The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Although the two of them did a lot of things together, and although it was already two o'clock in the morning, Hermione, who had already told her parents that she would stay at DeWitt's house, chose to go home quietly and come back at noon the next day.
At DeWitt's house, except for Ms. Feier who still got up on time in the morning, DeWitt rarely slept in. He missed breakfast. If Hermione hadn't called him, lunch would have been missed.

What was even more surprising was Alice. She also stayed in this house all night. Unlike before, she could only recruit people when something went wrong. When Hermione saw this, she happily asked Alice why she was here.

Silk in turn said to Hermione: "Just because I left before, you can't think that I will leave this time."

Ciri, on the other hand, stayed awake almost all night. Her blood boiled when she thought about the battle between Dewit and Herbo. After her blood subsided, she thought about going back to see Geralt and Yennefer soon, and then she felt excited again.

She couldn't help but look forward to it. So soon after Ms. Feier got up, Ciri gave up on falling asleep, walked out of the house, fed Kelby some feed, and then found a small open space in the woods to practice swordsmanship.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, DeWitt sat at the dining table and quickly swallowed the warm meat, pie and soup. Hermione watched on the side, and Ms. Feier was preparing materials in the basement to clean up the site.

"You don't want to eat anymore?" DeWitt said casually without raising his head.

"I've eaten. Last night..." Hermione's face turned a little red. She suddenly felt that her hands and feet were placed in the wrong place, and what she said seemed a bit romantic. "...I'm too hungry. It's hard to digest what I'm eating. I'm not at home either."

Eat as much as you want."

DeWitt didn't listen carefully. In order to save time, he put down the spoon, picked up the bowl and drank directly to his mouth.

Not very elegant, Hermione commented on this action in her mind, but fortunately it was not loud, and she looked at DeWitt's rolled Adam's apple without blinking.

After putting down the bowl, DeWitt wiped his mouth with a napkin. He pulled out his wand and carefully recalled the housework spells - "I'll do it." Hermione waved her wand, and the tableware flew towards the sink and moved consciously.

Get up and start cleaning.

"I forgot the spell." DeWitt used his wand to part the hair that had touched his forehead, and asked again, "Why are you so skilled?"

"If you don't remember, you don't remember," Hermione said considerately, "Of course I have practiced specifically for the future... Well, it's nothing."

She naturally changed the subject: "What are your plans for the afternoon?"

"Everything is ready," DeWitt said, "I'll go to the basement first. What about you...go call Ciri in. Where's Alice? Ask her too. She probably won't want to miss the opportunity to see the magic trick.

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"Then what?" Hermione looked at DeWitt expectantly and said in an excited tone.

"Think about it, Hermione," DeWitt slowly became serious. He stared at Hermione solemnly and said, "That is the power to travel across the world. Don't you really know what it means? Shirley escaped to

There must be more than one person here who realizes the importance of traveling across the world, and I’m sure there are more pursuers than the Wild Hunt she described to us.”

"Then you mean you won't help? Or..." Hermione raised her palms up as a joke and made a downward motion.

"Escape is not an option," DeWitt said sternly. "Human beings can reach today without the determination to rush into the darkness and break through the unknown. In some extreme cases, even if there is destruction ahead, the glorious side of human nature must be shown.

What's more, we don't know anything about the world on Ciri's side, I'm just vaguely worried..."

Hermione got close to DeWitt, took DeWitt's hand, touched DeWitt's palm with her fingers, and asked softly: "What are you worried about?"

"That demon," DeWitt said with no expression on his face, "Gaunt O'Dem...and other things in the void..."

"I want to comfort you and say that this is all unnecessary worry," Hermione said, staring at DeWitt, "but I can't say anything unrealistic. All I can do is probably stay with you..."

DeWitt trembled visibly.

Hermione asked: "What's wrong?"

DeWitt thought for a while and said honestly: "...It's a bit too gross."

Hermione stared at DeWitt in disbelief, then pushed her boyfriend away unhappily. Before turning around, she kicked the boy who didn't understand the atmosphere and walked out of the house with hard steps. She called Ciri in,

Invite Alice to go down to the basement with you. When her eyes collide with DeWitt's, Hermione will glare and look away.

After a while, in the basement, DeWitt cleared his throat to relieve the embarrassment that only he could feel, and said: "Ciri, come, stand in the middle."

Ciri did as she was told, and she saw Hermione standing next to a long table-like workbench, Alice floating next to her, and Ms. Feyre standing in front of a cabinet.

The glass of the cabinet is opaque, and Xirui guessed that there are probably countless materials inside.

"Potion," DeWitt smiled apologetically at Hermione and said, "Potion for concentration and protection."

Hermione glanced at DeWitt, expressed her dissatisfaction for the last time, quickly took out the corresponding potion, and let it float to Ciri's hand.

"To be on the safe side," DeWitt cleared his throat again to increase the persuasiveness of his words, "drink these auxiliary potions."

Ciri knew that these potions were different from those used by witchers. The potions here were almost non-toxic. Some potions could even be drank as water by ordinary people, so she drank them all without hesitation. Her ears and eyesight instantly became clear.

, clear-headed and energetic.

At this time, DeWitt used his mind to take a cup of freshly prepared potion from the workbench nearby, floated it to Ciri's hand, and said: "Purify your body, this is the preliminary step."

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"Is there any more?" Ciri took a deep breath, vaguely feeling that the only real important potion was actually this cup, then she raised her head and drank the bubbling green liquid in Gudugudu. It was not hot, and she felt a little sleep.

Surprised, I then felt that after the magic potion entered the abdomen, it started from every location - the mouth, esophagus, stomach, intestines... and penetrated to the surroundings, bringing warmth from the bone marrow evenly, and then from the head.

It felt so cool to her feet - she shivered and said, "I'm going to be full."

"It's not a big problem," DeWitt hurriedly reassured, "You don't need to drink anymore. Come on, face this direction. Do you see the stones here?"

Ciri recognized it and asked: "Is it...a diamond?"

"Yes," DeWitt introduced rationally, "Diamonds are given the meaning of purity, and they also have such characteristics. The next steps and spells are all based on this concept - specific items are because of people's understanding.

On the basis of characteristics, meanings are added. These meanings will orient the effects of magic, ensure that magic is controllable and can achieve the desired results, and can also enhance the effects of magic... In the past, magic was not systematic, and it was more difficult to use when using it.

It seems...simple, or mysterious, more in line with the imagination of traditional wizards' practices...You seem worried? I verified the basic theory last night, but I can't find the same example as you. Don't be afraid, the worst is

The result is just paralysis - a minor injury that can be cured."

Xirui opened her mouth. She figured it out. It was useless to say anything. She couldn't stop anyway, because she had to go back to "home", so she could only do it gloomily.

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