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Harry Potter In The Witcher [39]

Harry smiled briefly to himself at the fact that Eithné could no longer pull off such a convincingly serene look when he was around.

Eithné, he knew, found his very presence to be deeply, profoundly annoying, yet he also knew, with a quiet certainty, that he had, over the many years, grown on her a little, like a particularly stubborn and irritating moss.

He had, after all, placed powerful, complex enchantments all over the vast expanse of Brokilon forest some years ago, at he...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [38]

"Yet you still believe it, for some reason," Geralt observed, his voice a low rumble.

Yennefer turned her head and eyed him for a long, calculating moment. "I do," she finally admitted. "Anyone who truly knows of the Black Mage, who has studied the legends and reports surrounding him, could possibly recognize this as his authentic journal.”

“It's in the details. It recounts some of the very specific, often bizarre, experiences that the Black Mage is known for, with a level of ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [37]

Geralt shook his head. "Just got finished with a contract," he grumbled. "Basilisk. A nasty one. And then some of the local villagers decided they wanted to help themselves to my things, my pay, while I was down in the sewers taking care of it for them. Borch, however," he said, nodding towards the other man with a look of genuine gratitude, "managed to… discourage them, until I arrived."

Harry looked at the dragon-smelling man, Borch, impressed. Not many ordinary men were willing to ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [36]

The three new people at the table, Borch, Téa, and Véa, seemed to be hanging on his every word.

"Fascinating," Borch breathed, his eyes shining. "When was this, Harry? How long ago did you observe this magnificent creature?"

Harry tilted his head up, as if searching his memory. "Well, let's see now…" he mused. "It's currently the year 1255, if I'm not mistaken… so, it must have been about… oh, seventy to eighty years ago, I'd say. Give or take five years, of course. My mem...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [35]

1255

Harry's POV:

When Harry casually strolled into this particular dingy, smoke-filled inn, in this particular non-descript, forgettable little village, he never, in a million years, expected to see a highly visible, instantly recognizable splash of ashen-white hair at one of the corner tables. His heart gave a sudden, hopeful lurch.

A familiar, bulky, muscular form accompanied the splash of ashen hair, however, a form that was far too broad-shouldered and… well, male, to...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [34]

Calanthe Fiona Riannon, the formidable "Lioness of Cintra," was now the reigning Queen of Cintra, as well as being, as of just a few moments ago, a brand new grandmother.

One wouldn't necessarily be able to tell this just by looking at her face, though. She still looked remarkably, almost unnaturally, young and vibrant, as she was only, by his calculations, about thirty-three years old.

The other man in the room, tall and dark-haired, was apparently named Duny, and he was, Harry ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [33]

Geralt took that to mean that the specific type of dragon this man, Harry, transformed into was either not native to these lands at all, or perhaps it was a whole new, previously undocumented species altogether. Both options would make a certain amount of sense, which, frustratingly, made it harder to pick which theory to lean towards.

"Hmph…" Geralt grunted, a sound of reluctant acceptance. "Well, I guess I can't exactly complete the contract that was given to me then, can I?" he sai...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [32]

"You are actually about as paranoid, and as quick on the draw, as I thought you would be," a familiar, amused voice said from behind him.

Geralt spun around, his movements fluid and deadly, and saw the man called Harry standing back near the emptiest part of the cave, right where he had first seen those massive, terrifying dragon claw marks.

Geralt said nothing, his silver sword held steady, glinting in the torchlight, his witcher senses on full alert, screaming at him about the ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [31]

"I just said 'big' and 'black'," Harry pointed out again, that small, amused, and frankly, irritating laugh escaping his lips once more.

"That could be all sorts of things, couldn't it? A big black bear, a particularly large raven, a very, very burnt piece of toast… I can think of plenty of other things, right off the top of my head, that are also big and black, Geralt. You have a rather one-track mind today."

Geralt just stared at what he now firmly, and with ever-growing cert...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [30]

Now that he looked at it more closely, his witcher senses tingling, it looked almost… almost like the cleverly concealed start of a cave.

Geralt frowned, his hand resting on the hilt of his silver sword, and walked forwards slowly, cautiously, until he was standing right near the seemingly solid rock wall. His wolf medallion hummed even louder now, vibrating insistently as he approached the wall.

"An illusion?" he asked himself, his voice a low murmur.

