Geralt talks about his experiences during that time.

They were targeted by the Wild Hunt and Yennefer was captured. In order to get his lover back, Geralt made a deal with the Wild Hunt. He followed the Wild Hunt and invaded the world until he was rescued by Ciri.

What happened next was just like anything Harry had ever heard.

Until recently.

He and Yennefer found the Djinn together, recovered their past memories, and confirmed their feelings.

"So Yen and I went straight back to Kaer Morhen." Geralt raised his glass and concluded, "I knew you would come back."

Yennefer sneered.

Lambert and Eskar held their wine glasses with sparkling eyes.

They had never tasted such good wine.

The alcohol content is not low and the taste is as smooth as silk.

When the witchers get together, there is always endless topics to talk about. Even late at night, several grown men are still chattering after dinner.

Yennefer took Hermione and Ciri to bed.

There was no way a noble sorceress would stay with a bunch of drunks late at night.

The woman leaves.

Harry took out a stronger bottle of Dragon's Blood Whiskey, and the witchers had a great time.

Until I woke up the next day.

"Harry? Oh my God, what did you do last night?" Hermione walked downstairs. The pungent smell of alcohol forced her to step back. She looked from afar at the men lying on the ground like corpses, and... all kinds of strange magical creations in the house.

Demon hunters are usually very popular with women.

The mature masculinity brought by rich experience is a strong medicine for women.

It is even a strong medicine for humans.

Who wouldn't be attracted to a person who can handle all his troubles neatly?

Except for Eskar and Lambert.

Lambert's mouth is different from Geralt and Harry, who are sinister types. His mouth is like gunpowder and is very aggressive.

Eskar's face, especially the hideous scar left by the curse of the black sun, makes his appearance really hopeless.

But neither of them is short of women now.

Eskar was hugged by women on both sides, with another one between his legs, all of which were created by Harry using the Transfiguration spell.

Lambert has that, too.

Geralt was less uninhibited, sporting a bunny girl costume while sprawled on top of a car.

A magnificent golden statue was inserted horizontally on the wall. It was the image of a kind woman, and Vesemir was sleeping soundly under the statue.

In the hall, there is a twisted runway that almost runs through and covers the entire space.

There are cars on the runway.

There are also cars under the runway.

There were even two cars stuck horizontally in the window.

As for Harry...

He transformed into his Animagus form, with his head buried in the trunk of his car, also sleeping.

"Harry?" Hermione called again, her eyes turning and beginning to search.

The silver fur is very eye-catching.

Hermione walked over with a complicated look in her eyes, and waved her wand gently to cast the spell.

She was of course well aware that Harry preferred strong alcoholic drinks to juices or light alcoholic drinks.

But she never had any say in this matter.

Drinking is certainly not a good thing.

But there are also different categories.

For Harry, high-alcohol drinks were like low-alcohol drinks to them. At least... Hermione had never seen Harry so drunk in all these years, not even when Gryffindor was present.

How much did you drink last night?

Being able to get a group of witchers drunk like this.

Wait for him to wake up.

Hermione asked, "Harry? What did you do last night?"

Harry looked up with a blank look in his eyes, and when he opened his mouth, he cried out "Ouch".

oh……

I haven't turned back into a human yet.

His body began to twist, and he released his Animagus. He looked around, and the memories sleeping in his mind gradually woke up. He coughed softly, "Something complicated happened last night."

"That's what happens when they get together." Yennefer was not surprised. "Luckily they just built a runway in the castle."

"Instead of making any other big noise."

Harry reached into the Sorting Hat. It came out empty-handed, with no wand.

He snapped his fingers.

With a whoosh, the magic wand flew out from the weeds outside the hall and in the courtyard.

"Why is your wand there?" Hermione looked outside.

"I don't know either." Harry shook his head.

"I have a bad feeling." Yennefer said softly.

Ciri agreed: "Me too."

Harry wakes up the other witchers.

The three women walked out of the hall.

As expected, the outside of the court was decorated unexpectedly.

Several large and detailed statues.

The first few statues are quite serious, with Lambert fighting a petrified chicken snake, Eskar without scars and with his features slightly adjusted to look handsome, and young Vesemir. But the statues at the back are a little less serious, with bunny girl Geralt, sorceress Lambert, and princess Vesemir...

"Oh no." Ciri and Hermione covered their faces.

Yennefer was used to seeing all sorts of things, so she nodded and praised: "Geralt is quite charming like this."

When the men woke up and saw the things all over the floor, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Oh my God." Eskar exclaimed.

Geralt wanted to change his clothes, but Yennefer held him down and prevented him from doing so.

Ciri, along with Lambert, critiques his own statue.

Vesemir came up to Harry, looking eagerly.

Harry knew what he was going to do without him saying it.

Kaer Morhen is very old. The Wolf School is sparsely populated and has suffered several attacks. The only usable places are a tower, the training ground, and this hall. It can only barely maintain a basic framework, and the rest of the place is almost all abandoned.

Vesemir had always wanted to repair the castle, his home for hundreds of years.

but……

He might be able to deal with a ferocious monster that requires dozens or even hundreds of people, but he couldn't complete a project that required dozens or even hundreds of people.

Harry first cleaned up all the things that shouldn't be there, including the statue that Lambert had repeatedly requested but was unable to keep.

He raised his wand and used magic to support his body.

It was a bit bumpy, but overall it flew fairly smoothly.

Just a gentle wave.

The mottled marks on the stone wall suddenly looked brand new.

Huge stones and endless rubble rose into the air and were reassembled to perfectly fill in the damaged areas in the castle.

The collapsed city walls rose again.

Everything changes in an orderly and rapid manner. Time seems to flow backwards in this castle. At night, it becomes brand new.

Only weeds and moss were left in the yard.

Harry dropped a few magical plants, applied fertilizer, and let them deal with the stuff.

While Harry was in charge of the overall renovation, Hermione was also busy.

She cleaned room by room, slowly.

The lobby also got a new look.

The murals were repainted, the eternal fire was adorned on the ceiling of the hall, emitting a gentle and bright light. Things were also put in their proper place.

Book house, dungeon, laboratory...

These abandoned rooms were also restored to their original state under Hermione's spell.