Kingsley looked at Harry in confusion.

Why are you so sure it was done by the Wild Hunt?

Obviously wizards can also learn freezing magic. With Ms. Goshak's level of spellcasting, it is not incomprehensible that she can cast such a large range.

"There is magic in both worlds, but even magic is different from magic." Harry shook his head and waved his wand gently. A rose in a nursery with a sign saying "Rose" was broken off and flew into his hand. "The magic of the Wild Hunt is closely related to this world. They need to use the power of the elements."

With a tap of the wand, the ice on the rose was peeled off.

Harry placed the flower in the palm of his hand, squeezed it gently, and when he opened it again, the flower inside was crushed into powder.

Crisply, the moment the magic was cast, all the water in its body was drained out.

Harry went on: "And wizards' magic is a reflection of their souls."

"I need it to be frozen, so it will be frozen."

“The environmental requirements are not that demanding.”

Kingsley was startled.

"They need water to cast freezing magic." Harry threw the fragments and powder in his palms down, "and the water vapor in the nearby grass and trees is extracted to cast this freezing magic."

"This is clearly the work of the Wild Hunt."

Harry paused for a moment: "As for Caranthiar..."

"As the navigator, it is very likely that he led the team to do these things."

Tonks was puzzled and asked, "What is a navigator?"

Harry glanced at the group of Aurors behind Kingsley and shook his head: "I'll tell you when we get back."

To these Aurors.

They did not regard the Wild Hunt as an enemy from another world, but just thought that some dark wizard organization had popped up from some corner - this was a very common thing, but usually speaking, these dark wizard organizations that suddenly popped up did not have much strength, and even the Aurors could easily deal with them.

Harry copied out all three investigation reports.

They walked towards the Potter's house.

Sirius was not around, so he went out to have fun happily.

Flemont was not in the portrait either. Perhaps he was too bored at home and went out to look for Euphemia.

Kreacher was at home but did not appear.

As soon as Harry and his friends stepped into the yard, five pairs of warm cotton slippers and steaming drinks tailored to their tastes were prepared for them.

"So what is a navigator?" Tonks asked again without waiting to sit down.

Harry sat down slowly, picked up the cup, and exhaled a cloud of white air: "Although the Wild Hunts are chasing the Ancient Blood, they themselves have a certain ability to travel through the world. People with this ability will be called navigators by the Wild Hunts."

"But compared to the Ancient Blood, he can only achieve small-scale physical teleportation."

Dumbledore nodded: "So you suspect it was him."

"It doesn't matter who it is." Harry took a sip. "What matters is that it was indeed the Wild Hunt who did it."

Kingsley frowned.

Tonks was puzzled: "But isn't their target the Ancient Blood? Why did they capture these two?"

Harry watched them calmly.

"History, spells..." Kingsley muttered, "They want to understand our world."

An idea arises.

He even got shocked: "Do they have ideas about our world?"

"Obviously," Harry nodded.

Dumbledore said softly: "But spells and history are not all we have."

Harry and he looked at each other, and they both confirmed their inner thoughts.

Since the Wild Hunt has a better understanding of this world, it is obviously not enough to just capture those two.

"Who are the Master Transfigurators?" Harry asked him.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then replied, "Minerva, Sirius, and me."

The dividing line for a master Transfigurator is clear.

The best proof is whether or not one can master "Animagus".

Perhaps... there are still many wizards who possess Animagus but are not registered with the Ministry of Magic.

There are only three masters who are widely known.

As one of the "Animagus", Sirius Black is naturally considered a master of Transfiguration.

Harry was startled and woke the Sorting Hat.

"Oh, good morning, Harry." The Sorting Hat looked dazed and tossed its tip. "It looks like there's no need to fight?"

"Any idea where Sirius is?" Harry asked him.

The Sorting Hat tilted its head and shook its tip.

"Then go find Hedwig and ask her to take you to Sirius." Harry patted her gently. "Once you find him, take him to Hogwarts immediately."

The Sorting Hat noticed the unusual seriousness in Harry's words, and straightened up and agreed solemnly.

"I'm glad you still believe in Hogwarts so much." Dumbledore smiled slightly.

Harry shook his head. "I don't think they would dare to go to Hogwarts when they don't know much about wizards yet."

"Where's the Potions Master?"

"The three best are all in Hogwarts," Dumbledore replied, "but... there are quite a few Potions Masters, including Mr. Damkos and Mr. Smethwick..."

Damkos is the potion master who invented the "Wolfsbane Potion".

Smethwick was a very good healer at St. Mungo's.

"I'll inform Minister Scrimgeour and gather the manpower now to protect them." Kingsley reacted immediately.

Harry shook his head and waved his hands: "Don't worry, there are other things."

"Where's the herbalist?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "Herbalists are very rare. The few herbalists I know are all employed in different schools, such as Hogwarts, Durmstrang, Beauxbatons..."

Kingsley had a headache, "Okay, we'll contact the Ministries of Magic in several other countries."

"Where's the Master of Fantastic Beasts?" Harry continued.

Dumbledore shook his head. "That's even less than the masters of other disciplines. I only know of two, Rubeus and Newt Scamander."

When he mentioned the last name, his brows slightly furrowed.

"We have to keep an eye on them recently." Harry concluded softly, "I'm afraid the Wild Hunt will target these people next."

Kingsley hesitated for a while and then sighed heavily: "Harry, I have to remind you."

"Although the wizards in Great Britain are excellent, there are still a large number of masters who are not in Great Britain."

"I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic will have trouble protecting them."

Harry looked at him calmly.

"We will do our best." Kingsley gritted his teeth and changed his words, "Even if we can't protect you, we will let an Auror monitor you."

Dumbledore said softly: "I will write to Newt, maybe I can persuade him to come and live in Hogwarts for a while."