softly: "There is good news, maybe in a few years, we will have an extra brother or sister."

Ok?
Another unexpected child?
That was Shirley's first reaction.

It was only half a beat later that he realized it, and looked at Harry in amazement.

"Magic can make Yennefer pregnant?"

She raised her voice and asked.

Harry nodded: "Yes, it's just that I don't know where the progress is now."

"It took Hagrid a summer vacation to get the snails out." Hermione tilted her head, waved her wand, took out a book from her small pocket, and forced herself to calm down, "The Witcher and the Sorceress It might be a little more complicated, and without other samples, it would be slower, but maybe a year, maybe two years?"

"But it shouldn't be much longer."

"Mr. Scamander is still at Hogwarts."

Ciri was puzzled: "They are?"

"And snails? That doesn't sound very good."

Blast-tailed snails are a creature composed of three words, the first one means "explosion". It is a safe and wonderful creature, but it does not directly carry "explosion" in its name.

"Two masters of Fantastic Beasts." Hermione briefly introduced, "As for the snail, it is a creature cultivated by Hagrid."

"Both parents are derived from two animals that are reproductively isolated."

"The new creature produced almost includes all the advantages of both parents—for a magical animal."

Ciri was silent, digesting these words: "So Geralt and Yennefer's children will also have all the advantages of a warlock and a witcher?"

"Maybe?" Harry hesitated.

He wondered what plan Hagrid and Mr. Scamander would come up with.

Hagrid didn't have much confidence in himself, because he didn't have a particularly clear understanding of the whole world—this meant that many behaviors that seemed ordinary to him would appear crazy in the eyes of normal people.

As for Mr Scamander
Dumbledore, McGonagall, and even Professor Sprout commented on him as a shy little badger.

Can.
Harry couldn't believe that a wizard who was expelled in the sixth grade and then caused a huge disturbance in Aery Macon could be such a quiet, shy and well-behaved wizard.

Little Badger is also crazy in his bones.

Ciri yawned: "Geralt and Yennefer's child, it's hard to imagine them having a child."

Harry looked at him and smiled kindly: "Aren't we?"

In the fireplace, the flames danced and crackled.

They talk about the past.

Hermione read the book and listened quietly.

Until late at night, Harry and Ciri had already fallen asleep. Hermione waved her wand, dimmed the fire in the room, and fell asleep as well.

It can be until midnight.

Harry opened his eyes suddenly.

A cold breath came from outside the door, he gently pushed Hermione on the pillow, and she woke up immediately, holding the wand.

Another bed.

Ciri, who has rich escape experience and is extremely sensitive to wild hunting, also wakes up and grabs his sword.

"I'll go out and have a look, you stay in the house." Harry waved his wand, and the golden words floated on the head of the bed.

Ciri nodded.

Harry flicked his wand and disappeared with a snap.

He appeared outside the swamp, transformed into an Animagus, and quietly approached the house.

Here comes the wild hunt.

But unexpectedly, there were only two of them, walking on tiptoe, poking their heads around the room, looking at the situation in the room.

There was no other scent of wild hunting in the witcher's senses.

In the only teleportation circle, no one continued to come out.

Harry circled behind and jumped in front of the teleportation array.

Arden's seal!

The purple runes lingered and slammed, destroying the teleportation array.

At the same time, with a grab from the pocket, two seeds were scattered, and the wand was waved at the same time.

Two devil vines grew out, tightly entwining the two Wild Hunt knights. The more they struggled, the tighter the restraint became.

"Hermione, Ciri, you can come out now," Harry called into the room.

The door is opened.

No one came out, but a bright silver lioness pounced.

(End of this chapter)