Ciri didn't know how long it had been since she had taken such a refreshing bath.

Very novel.

The bathtub can automatically drain water, blow bubbles, spray rose essence, and even have music as a companion.

It reminded her of a world she had once experienced.

In that world, as long as you have money, you can get such or even more comfortable treatment.

But this is in a swamp.

It is a pleasant surprise to have such equipment.

Harry and Hermione also took a bath.

Although the cleansing spell can ensure that they are always clean, the importance of taking a bath has never been the result, but the process. Soaking comfortably in hot water for half an hour is an incomparable enjoyment.

Wait until everyone has finished showering.

Hermione hesitated on Ciri for a moment, then climbed onto Harry's bed.

She was really worried about Ciri.

"Oh my God, if it weren't for the Wild Hunt, I would never sleep in the same room with you guys." Ciri buried her head in the soft goose feather pillow, stretched comfortably, and put the sword on the bedside, "Be quiet at night."

"Or, do you have a spell that can block out the sound?"

"Perform it next to your bed."

Hermione was stunned, and it took her a while to realize the malicious intent of these words, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

"We are not Geralt and Yennefer," Harry said softly.

After a pause, he laughed, "Now the two of them live in Hogwarts. The last time we went back, Professor McGonagall, the vice-headmaster of our school, told me that because of Geralt and Yennefer, Madam Pomfrey's special potion was used up more than twice as much."

"Madam Pomfrey is our school nurse."

It was fine when Yennefer was still out looking for Ciri; they didn't meet often and it was hard for anything to happen.

But there is no need for Yennefer to look for anything now.

Geralt doesn't have to go out either.

For safety, they, like Sirius, stayed at Hogwarts.

Something always happens between two energetic people every night.

Their hormones spread and were transmitted to the young wizards in Hogwarts, and naturally many interesting things happened. However, they were not like witchers and sorceresses, who had natural convenience. If they were not careful, something would brew without them realizing it, as there were no physiology classes in Hogwarts.

Madam Pomfrey was busy.

even……

It has become a habit for every professor to check the physical condition of the little witches with their wands before teaching classes above the fourth grade.

Professor Dumbledore couldn't help but tease that the two of them really didn't seem like they were his peers.

“Geralt and Yennefer.” Ciri’s expression darkened when she mentioned these two names. “This is something they can do.”

"It seems the soundproofing is not very good."

Harry looked at him and whispered, "There is good news. Maybe in a few years, we will have a younger brother or sister."

Um?

Another unexpected child?

This was Ciri’s first reaction.

He was a little slow to realize what was happening and looked at Harry in great surprise.

"Can magic allow Yennefer to get pregnant?"

She raised her voice and asked.

Harry nodded: "Yes, but I don't know where the progress is now."

"Hagrid took only one summer vacation to make the blasting-end skrewt." Hermione tilted her head, waved her wand, took out a book from her pocket, and forced herself to calm down. "Witchers and sorceresses may be a little more complicated, and without other samples, the speed will be slower, but maybe a year, maybe two years?"

“But it shouldn’t be much longer.”

"Mr. Scamander is still at Hogwarts."

Ciri wondered, "They are?"

"And the blast-tailed skrewt? That doesn't sound very nice."

The creature called Exploding-Tailed Skrewt is made up of three words, the first of which means "explosion". It is a safe and wonderful creature, and it is not likely to have the word "explosion" in its name.

"Two magical beast masters." Hermione introduced briefly, "As for the blasting-tailed skrewt, it is a creature bred by Hagrid."

"Both parents come from two reproductively isolated species."

"The new creature created has almost all the advantages of both parents - for a magical animal."

Ciri was silent, digesting these words: "So the child of Geralt and Yennefer will also have all the advantages of a warlock and a demon hunter?"

"Maybe?" Harry was also a little hesitant.

He was not sure what plan Hagrid and Mr. Scamander would come up with.

Hagrid has little confidence in himself, which is based on the fact that he does not have a particularly clear understanding of the world as a whole - this means that many behaviors that seem sparse and normal to him would seem crazy in the eyes of normal people.

As for Mr. Scamander...

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and even Professor Sprout all described him as a shy little badger.

Can……

Harry didn't believe that a wizard who was expelled in sixth grade and then caused a huge disturbance in Arimackon could be a quiet, shy and well-behaved wizard.

The little badger is also crazy at heart.

Ciri yawned. "Geralt and Yennefer's child. It's hard to imagine them having a child."

Harry looked at him and smiled kindly, "Aren't we?"

In the fireplace, the flames danced and crackled.

They talked about the past.

Hermione read the book and listened quietly.

By late at night, Harry and Ciri had already gone to bed. Hermione waved her wand, making the fire in the room dim but still glowing, and then she went to bed too.

But at midnight.

Harry suddenly opened his eyes.

A cold breeze rushed in from outside the door. He gently pushed Hermione beside the pillow, and she woke up immediately, holding her wand.

Another **.

Ciri, who has extensive experience in escaping and is extremely sensitive to the Wild Hunt, also wakes up and grabs her sword.

"I'll go out and take a look, you stay in the room." Harry waved his wand, and golden words floated above the bed.

Ciri nodded.

Harry flicked his wand and disappeared with a snap.

He appeared outside the swamp, transformed himself into an Animagus, and quietly approached the house.

The Wild Hunt is coming.

But surprisingly, there were only two people who tiptoed around in the room, looking around and taking a look at the situation in the room.

The demon hunter no longer felt the scent of the Wild Hunt.

No one came out of the only teleportation array.

Harry went around and rushed to the teleportation array.

Seal of Arden!

Purple runes lingered, and with a bang, the teleportation array was destroyed.

At the same time, he reached into his pocket and scattered two seeds, waving his wand at the same time.

Two devil vines grew out and tightly entangled the two Wild Hunt Knights. The more they struggled, the tighter the restraints became.

"Hermione, Ciri, you can come out now." Harry called into the house.

The door was opened.

Before the man came out, a bright silver lioness pounced out.