Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

London is always gloomy, even in summer. In the second week of vacation, Mrs. Dursley of No. 4 Privet Drive cleaned her baby son Dudley's room and went downstairs to check on her nephew. How are you doing your housework?

Bowls, washed! The floor has been swept and mopped! The dining table has also been wiped...

Even if he is a poor worker, he is not worth the food and clothing that his family has provided for him for so many years, Mrs. Dursley couldn't help but think to herself.

If this guy hadn't broken Dudley's toys before, causing Dudley not to allow him to enter his room, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to clean Dudley's house.

After sighing with some regret, Mrs. Dursley went to the yard outside the house. Their yard was not big, but she spent a lot of time taking care of the flower beds here every day.

To be precise, she used her neck, which was twice as long as an ordinary person's, to look through the fence and spy on the neighbors.

And those things spied on often become condiments on the Dursley family's dinner table.

Today, her target was a house at No. 13 Privet Drive diagonally across the street. If she hadn't overheard the neighbor's conversation yesterday, she would have thought the house there was still empty.

It is said that the owner of that house is very lonely, and few people see him going out on the street. Except for occasionally seeing him coming out to water the flowers, he is never seen at other times.

And sometimes, he would wear long robes and some accessories that looked like those from the last century. It is said that some people have seen him using a steaming crucible, pouring something out of it to water the flowers, and muttering vague words to the flowers at night.

He is a very strange person.

Such rumors immediately reminded Mrs. Dursley of some bad memories, so she planned to take a look today to see what kind of person that guy was.

However, things went wrong, and until Mrs. Dursley trimmed all the bushes in front of her yard bald, she never saw her new neighbor.

But to be fair, she could see those flowers just through the fence. They were really beautiful, silver-blue flowers with petals that seemed to be stacked in thousands of layers, so beautiful.

Even someone like her who was not interested in flowers couldn't help but look at her sideways.

At the same time, she also saw her precious son and her nephew having a fight.

Seeing that the children were fine, she could only feel resentful and return home to start preparing lunch.

Outside the house, the thin Harry was grabbed by the tall Dudley, feeling only despair in his heart.

"Run, keep running!" Dudley smiled ferociously, the fat on his face twisted into a ball, looking extremely scary.

Harry had messy black hair and wore tattered glasses that had been taped together countless times. At this time, he was looking at Dudley with his green eyes under the glasses, feeling disgusted.

boom--

Dudley punched him in the nose: "Oh, are you still looking at me like this?"

The nosebleeds suddenly started flowing down, but Dudley didn't care. He held Harry's old baggy collar and thought about how to use it to have some fun.

"Hey, Dudley!" From the side, a buck-toothed boy with many freckles on his face came over. This was Pier, Dudley's good friend. He motioned Dudley to look at Privet Drive Thirteen with evil eyes. Number.

"Oh~ yes." Dudley suddenly laughed.

No. 13 Privet Drive, this place has been rumored a lot among the children recently. Everyone said that there is an evil wizard living there who likes to eat children and water the flowers with human blood.

Look, those flowers in the garden are so beautiful, they are watered with human blood.

Obviously, Dudley knew more about the rumors about No. 13 Privet Drive than his parents, but Dudley knew that his father didn't like wizards and other magical stories, so he was smart and never mentioned them at home.

"No! Dudley, you can't do this!" Harry waved his hands repeatedly, trying to break free from Dudley's shackles, but it was of no use. He was too thin and weak after living in the closet all year round, and he was completely opposite to Dudley.

"That's a garden carefully cared for by others." Harry said quickly.

"You destroyed it, didn't you?" Hearing this, Dudley looked even more excited.

With that said, they arrived outside the fence of No. 13 Privet Drive. Dudley checked first and after making sure that no one was there, he lifted Harry high and threw him in.

"don't want!"

Harry's exclamation was accompanied by the laughter and running footsteps of Dudley and Peel who succeeded in their plot, as well as the sound of the flowerbed being crushed.

