Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 472 Vesemir's Past

Priscilla is optimistic.

Losing the most important thing in life does not mean losing the meaning of life.

But her face was haggard, and her eyebrows were drooping and depressed.

Losing the most important thing in her life means that her world lacks the brightest color.

"Open your mouth." Harry whispered.

Priscilla shook her head, she resisted a little.

Dandelion had invited many doctors and made a diagnosis, but without exception, they couldn't save his throat.

There is hope, and when it is not fulfilled, it will be disappointing.

Harry raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Priscilla raised her head uncontrollably and opened her mouth wide. Hermione took out her wand and said the spell "Lumos", lighting up her mouth.

Harry looked at it, and quickly made a diagnosis, with a relaxed tone: "Destroyed by some kind of highly corrosive liquid."

"Not a curse, nor magic."

"That's easy to solve."

Compared to simple destruction, curses and magic are more troublesome. The magic and curses in this world usually have to find a specific medium or person who casts the curse before they can be broken.

Priscilla looked surprised.

Dandelion clenched his fists.

Harry reached out and tapped the Sorting Hat lightly, and a bottle of potion was spit out and fell into his hand.

He handed it over: "Drink this bottle of medicine."

Priscilla took it without hesitation.

The taste was not very good, very bitter and sour. The burning sensation irritated the inner wall of her mouth, and a faint itching surged.

"It doesn't feel good." Priscilla frowned, "and it's itchy."

Harry shook his head, and said softly, "Don't talk, your voice is growing back now, and it will probably heal by night."

Priscilla shut her mouth tightly and nodded heavily.

"Harry, I love you to death! I knew you would be able to do it." Dandelion raised his hands and cheered, "I will definitely create a beautiful song for you, with me and Priscilla."

Harry took a step back: "Thank you, let's tell Miss Priscilla or other ladies about the confession."

"No, no, Harry, I am very focused now." Dandelion shook his head, "I can understand you and Geralt very well now, there is nothing more pleasant than staying with a lady you like. "

Priscilla's eyes gradually became dangerous.

Dandelion is not a good lover, he is very good at courting girls, but in Novigrad he has more than ten, maybe twenty, or even more lovers.

He noticed something, and changed the subject forcefully: "Let's talk about Geralt marrying Yennefer."

"Are they really ready?"

As he spoke, he paused for a while, pulled over his chair, and sat down next to Priscilla: "I don't mean to offend, but is it really necessary for a witcher and a sorceress to use a marriage contract?"

"They're going to have kids," Harry said softly.

Dandelion was taken aback.

Harry repeated: "They're going to have kids."

"My God, this is even more inconceivable than the Eternal Flame identifying you and Hermione as dragons." Dandelion rubbed his face, "You did it?"

Harry nodded: "Some magical tricks."

"Then I have to congratulate you and Geralt." Dandelion said from the bottom of his heart and sincerely, "In this case, the wedding is indeed necessary."

"Half a month? Can we make it there?"

"Don't worry." Harry nodded, "We have plenty of time."

They chatted, and soon Zoltan downstairs also closed the door and went upstairs.

As promised, Harry told them slowly what he didn't have time to say before.

Dandelion and Priscilla were serious, realizing that this would be a new source of creation, even more legendary than Geralt's story.

Harry also learned something in Kaer Morhen that Geralt hadn't explained because he was drunk.

Same as past experience.

Geralt found the baron and solved a small problem that Harry hadn't solved - the aborted baby, which Geralt had made into a house goblin using ancient rituals.

Help the warlocks escape in Novigrad.

Then off to Skellige.

The news of the giant dragon raging in the ocean forced the already poor demon hunter to rack his brains and bleed heavily.

night.

Priscilla was finally able to speak, and her voice became as crisp as ever.

It's just that at this time, except for Harry and Hermione, the other two people can no longer appreciate the long-lost singing, they are already unconscious from drunk.

Three days in Novigrad to rectify.

Harry showed Hermione a good tour of the city, and the group continued on their way to Toussaint.

It was a longer journey, and they had to cross all of Temeria and along the border of Sintra to reach them.

It was not until the one-month deadline was reached that it finally arrived.

This country made Hermione's eyes shine.

It is different from any country I have seen before, even in my own world, it is difficult to find such a scenery.

The sun is shining brightly, and the scenery that comes into view seems to increase the saturation, mountains, rivers, clouds, and towering trees on both sides of the road hang heavy fruits.

The imagination of the forest in fairy tales when she was a child has now entered the reality of her life.

They met again with Geralt in Beauclair, the capital of Toussaint.

"You're finally here." Geralt felt relieved, "Ye almost couldn't help asking Ciri to find you."

"The scenery on the road is very good." Harry said softly, "It's the first time for me to travel from such a perspective."

Without any purpose, be with the person you like, leisurely.

There are even atmosphere groups.

Dandelion and Priscilla, they listened to Harry telling his own story along the way, telling the story of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, they were constantly inspired and created many poems.

It's a pity that the Sorting Hat isn't here.

It chose to stay and drag racing, and made a grand plan with Sirius. They would travel around the whole world, from Felixstowe, through the North and South Poles, and finally return to Felixstowe in two months. .

"It's also the first time I've had such an experience." Geralt shook his head, "Seeing Ye will make her feel more at ease. She has been very angry recently."

"It's marriage after all." Dandelion laughed, "Every woman facing marriage is like this, moody."

Priscilla coughed heavily.

Dandelion shut his mouth.

Harry asked, "Where are the others here?"

"They're all here." Geralt nodded, leading the way, "Harry, I wish you could have come earlier, but you missed a very exciting event."

"Wonderful?" Harry looked at his flamboyant, undisguised smile.

"Vesemir met his old lover here." Geralt smiled, "I always thought he was so serious when he was young, but it's surprising that he has a wonderful past with a countess. "

(End of this chapter)