The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Hermione drove away the warriors made of clay, and she and Ms. Feier trotted toward DeWitt.

At this time, DeWitt just happened to take off the face armor of the corpse at his feet, revealing a horrified face that was almost the same as a human except for the sharp canine teeth. Then he picked up the gap in the armor around the black knight's neck and took off the black knight's face.

He threw the helmet aside and saw the compact head under the helmet, the pointed ears on both sides of the head, and the light-colored semi-long hair on the back of the head. Then, the warm corpse was smashed to the ground.

The last noise he made was just a few clicks of his armor.

Several souls who had just died were now completely separated. DeWitt tried to talk to them, but he always received contemptuous looks. Even after death, the creatures from another world stubbornly remained alive.

If they are arrogant, their fate will be very simple - DeWitt absorbed their secret source and turned them into his own food.

"I feel like Ciri should know what they are." Hermione guessed.

"Then help bring her here," DeWitt waved his wand, disarmed the remaining corpses, played with the swords of these creatures, and completely buried the dying ones, and said at the same time, "I'll stay here, by the way.

Look again...that snake."

After Hermione and Ms. Feier left, the big snake Nagini brought by Voldemort was not completely dead.

DeWitt thought this way - if the big snake still has Voldemort's soul, then it cannot die now that Voldemort's main body is missing; if there is no Voldemort's soul, then this snake is just a snake.

It would be a pity for the poor guy he restrained to die, so he purified the curse on the big snake and began to repair the wounds on the big snake's body.

When Ciri arrived, she was only slightly surprised when she saw the scene on the cliff. Then she quickly calmed down and followed Hermione to the pile of corpses.

"This is... an elf!" Ciri shouted, "This is what an elf looks like! I can't admit my mistake!"

At this time, DeWitt had just gathered the injured horses of the cavalry. He asked the horses one by one for their opinions. All the horses were willing to communicate with him, so he also healed the horses' injuries and asked

News that the horses know.

After getting the news, DeWitt announced to the horses: "You are free!"

The horses paid tribute to DeWitt in turn, accepted his caress, and ran towards the plain in the distance. Two of the horses expressed that they wanted to follow DeWitt, but DeWitt refused: "I don't have a mount now."

Demand."

The people present walked toward each other and began to gather together to exchange information.

"First of all, Voldemort disappeared," DeWitt said expressionlessly. "It's a bit regretful, but the ice that froze him is not easy to remove. It is in a sealed state, and he only has his torso left. Overall

Therefore, there will be more time to find him again."

He continued: "Secondly, Voldemort's Horcrux is missing one more."

"Finally, I got the news from Manali that these human-like creatures are elves... hum, elves with skull masks on their faces..."

"How did you communicate with those horses?" Hermione couldn't help but wonder, "Look, those horses have owners, and they might have feelings for each other... I mean, you just killed the horse's owner.

, wouldn’t it hurt the animals’ feelings?”

"They are an employment relationship. The cavalry are like bosses. How many employees will be sad when the boss dies?" DeWitt explained, "There are other people who raise horses, and I also healed them. The animals remember me.

So good..."

Hermione raised a few floating blue flames to resist the cold. It would have been nice to wear an extra layer of clothes today, but the wind and snow...

"White Frost," Ciri said with a little fear and a little excitement, "these people look like the Wild Hunt... I always thought the Wild Hunt was a legend... It is said that they will rob orphans on full moon nights - but how do they

Could it be an elf?"

DeWitt said: "You know them?"

Ciri said: "I know that elves all look like this, and I also have the blood of elves."

"But those horses have never been in contact with humans," DeWitt started, then corrected, "This is not strict. I mean, the horses told me that these elves have the ability to travel across the world.

They carried these elves to other worlds to rob humans."

"So the Wild Hunt is actually another world of elves," Ciri said quickly, "They went to my world, and now they are here again..."

"Are they strong?"

Ciri was stunned and said: "It's not a question of being strong or not. Elves have mages, swordsmen, cavalry and archers, but there are only a lot more humans. The status of non-human races... is not very high, but this is me

Things about the world... let’s look at the snow, it is the power of hoar frost, and hoar frost is related to a prophecy - a prophecy that predicts that the world will eventually be destroyed by hoar frost."

"White frost," DeWitt repeated the word, "is indeed something strange, but this power does not seem to be controlled by elves."

"I don't know more details," Ciri said, "Are you still planning to go to the elves' world?"

Neither DeWitt nor Hermione answered, but Ms. Feier's eyes wandered around, as if she wasn't thinking about anything.

"And that snake," DeWitt stared at the unconscious snake after a brief silence and suddenly said, "I didn't expect... I really didn't expect... that Horcruxes could still be living creatures."

"No one can imagine," Hermione comforted, "mistakes always occur throughout life, and it is really inevitable."

But DeWitt fell silent again, because when he carefully observed the big snake, he discovered an abnormality - the soul of this snake seemed to have the chaos of an animal following instinct, but at the deeper core, there was reason and greater

Many secret sources are silent - DeWitt thought of the possibility that the fragments of Voldemort's soul still exist, but the secret source of the snake's soul is now a complete whole, showing a strange contradiction, both weak and solid.

status.

Like a human being, DeWitt captured his own thoughts. He felt that the soul of the big snake was like a sleeping person, and this person was hiding in a wild shell and relying on beast instincts to survive.

"Besides the Animagus," DeWitt asked, "does a wizard have any other means of turning into an animal?"

Hermione didn't know why DeWitt suddenly asked this, but she still answered accurately: "Use transfiguration directly to transform people, or a blood curse."

"Elaborate on the blood curse."

"Vicious curses are rooted in the bloodline and are passed down from generation to generation as the bloodline continues," Hermione said concisely. "Insidious and difficult to detect, one type of blood curse is to transform a person into a beast, and the person who becomes a beast loses

As time goes by, the human mind will transform into an animal for longer and longer, until it can no longer be restored to a human being, and can only transform into an animal in both thinking and body."

"That snake," DeWitt said, "fits your description, because I saw its soul."