He reached out a gl...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [29]

Year 1251

Geralt's POV:

"A dragon?" Geralt asked, his voice carefully neutral, though a hint of skepticism was already there.

"Aye. A dragon. It's a big black one, it is," the grizzled old farmer told him, his arms crossed stubbornly over his chest, his expression a mixture of fear and belligerence.

Geralt just looked at the stubborn man, trying to gauge his honesty. Dragons were extremely rare, almost mythical creatures these days, hardly ever seen by anyone, let alo...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [28]

"What… what are you doing?" Adalia asked eagerly, her voice a hushed whisper, clearly trying to keep quiet so her daughter wouldn't overhear their conversation. "Have you… have you found what's wrong with her?"

Harry didn't answer immediately. He looked over the glowing magical words on the desk, his brow furrowing in concentration, then in dawning, grim recognition.

He knew what he was looking at. He had only ever seen a case like this once before, many, many years ago, and ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [27]

"There is nothing in your power that you could give me that I would want," Harry said to her, his tone polite but firm, as she began to lead him through the bustling city streets towards the imposing Cintra castle.

"Perhaps not," Queen Adalia replied, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, not letting Harry's dismissive statement get to her in the slightest. "But I shall offer anyways, Black Mage. You may one day change your mind."

They approached the tall, formidable castle, its ...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [26]

"I'm actually rather busy at the moment," Harry said, deliberately brushing the woman off as he turned back to his book, hoping she’d take the hint. "So, you'll probably have to schedule an appointment. My P.A. is… notoriously difficult to get a hold of."

He could practically hear the two guards flanking her physically reaching for the hilts of their swords, their disapproval radiating off them in waves. He also noticed, out of the corner of his eye, the woman to his right subtly wa...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [25]

It was an absolute, unadulterated miracle, in his honest, professional opinion, that any of them survived at all.

Still, despite the miraculous nature of their induced magic, witchers did have definite limitations.

Their magical pool was very, very small, especially when compared to the sorcerers and sorceresses of this world, who seemed to possess, on average, much larger, much more potent magical reserves than even the most powerful wizards and witches from his own original wor...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [24]

First, he used his considerable healing magic to mend all the physical wounds on the witcher’s body.

Before he’d left Britain, all those decades ago, Harry had been widely, and correctly, considered a true magical genius, a prodigy, because of his multiple, officially recognized Masteries in the highly complex subjects of Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Ancient Runes, Herbology, and, perhaps most impressively, Healing Magic.

Most of those Masteries he had acquired si...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [23]

"Vicar!" the remaining witcher, Eskel, yelled, his voice filled with anguish and rage as he looked at the crumpled, lifeless form of his now-dead companion. He then turned back to Harry, his eyes blazing with a furious, vengeful glare.

"You'll pay for that, you bloody beast!" the man yelled, his voice cracking with emotion, as he charged recklessly towards Harry, his sword held high. Harry swiped at him with one of his enormous, razor-sharp claws, and to the man's credit, he actually ma...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [22]

"And what reason is that, dh'oine?" she asked, her voice almost a rhetorical sigh, though a flicker of undeniable curiosity now warred with the annoyance in her silver eyes.

"One day, you will know," Harry said, his smile softening, taking on a strangely enigmatic quality. "One day, I will give you a choice, Lady Eithné. A choice between two very difficult options, neither of which, I suspect, you will particularly like. After that day comes, after you have made your choice, if you tru...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [21]

And just as she thought, he was already summoning a delicate, steaming pot of tea and a set of ornate cups out of thin air, a small, smug smile playing on his lips.

"Shall we?" he asked, his smile widening, as he strolled, bold as brass, into her private abode, the heart of Brokilon.

She followed him in, with a sigh of weary resignation, only because she knew, from past experience, that indulging him for a short while would be the quickest, and least destructive, way to eventuall...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [20]

"Name?" Harry asked, his voice still quiet as they began to walk.

The elf woman looked at him, surprised that he would even bother to ask. "Cyithrel," she responded, her voice a hoarse, barely audible whisper.

Harry nodded once. They soon made it to the town exit, unbothered by any further interference. The place was practically a ghost town now. Harry looked at the elf girl, Cyithrel.

