Ciri asked the fatal question.

The Baron sighed, helpless, and told his past story again.

This was the first time he mentioned his family past in front of Xili.

Hermione concentrated on her work and cast a spell to lift the curse on Anna.

This is a huge challenge for her.

The curse on Avallac'h was lifted without any trouble, and it seemed very easy - but who lifted the curse on Avallac'h?

The greatest white wizard of all time.

There is also a Herb Master, a Spell Master, a Potions Master, and two Transfiguration Masters...

Although the curse on Anna is much weaker than the one on Avallac'h, she is the only one left who can lift the curse.

And she...

There is still a long way to go before becoming a master.

"Expecto Patronus." She chanted the spell, and a milky white mist poured out, flowing along the organs on Anna's face and into her brain.

However, this is only the first and safest step.

This made Anna feel painful, frowning and letting out a low whine.

The Baron immediately looked over.

Hermione was startled and quickly withdrew her magic.

The human soul is fragile.

Even a very gentle spell like the Patronus Charm, which is known for its protective qualities, can hurt people if it is too powerful.

Dumbledore and Professor Snape found it so easy to do, but in my hands, I almost got into trouble.

Hermione was cautious.

A thin white mist poured out from the wand, covering Anna, seeping into her body bit by bit, enveloping her soul. This time, the poor woman did not react instinctively, but still failed. This thin patronus spell could not protect her soul from being backfired by the curse.

Until Harry came back.

After making Anna groan in pain several times, Hermione finally got the right balance.

"What about the first curse on Anna?" The Baron looked around.

Harry nodded. "It was solved very smoothly."

"The carrier is in that room."

The Baron breathed a sigh of relief: "Harry, why don't you come, she seems..."

"Trust Hermione, now the first step has been taken." Harry interrupted him.

The Baron was distressed, so he sat down in the corner and watched quietly.

For Hermione, the most difficult step was actually the first step, how to use the Patronus Charm to protect Anna's soul as perfectly as possible.

Breaking the curse in the body is much smoother.

All in one go.

only……

Hermione had to maintain the Patronus Charm and break the curse at the same time, so her actions were inevitably a little rough.

Anna groaned in pain.

The Baron wished he could take his place.

Finally, everything was settled after half an hour.

The curse is lifted.

With a wave of his wand, Harry removed the spell that protected her.

Time fell back on her.

The already old face had a few more wrinkles from the torture of time.

A cup of chocolate flew out of the Sorting Hat, heating up as it floated. By the time it reached Hermione's hand, it was already steaming hot.

"Is the curse lifted?" The Baron stood up and stared at the ** man.

Hermione didn't answer.

** Anna opened her eyes vaguely.

"Anna, Anna?" The Baron walked over cautiously.

Anna looked over and asked, "Philip?"

"It's me. How do you feel now?" The Baron tried to hold her hand. "I'm sorry for putting you through this."

Harry looked at him coldly.

He turned around and took Ciri and Hermione out.

"Only Talia hasn't come back yet." Ciri turned around. "Although those experiences were terrible, it would be a good thing if the family could be reunited?"

Harry couldn't deny it: "Maybe."

"But the demon hunter doesn't care about that. This is just a commission."

Ciri looked at him and said, "Where are we going next, back to the swamp?"

Harry nodded.

Hermione was a little confused. She looked at the two people, very puzzled.

Although they know magic and it doesn't matter where they live, why do they have to go to the swamp?

Harry saw what she was thinking and started to explain: "We can't be sure when the Wild Hunt will come. Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow..."

"But there is no doubt that the Wild Hunt will be fully prepared."

"A demon hunter who can use magic... I am the only one who meets this criterion."

"They have just suffered at my hands. Moreover, there is Ciri, the Ancient Blood. It would not be surprising if Eredin himself came, let alone Imlerith."

"We'll be fine, but what about Crow's Nest?"

Hermione suddenly realized.

The Wild Hunt are not civilized, polite good boys, they destroy everything they come across.

Wait until the crying sounds in the room stop.

The Baron pushed the door open and walked out: "Thank you, Witcher."

"Pay for the money," Harry replied calmly.

The baron raised his head, looked at Harry, and sighed in his heart: "I'm afraid you will have to stay here tonight. I'll go prepare things for you..."

"No." Harry shook his head, "We are waiting here for you to say goodbye."

"Farewell?" The baron was surprised. "But don't you still want to hunt the Wild Hunt?"

Harry nodded, "But we can't set the battlefield in the Crow's Nest."

"I can help you, too." The baron said seriously, "You know, I am a baron after all."

Harry said nothing, just sneered.

The baron was startled and lowered his head silently.

"I wish you a happy life." Harry briefly said a blessing, held Hermione's hand, grabbed Ciri's wrist, Apparated, and disappeared.

With a snap.

Just as he was when the Baron first met him, in a hurry.

It is still quiet in the quagmire.

"It's hard to imagine that we have to stay in the swamp on the first night after we met." Ciri shook her head. After the third time, she had begun to get used to this incredible feeling of dizziness.

Harry raised his wand.

Guard it safely!

Protect them all!

The white light and gray light spread out with him as the center, covering the entire house in a hemisphere.

Hermione looked at Ciri: "Which one do you want to stay in?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to sleep in the same room tonight." Ciri shrugged, "I don't mind. It's up to you to choose."

Hermione wasn't that squeamish and chose the nearest room.

Wand a little.

The thatched roof was transformed into a brick-concrete structure, the walls were covered with tiles, and glass grew on the windows.

In the blink of an eye, it's brand new.

Then she pushed the door open and walked in, tapping her wand.

When Ciri and Harry came in, the inside also became unusual.

There wasn't enough space in the room, so there were only two beds.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace, warm and bright.

Another half of the space was isolated and converted into a bathroom.

"What a magical thing! Do you want to take a bath together?" Ciri invited Hermione.

Hermione refused decisively: "No, thank you, I don't think so."