Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

The children had a great time playing on the pirate ship. The murloc tribe under the Black Lake saw the hull of the Flying Dutchman that looked like it was made of flesh and bones, and wisely chose not to disturb them.

On Halloween, the entire castle was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. It started to rain a bit coldly in the afternoon, and on the distant court, the Slytherin team was still practicing.

Garder was more of a captain than Flint, he was much more responsible, and his love for Quidditch was obvious to all.

As long as he can spare time, he will actively organize the players to practice on the court.

He took the initiative to communicate with other teams and arrange the use of the stadium, which is something Flint has never done before.

But in Gard’s own words, he is “average, not as good as Gryffindor’s Oliver Wood. That’s true love.”

And I just hope to get more trophies to embellish my resume. "

It wasn't until it was getting late that the group of people looked like drowned rats and their silver and green team robes were covered with mud dots before they returned to the lounge.

After washing up quickly and changing clothes, I went to the auditorium.

Dumbledore really invited a skeleton dance troupe. They danced lightly on the stage, while the entire auditorium was singing a cheerful tune.

Ghost face masks, pumpkin heads, skulls, the entire auditorium was decorated with horror elements, but the soft candlelight and intertwined laughter made people feel very warm.

Moon and Flitwick were discussing matters about the Duel Club at the guest table.

"Of course, no problem. Then let's change the time. Then the Duel Club will carry out activities on Friday night." Flivi nodded boldly.

"This way, if there are injured little wizards, they will have Saturday and Sunday to recover, and the impact on the next week's class will be much smaller."

The reason why Fliviken was asked to head this matter is because many young wizards join more than one club. Hogwarts has many clubs for different subjects.

Most of these clubs will have time conflicts. But there are some bigger clubs that no one wants to compete with.

For example, the Charms Club and the Transfiguration Club.

So if Mu En wants to move the time to Friday, she must discuss it with Flitwick's Curse Club.

"I think duels can be organized in the club, what do you think?" Flitwick said, his eyes blazing, obviously hoping that this would happen.

It seems that the Duel Club has allowed Flitwick to regain some of his past, and he has become much more passionate.

I even want to organize a competition.

Snape stood aside and did not participate in their discussion, but his attention was actually focused here.

He has never missed a meeting of the club and is even more diligent than Professor Flitwick. He has become the most ruthless person in the club in the eyes of the children!

This ruthlessness refers to being ruthless.

Mu En thought for a while and nodded: "I think it is feasible, but you may still need to arrange the time. After all, it is impossible for the children to delay their studies or exams because of the so-called club competition."

Flitwick nodded in agreement. No matter how many ideas he had, the principle could not be changed, which was to not affect learning as much as possible.

Gradually, amid the cheerful conversation, the banquet came to an end. Mu En leaned back on the chair, raised the legs of the chair and swayed, looking very comfortable. Gradually some little wizards began to leave, and some teachers also left.

Not long after, Mu En saw that everyone had dispersed and was about to say goodbye and return to the Shrieking Shack. But I heard a sudden noise outside.

It seems that some chaos has occurred for no reason.

Not long after, Percy Weasley rushed in: "Professor, I think you should come and take a look."

Mu En opened her eyes and followed the sound like a track. After crossing the stairs twice in a row, she captured the crowd crowded in the entire corridor.

His gaze continued to extend forward, and soon he found the source of the congestion.

An old cat, its tail was hung on the holder of the torch, its body was stiff, its eyes were wide open and staring.

Under the stiff cat, there is a piece of text.

"The secret room has been opened. Those who are enemies of the heir, beware!"

Mu En looked away. At this moment, Percy had just finished roughly speaking the matter, and the professors all looked ugly.

Soon, the group arrived at the corridor on the third floor. Filch had already arrived, staring stiffly at the words on the wall.

He had already taken Mrs. Loris off the torch stand and hugged her to his chest. His face was pale and he was muttering to himself: "Loris... Loris..."

At this time, Dumbledore was in front, and the group quickly arrived in the corridor. Percy was very powerful and worked hard to drive away the little wizards who were crowded here.

Even though his two younger brothers looked at him with eyes that wanted to kick him, he remained unmoved.