Those stems were so fragile, and the crisp sound they made represented the passing of life, yes, life. He didn't know why he felt like this about the two flowers, as if they were actually emitting sounds in his ears. Like wailing.

Harry quickly turned over and saw that he had crushed several silver-blue flowers that looked like thousand-layered roses.

The flower looked very precious, and at the same time, Harry also noticed the bloody soil.

Suddenly, his breath hitched, and those rumors flooded into his mind.

Harry wanted to escape, but he felt guilty. The two were intertwined, making him feel unable to move.

What a coincidence. At this moment, a creaking sound was heard, and the door of No. 13 Privet Drive slowly opened.

Harry turned his head, and the first thing that caught his eye were the exquisite Oxford carved leather shoes, followed by the slim-fitting trousers, and then the white shirt and cowhide vest.

Then, Harry saw an extremely cold face, like a catwalk model, with blond hair combed back, and a lifeless face. He was carrying a flower shower pot and wore two ancient silver rings that were somewhat oxidized on his fingers.

Mu En opened the door and immediately noticed the skinny child who appeared inexplicably in her flower garden outside, as well as the precious potion that she carefully cultivated, which was related to the Moon Spirit Flower that she cursed——

? !

flower! Why did you send my flowers? !

Then he noticed Harry with flowers and leaves on his body...

No, I built a counter-stab electric shock formation on the fence and preset a no-walk formation at the entrance to the front yard.

I'm just afraid that someone won't open their eyes and damage the potion.

Did you fly in? ?

"Hey, kid!" Mu En looked at him with some anger: "Do you know how precious the Moon Spirit Flower is?"

Harry was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"Hug...I'm sorry..." He felt that his mouth was a little unruly and his feet were swaying.

"I...I will recover!"

"Recover?!" Mu En laughed angrily, feeling helpless.

However, the next second, a move that he couldn't understand occurred.

Harry suddenly crawled to the ground and covered the damaged flowers with his hands.

Harry was a little confused at this time. He didn't know why he would do such a thing, it was just...feeling? ! Yes, he felt that he should do this and could do this.

Moon sighed and walked over to grab Harry's hand. He could tell that this kid collapsed his flowerbed because of special circumstances, unless the other party wanted to use his fence as a back-up high jump.

"Okay, let's go. Even if you destroy the Moon Spirit Flower, what can I do..."

In the middle of her words, Mu En stopped abruptly and looked at the flowers blooming in the hands of this thin kid in surprise.

"This..." Mu En's tone paused. At the same time, he also saw other flowers on the shrub beginning to come back to life. Taking this as the midpoint and the flower stems as the veins, a life force began to radiate out.

Harry was also surprised. He looked in disbelief at the moon...Moon Spirit Flower blooming again in his hand!

He quickly looked up at the man, with some timidity in his eyes. On the one hand, he was afraid that this man was an evil wizard as rumored. On the other hand, every time he expresses his ability that is different from ordinary people, he will be punished without exception.

Once, Aunt Petunia couldn't bear his permanently messy hair and cut it all off with scissors. As a result, all her hair grew back the next day. This resulted in a week of confinement.

Another time at school, Dudley and his friends wanted to chase and bully him, but in the blink of an eye, he ran up the kitchen chimney. This resulted in a month of confinement, where he was either at school or in a closet, unable to even come out to eat.

Then, in Harry's green eyes, he saw the big hand with a silver ring and many calluses reaching out, as if it had gone through a lot.

What is he going to do? Was he going to catch me and tell my aunt? Will I be locked up for how long, a whole vacation?

Or, is he really the evil wizard as rumored, and is he going to capture me? Are you going to eat me?

Harry was too frightened to move. He even felt that if the other party killed him, no one would care about him anyway, and there was nothing to cherish about such a day...

His big hands covered Harry's messy hair, and then under Harry's disbelieving gaze, a smile appeared on that lifeless face.

"Good job, kid."