1 Awakening

Witcher In Hogwarts

(October 31st, 1981)

The moment Voldemort died, far away in the Scottish Highlands in a magical castle hidden from muggles a pulse of magic swept over the grounds. in an open area just next to the great hall between it and the black lake a seven storied tower rose from the ground. Accompanying it were walls that connected to each end of the great hall forming a grassy yard about three hundred yards long and one hundred yards wide. Inside the castle every Hogwarts coat of arms began shifting and a new house was made to fit in the available space. In the great hall a fifth table sprung up with purple banners and a white wolfs head prominently on display.

On the 7th floor of the newly erect tower in a loft style housing area that took up a majority of the top floor, on a large bed a pair of amber cats like eyes opened and the figure lying on the bed took in a huge breath of air. as the figure laid in bed taking deep breaths seemingly trying to reorientate itself the figure sat up swinging their legs over the side of the lush bed and started to look around.

(Wulfric Wolfsbane POV)

After sitting up and positioning myself on the side of the bed I had to brace myself as the world started to come into focus after spinning for a few moments. feeling the cold stone floor on my bare feet I was finally able to stand and made my way over to the full-length mirror next to the window. looking at my reflection I smiled, standing at 6 foot 3 inches with shoulder length silver white hair slitted cat like amber eyes resting on a face that could be the twin brother of Geralt of Rivia. Looking further down I see a toned muscular body covered in scars wearing a pair of black leather pants, looking up I grab a shirt hanging next to the mirror, slipping it on and walking next to the window I see the all too familiar sight of Hogwarts just as I remember it only more ancient and magical looking. sensing the magic with my senses I can feel the joy the castle is giving off as if happy to finally have me awake after over 700 years of sleep.

I can still remember the day I arrived in this world, waking up in the body of a 12-year-old boy on the cold floor of a cave half starved to death. After coming too, I knew exactly where I was because after merging with Wulfric Alexander, I knew that after being deemed a squib by my father he apparated me to the middle of this forest and left me to fend for myself. After wondering for days and finding little food I found this cave before collapsing to the ground and passing out. it was at this time my soul seemed to merge with Wulfric. the last thing I remember was sitting in front of the tv watching the Witcher tv show and starting to dose off.

After coming to terms with my situation I set out to forage some food and water to keep from starving to death, when I finished finding some berries and water I returned to the cave and made a fire pit with some dry wood and fell asleep next to the fire. waking up to the sound of thunder and rain I added a few more branches to the fire only to notice a stone door at the back of the cave after spending some time pushing it open, I froze at the sight of a hallway with a couple doors. Opening each door, I found a library, laboratory, training room, armory, smithing room, and an office. Walking up to the desk in the office I noticed a piece of paper with the words enjoy your new life written on it, which disappeared in a puff of smoke after I read it.

spending the next few days reading some books I came to the realization that this cave abode had everything I needed to become a Witcher, potions, swordsmanship, bowman ship, martial arts and weapon smithing with plethora of materials to last years for trial and error. coming to a decision I buckled down and began to learn the potion for the trial of grasses. The first thing I noticed was that all the typical materials for potion crafting in the Witcher verse had been substituted with parts of this world's dark creatures like, acromantula's, trolls, chimaera, pixies and such. Except for a flower called mirabilis Jalapa (flower of miracle). the ingredients seemed to be placed in cabinets that seemed frozen in time. Noticing that I realized I had enough materials to teach myself how to brew the concoction for the trial of grasses. After spending about a year teaching myself the art of potion making, I finally had a successful potion ready for use, so after preparing myself I laid on one of the examination tables and injected it into myself according to the instructions.

Hours later after the successful and very painful trial of grasses it was time to train so I spent the next five years learning everything I could in the library and putting it to practice. the potion recipe for this version of the Witcher potion was a perfected version so I do not know my expected life expectancy or whether I can have children or not, but I put those thoughts to the back of my mind while I continued to hone myself.

after about 5 years of back breaking training, I finally felt ready to adventure out into the world so after making sure everything was put away, I walked over to the armory where I kept all my creations over the years and donned my armor and swords and prepared myself to set out. Coming out of the cave I collapsed the cave on itself so I could come back here and collect the seeds and all my creations after finding a more suitable place to keep them.