Scrimgeour limped away.

Together with other Aurors, he counted the losses and casualties caused by this sudden war.

Dumbledore looked at Scamander and said, "Shall we talk at Hogwarts?"

"Although the dinner is over at this point, I think the house elf wouldn't mind preparing another one for us."

Fewer students will remain at Hogwarts this Christmas.

When Harry and his friends returned to the castle, Hermione and Ron were still waiting at the school gate. They breathed a sigh of relief to see them return safely and said hello. Then, when they saw that Harry was not ready to go back to the Gryffindor common room, they turned back. Although they were reluctant, they were not the kind of children who acted unreasonably and knew that they were not qualified to get involved in such matters.

Obviously I tried very hard...

But the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

In the principal's office.

Scamander opened the box: "It's safe, we're at Hogwarts."

There was a rustling noise in the box. Tina poked her head out and made sure everything was fine before walking out of the box, followed by their family members.

"Are you not hurt?" Tina asked with concern.

Scamander shook his head. "Of course, I am..."

"Some superficial injuries." Harry said, "There are scrapes on the thigh and a wound on the waist. There's no blood. It could be a sprain or a fall."

Tina's eyes turned dangerous.

Scamander looked at Harry in surprise.

Clearly, this kid came here after I had arrived in the city area and fought with the Wild Hunts. How come he knows his injuries better than I do?

"They are just some superficial injuries, but he is old. I'll let Madam Pomfrey take a look at him later," Harry continued.

Tina glared at Dumbledore unhappily: "Go now."

"I'm afraid not now." Harry shook his head. "I need to ask something."

Scamander nodded: "I only have superficial wounds. For a wizard, they are nothing."

"Take the children and find a place to stay. I'm afraid we'll have to live in Hogwarts for the next period of time."

Tina nodded, looked at Dumbledore, and greeted him indifferently: "Long time no see, Mr. Dumbledore."

"Long time no see, Tina." Dumbledore also responded to her.

With just this hello, Tina left with the children.

"Newt, you should have listened to me and come to Hogwarts earlier." Dumbledore conjured chairs for them and sat down slowly.

Scamander also sat down: "I didn't expect they would choose that time."

No one else spoke.

Scamander understood what they meant and wanted to know the details. He cleared his throat, and Harry conjured a glass of water for him before Dumbledore could. "We were preparing for Christmas dinner, and at this moment, the hobbies, the catkins I raised, were breathing out at the door."

"You should know that catkins are extremely sensitive creatures. When they behave like this, it indicates that some terrible danger is coming."

"I asked Tina to take the children and the cute little ones at home and hide in the box. After they were all in, the Wild Hunts came in."

"I Apparated away, intending to go to my brother's house and write to Dumbledore."

Harry interrupted, "Why not come to Hogsmeade?"

"I'm afraid they'll think of this," Scamander explained, "and set a trap in Hogsmeade."

Dumbledore also helped explain: "Newt's brother is a very good wizard and was once an Auror of the Ministry of Magic."

As if he was worried that "Auror" would give Harry a bad impression, he paused and then quickly added some explanation.

"He even fought in World War I and was hailed as a combat hero. He was truly outstanding."

"Also participated in the hunt for Grindelwald."

"Of course, I think he must hate me too."

Scamander made no comment.

If Dumbledore had come earlier, if he had not refused...

Harry nodded: "Hogwarts is safe now. I am not Dumbledore."

"Harry," Dumbledore grumbled.

Scamander smiled shyly and continued to talk about what had just happened: "It's just that the group of Wild Hunt seemed to have mastered a spell that could interfere with Apparition. My Apparition was interfered with and I could only move a few dozen kilometers. I even almost broke in half."

Dumbledore's eyes turned serious: "Disturbed?"

"It looks like they've started studying our magic," Harry said softly.

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at Karanthir who was still awake.

The wand was taken out and pointed at his head.

"Then let me see to what extent you have done it."

A flick of the wrist.

Two more hands grew out of the ropes that bound Caranthir's body, and they forcibly lifted up his head so that his eyes met Harry's amber pupils.

Telepathy!

The magic worked. The Ain El clan prided themselves on being powerful, elegant, and noble, but they did not have a spell that could protect their brains from being prying eyes. Caranthir knew about brain defense techniques, but he did not try to learn this spell.

His memories were revealed to Harry with extraordinary clarity, allowing him to read them at will.

Harry saw...

On a snowy day, Crouch made contact with the Wild Hunt.

They promised an alliance in exchange for the magic book.

We also saw how Crouch mistakenly thought he was Ciri's child.

After obtaining the magic of this world, how did Caranthir study spells and finally obtain a spell similar to "Shadow Locking Shape", which had an unexpected effect when used against Bagshot and the other two.

Of course, the most important thing is...

It was Karanthir's memory from a few days ago.

When he met Eredin, on Eredin's table was a dirty crown in the shape of an eagle with outstretched wings, with a shining emerald inlaid on it.

as well as……

The Wild Hunt have not completely given up the hunt for Ciri, they are still pursuing her.

The most important documents on Caranthir's desk were enough to prove everything. The ancient blood was still their primary target.

Harry exited Caranthir's mind.

“What’s in the memory?” Geralt asked. “Is Ciri in it?”

Harry shook his head: "The Wild Hunt is also looking for Ciri, and still regards Ciri as the primary target. But the good news is that Ciri is still in the original world."

Geralt was startled and nodded.

Harry continued, "And the good news is that Crouch seems to really trust Professor Snape completely."

"I looked through Caranthir's memories and saw the Ravenclaw diadem on Eredin's table."

"It's just that from my memory, I can't tell whether the crown is real or not."