"Stay here," he said to her, his voice low and steady. Cyithrel nodded in understanding, h...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [19]

He’d died that night, a true hero, but in that one, single, horrific night, he’d managed to rack up enough confirmed kills to retain a spot in the top ten heaviest hitters of the entire war, despite the bloody conflict continuing for another brutal two years after his death.

The point Harry was trying to make, at least to himself, was that sometimes, sacrificing yourself for a cause you truly believed in, for what was right, was all you could do.

Sometimes, you needed to stan...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [18]

He could certainly deal with it if it came to that, but he'd much rather not. Plus, there was something… something nagging at him about her, about this entire little village nestled deep in the forest. It all sounded so vaguely, tantalizingly familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

"I thank you for taking the time to see me, as I'm sure you're usually very busy with the matters of your village," Harry continued.

"I was trying to explain to the… person… who es...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [17]

"Walk," was all she said, her voice cold and hard as stone.
"Okkaaayyy then," Harry said, drawing out the word as he started walking in the general direction the green woman had gestured towards with her bow.
She led him silently through the dense, ancient forest for what he guessed was an hour or two, the only sounds their footsteps and the rustling of leaves, before they finally came to a clearing.
In the middle of the clearing was a structure, or rather, a collection of structure...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [16]

Harry awoke to a rather undignified face full of damp grass and a mouth full of bland, gritty-tasting dirt.
He groaned, groggily lifting his face upwards, and spat the dirt out with a grimace before instinctively reaching for his wand and casting a quick cleaning charm on his mouth.
He immediately checked his body, his hand going to his chest, to make sure that his shrunken trunk was still securely attached to its necklace.
If it came down to it, he would need to use it for shelte...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [15]

"I can't do that, Ron. You know that," Harry said, his voice gentle but firm, his gaze meeting his best friend's tear-filled one. "Know that I will always remember you as the brother I never had. I mean that, from the bottom of my heart. I… I left a few gifts for you in your Gringotts vault. I didn't tell you earlier because I knew you'd argue, but I can't exactly use them where I'm going, so I figure you should have them."

Ron cuffed the side of his head, a familiar, affectionate ge...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [14]

She raised her wand to hex him again, but quicker than she could blink, faster than humanly possible, he was holding her wrist, his grip firm but not painful, her wand suddenly, inexplicably, in his other hand.
"Look, Daphne," he said, his voice serious now, all traces of his earlier nonchalance gone. "I know you don't like this. I know it sounds crazy. But… I can only go around performing miracles and pretending everything is fine for so long before I just… devolve into some kind of e...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [13]

Daphne rolled her eyes internally. She recognized that look. The prat was deliberately trying to bait her into asking more questions, drawing out the reveal like some dramatic storyteller.
"Harry," she said, letting some of her impatience creep back into her voice, "just tell me what you found out already."
"Alright, alright," Harry conceded, finally deciding to drop the dramatic suspense. "So, basically, from what I can decipher, it looks like the original creator of the Veil was tryin...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [12]

He let out a short, self-deprecating laugh. "This sounds almost pathetic, doesn't it? How completely stuck I still am on a girl I knew for barely six months, literally twenty-something years ago. Which is entirely my own damn fault, actually." He looked at Daphne, a wry, pained expression on his face.
"Did you know I originally learned Occlumency, perfected it, just to make absolutely sure I wouldn't forget a single second of my time with her? How pathetic is that? So now, I can't even ha...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [11]

"Hmm," Harry hummed, finally opening both eyes but still looking frustratingly relaxed. "Coworkers told you, I assume? Nosy gits. Well, I was just doing a bit of research is all. Satisfying an old curiosity." He waved a dismissive hand, clearly trying to brush off the topic.
"What kind of research involves lurking around the Veil of Death, Harry?" Daphne pressed, not letting him off the hook that easily. She leaned forward slightly in her conjured chair.
"Just some thoughts I had recent...

Harry Potter In The Witcher [10]

The cave she was in was definitely not natural. It had clearly seen ample, and rather unsubtle, use of powerful Expansion Charms.
The ceiling soared to an almost ludicrous height, at least two hundred feet if Daphne had to hazard a guess. There wasn't even a hint of the usual commodities one normally needed to, you know, live.
No furniture, no fireplace, not even a discarded teacup. It was exactly what Harry, in his infinite capacity for melodrama, liked to call his "home away from ho...