Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 428 Preparation
The Wild Hunt go back.

Only a series of footprints are left in this world.

The three of them continued to sleep. Hermione suffered from insomnia and had only experienced an attack—even if the attack did not cause any consequences, it was like waking up all night.

But she experienced it for the first time.

Harry and Ciri slept soundly. They had been through a lot, and they had already developed a big heart.

Amidst the steady breathing from left and right, Hermione took a while to feel sleepy.

She slept until Sangan the next day, when she was woken up by the sound of fighting.

fight?

He fell asleep a bit, and after flashing this word in his mind, he immediately woke up, grabbed his wand, and slipped quietly to the window.

Outside the house, two people were fighting.

But let her breathe a sigh of relief.

It was Harry and Ciri fighting each other.

She opened the door and went out. The sword in Ciri's hand was cut off by Harry, and the wooden sword fell on her neck mercilessly.

"Your sword skills don't seem to be making much progress." Harry shook his head.

Ciri got angry and threw half of the wooden sword in his hand to the ground: "You have made great progress, Harry."

"And it's true that I rarely use a sword."

She turned her head and said hello to Hermione. While preparing breakfast, she waited for the wild hunt that would arrive at an unknown time.

And in another world.

The tall, thin man in the Ravenclaw diadem eyed the man in armor coming out of the portal.

"Aredin's navigator?" Voldemort asked.

The navigator nodded: "Yes, Lord Eredin asked me to assist you, but only for one day."

"And, I want to bring back the information about Baishuang."

Voldemort nodded: "Of course, everything is fine."

"Now, I don't need to teleport away yet, you can save some mana."

The navigator glanced at him with contempt in his eyes, but didn't say anything. He waved his wand lightly and closed the portal.

Voldemort led him into the crypt to inquire about the news.

Magic power surged quietly, investigating the situation.

until deep into the crypt.

Voldemort drew his wand, and suddenly cast a spell at him.

"Soul out of the body!"

The navigator stuttered, his soul lost balance and fell into Voldemort's hands.

"First harvest," he whispered softly, flicking his wand.

The navigator continued walking into the crypt as if nothing had happened.

The Aen-El elves have no magic to defend against souls.

And
Whether it was Crouch or Voldemort, they were very cautious and selectively told Eredin all the magical knowledge, but they did not say the most critical and deadly Unforgivable Curse to them.

Ordinary wizards are very resistant to the Unforgivable Curses.

The few encounters between Wild Hunt and wizards are also against Harry, Dumbledore, and white wizards like Bagshot and Goshak, who don't know how to use black magic.

As for the two people who were taken away.
They are even less likely to take the initiative to talk about the Unforgivable Curses.

Smart people will keep a hole card for themselves.

Voldemort considered himself a very clever man.

Going deep into the crypt, he took out a mirror, waiting for something.

Hogwarts.

Snape had just finished a class that was extremely painful for him. At least the second-year little wizard had some basic awareness, but the first-year little wizard was ignorant and naive, and still had abnormal fantasies about black magic. Tolerate their stupidity, but also their innocence.

This made him very troubled.

Just when he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, an owl flew in from outside, landed on his desk, and dropped a heavy package.

pack?

for yourself?

Snape was taken aback, making sure that it was not the time for magazines to be delivered, and also sure that he hadn't bought any medicinal materials.

Prank props?
What kind of wicked and daring pranksters have appeared in Gryffindor again?
well
"Five points deducted from Gryffindor." Even suspicion was enough for him to find a reason to deduct points.

He waved his wand.

Checked the past, no curses, no jinxes, not even the usual trick spells.

A little more wand.

The package opened automatically, revealing the contents inside, and there was no plant juice such as "babo tuber pus", which is harmful to the human body, and there was only a mirror inside.

Snape was familiar with this.

It's a two-way mirror.

Who will send me a double-sided mirror?
With a thought, a possibility occurred to him, which made him pick up the mirror and inject his own magic power.

The mirror buzzed, and soon, ripples appeared on the mirror.

A figure appeared in the mirror.

"Karkaroff!" Snape's tone sank, "You are always by Master's side?"

"It's me, Severus." Karkaroff said nothing, the voice came from above his head.

He raised his hand slightly, exposing his forehead, and a luxurious crown broke in.

"Master!" Snape's tone didn't fluctuate much.

"My dear Severus, you have worn out a lot." Voldemort's voice was cheerful and flirtatious.

Snape said nothing, just stared at the mirror.

"Can I still trust you, Severus?" Voldemort asked.

Snape's tone was firm, without hesitation: "Of course, master."

"But it's been a long time since Crouch was caught." Voldemort said softly, "Dumbledore is still alive and well, and it looks like he can live at least another 100 years."

Snape replied calmly, "I can't find a chance."

"Have Potter and Dumbledore less trusted you?" Voldemort asked.

Snape said, "Maybe."

"There is one thing I need your help now, Severus." Karkaroff's eyes met his, even through a mirror, even in another body, but this gaze was still It was as sharp as Voldemort's eyes when he was alive.

Snape was sincere and sincere: "Master orders."

"I have the help of another world, the Lord of the Elves of Arn-Air." Voldemort raised his wand and played it in his hand. "Now I need to be resurrected. Karkaroff is not loyal enough. I can't trust him completely, Severus." , come and help me."

"Now that Potter is out of this world, this is my best chance."

"Just this afternoon, Riddle House, Little Hangleton, you know where it is."

Snape nodded.

Voldemort continued: "There are still these materials."

The call lasted more than ten minutes, and the double-sided mirror went out.

Snape put down the mirror and walked out without hesitation. Even though he still had classes, he couldn't attend to them now. He pushed open the door of Dumbledore's office in a hurry.

"Fox, just eat once." Dumbledore and himself Phoenix begged.

Fox, on the other hand, landed on the top of the chandelier, holding two bottles of cockroach piles in his paws, unopened.

The sound of pushing the door disturbed every bird and person in the house, as well as the portraits eating melons and watching the show.

"What's the matter, Severus?" Dumbledore asked.

Snape's face was serious: "Albus, Voldemort has returned to this world, and he is preparing to be resurrected."

(End of this chapter)