Dragons are very magical creatures in this world.

Exists in legend.

Powerful, mysterious, and beautiful.

Geralt once had the honor of dealing with dragons, and dragon legends exist in many places.

In the sea area from Novigrad to Skellige, another rumor related to dragons appeared - many people testified that they saw two giant dragons flying across the sea at lightning speed. With such a fast speed, they were definitely giant dragons!

Even in Novigrad, the two unknown warlocks who appeared at the dock that day were privately rumored to be dragons.

The Eternal Flame quietly removed the vague wanted posters.

In this world, dragons cannot be raised artificially like in Harry's world.

Harry and Hermione were still flying.

Crossing the sea is not a fun thing, and it is also challenging for wizards.

Sirius Black once set a challenging goal of crossing the Pacific Ocean.

Harry always felt that it would be difficult for him to have such a life experience.

Fate is indeed strange.

He had to go through this with Hermione.

Without any reference points, even Harry could easily get lost, and this is when the Guiding Spell invented by Hermione came in handy.

After more than a day of flying at full speed, they finally arrived at their destination.

The topography of Skellige is completely different from that of Velen and Novigrad.

Maybe it’s because of the island, or maybe it’s because of the longitude and latitude, the air here is obviously colder.

It made Hermione feel like she was back in Europe.

They landed on the seashore.

Harry conjured up a small boat, sat on it, took out the glass bottle, and the ball of light inside swayed towards the west.

It's not time to release it yet.

Set sail.

The boat drifted away.

The sea breeze was cool and had a creepy meaning. Hermione cast a warming spell on herself and also released one for Harry. She held her head and looked at the deep sea: "This seems to be the first time I have seen the sea like this."

Great Britain is an island country.

Every child has the opportunity to see the sea in their childhood, especially those from middle-class families like Hermione. When she was young, she would go to the beach once a year to enjoy the sea. But at that time, the beach was full of people, not as quiet as it is now.

In her childhood, the sea belonged to her.

And now, she and Harry belonged to the sea.

Harry opened his mouth to say something.

A sharp cry.

A monster with wings, a naked body and a long snake tail pounced towards them.

These are the Sirens, of course, who have a wonderful nickname - Mermaids.

Compared to humans who live on land and occasionally go to the sea, they are the true masters of the sea.

In the Witcher's Handbook.

They are monsters.

But strictly speaking, they, like the Veela, belong to the sub-human branch.

In the legend of Skellige, there may be ferocious sirens, but most of them were once friendly to humans. Perhaps it was the changes brought about by the intersection of the celestial spheres, or perhaps it was other more complicated reasons. Now the sirens are extremely hostile to humans. They will show their claws when they meet humans. They will not release any goodwill, without exception.

The good atmosphere was disturbed. Hermione was slightly annoyed and raised her head to look over.

A sub-human creature.

He paused as he was about to pull his wand out of his robe.

Unlike water ghosts and evil ghosts, which are monsters that are obviously not human at first glance and have almost no high intelligence, sirens appear to be much more intelligent.

and……

It was ingrained in her bones, and years of education had made her a little hesitant about this kind of veela-like creature.

Do you want to take action?

"These are monsters," Harry began.

Hermione no longer hesitated and chanted the spell: "Petrification!"

The body of the siren that was rushing towards them froze, even defying the laws of physics, and it had no inertia and fell straight into the ocean.

"But no need to kill him," Harry said slowly.

Hermione glared.

Could you please stop keeping us in suspense?

Fortunately, it was me who didn't use any dark magic. If it was Professor Snape, or even Sirius, I'm afraid that with just a Crushing Curse or a Cutting Curse, this sub-human creature would have been dead.

She waved her wand.

While the mermaid had just fallen into the water but had not yet sunk, the levitation spell was used to lift her out and put her on the boat.

"Is she really a monster?" Hermione looked at her.

It is hard to imagine that a creature that looks so much like a human could be a monster.

"They're a threat to humanity," Harry said softly.

Hermione was startled and nodded heavily.

Monsters and non-monsters are never divided by appearance or intelligence.

The danger is whether it harms human beings.

No matter how smart or cultured they are, if they pose a threat to humans, their existence is that of monsters.

"Why leave her on the ship?" Hermione asked after a moment's pause.

Harry looked into the distance: "There are too many sirens in the sea. We can't have them come over wave after wave and disturb the atmosphere while we are enjoying the scenery."

Hermione said nothing. She put her hands on her knees, held her head, looked at Harry, and laughed secretly.

Harry lifted the spell on the siren, put his wand against her head, and spoke in a language Hermione had never heard before: "I know you can understand me, now you have..."

They are almost the same as Veela, not just because they are also subhuman and have beautiful faces that are different from ordinary people.

Also, the sirens are also an intelligent race.

They have their own language, a branch of the Ancient tongue.

Of course, demon hunters have to learn these.

The moment the restraints were released, the siren's beautiful face twisted into a sharp fish mouth, opening its bloody mouth.

When this creature encounters a threat, it will roar. This is a kind of magic that can shock the enemy's heart and soul, and it is also a reminder to remind its sisters that an enemy has appeared.

but……

This is a common method, but it didn't work this time.

Harry tapped his wand.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"Don't waste your time," Harry continued. "Now let's make a deal."

"My lover wants to enjoy the sea view."

"Blood and fighting ruin the atmosphere. You can see that I am a demon hunter and a warlock. No matter how many sisters you have, they will all be killed by me."

"You sing to remind your sisters not to come over."

"When we get to our destination, I'll let you go and won't kill you. How's that for a deal? Nod your head if you agree."

The siren thought for a while, nodded fearfully, and agreed.

Harry smiled, "Very good."

With a wave of the wand, a rope was trapped around the siren's neck and tied to the bow of the ship.

The siren was unwilling and changed back into human form. She sat by the boat, far away from the two beautiful but powerful humans, cleared her throat, and sang with the wind.

Hermione even conjured up a harp for her.