Dumbledore looked at Filch, then at the words on the wall, and then said gently: "Moon, can I borrow your office?"

"Of course." Mu En nodded, the tip of his nose twitching, and he smelled a faint fishy smell here, but he was not sure if it came from some little wizard who didn't like to be clean.

"Come with me, Filch!"

The people around him consciously made way for them, and Filch shuffled his steps, no longer as fast as when he was catching the little wizard who wandered at night.

When he opened the office, there was a sudden light inside. Lucifer rushed out and was startled by Dumbledore.

"Oh, Dumbledore...why are you here...ah haha..." Lucifer grabbed the wood and put it under him.

With a gentle smile, Dumbledore looked at Lucifer carefully, then looked around, and then saw the open window.

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, but said nothing.

Professor McGonagall and Snape obviously noticed Lucifer, looked at this strange creature in surprise, and then looked at Mu En curiously.

Mu En looked embarrassed. Looking at Lucifer's confused expression, he already knew what this guy had just done.

Although... they are not human, and they are even different species, it is rare for Lucifer to find a friend who is so compatible with him.

But his posture always made Mu En feel vulgar.

"Filch, can you let me see Loris?"

Filch nodded, finally came to his senses, placed Mrs. Norris on the table, and then slumped down on the chair, sobbing silently.

The rest of the people were observing Mrs. Norris. She was stiff and even made a clanking sound when Filch put it on the table just now.

"Not dead yet."

After a while, several people came to a conclusion.

"This is petrified state, Filch, it's not dead yet." Professor McGonagall quickly looked at Filch, with tears on his face: "Really?"

"Really." Dumbledore confirmed, then turned his attention to Severus.

"A powerful form of petrification at the level of dark magic. Severus, do you want to see it?"

Snape stood in the shadows and moved his lips slightly: "The Mandrake Resurrection Potion can help it."

Hearing this, Filch looked at Snape excitedly.

"but!"

What he said next made Filch feel like he was falling through the ice.

"Mandrake had some accidents in the past few months, we all know that." Snape's words were as cold as a knife cutting into Filch's heart.

"Although someone used some method to quickly restore them to their original state, and they are growing well under Professor Sprout's care, it will still take a long time for them to mature."

Mu En waved her hand nonchalantly and looked at Mrs. Norris with interest.

"Don't worry, I still have some mandrake rhizomes here. I usually use them to make 'tea'."

As he spoke, he took out a white jar from under the table. After opening it and shaking it up a few times, I was a little disappointed.

"Well... there isn't much left, but it should be enough to prepare the potion."

Snape took the jar that Mu En handed over and saw that there were many roots or dried stems of mandrake inside. When he thought of making tea just mentioned, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Ruin something...

Thinking about it, he put away the jar: "For a cat...it's really enough."

Filch breathed a heavy sigh of relief and hurriedly said with sobs in his mouth: "Thank you... thank you... I only have her..."

Professor McGonagall took Filch away. He was in really bad condition and needed a good rest.

After the two left, Dumbledore looked at Moon, as if to see what he had to say.

Mu En twisted his neck and smiled: "Maybe... this is a provocative warning from someone to me?!"

There were only a few cats at Hogwarts, and here he was in the cursed position of Defense Against the Dark Arts...

"When the cat comes back to life, can you check its memory?" As he spoke, his eyes shifted back and forth between Snape and Dumbledore.

"It can't be done," Snape said dryly, not wanting to explain. He had a habit of answering such simple questions with harsh words.

But in front of Mu En, being mean was obviously not a good choice, so he chose to remain silent.

"It's just a cat, a poor, old little animal, and it really can't do this," said Dumbledore.

"Okay." Moon nodded. He thought Legilimency could easily see the memories of all living things, because Dumbledore once invaded Nagini's mind.

It seems that only Nagini is special.

"So what is the secret room?" Mu En asked in turn. He had clearly seen the passage on the wall just now.

The death of a cat obviously cannot surprise a group of young wizards so much that they block the corridor.

Therefore, it is naturally more of that passage that arouses the children's enthusiastic attention.

As for the word "Chamber of Secrets", he only got a glimpse of it in a few vague words in "A History of Hogwarts".

Snape's voice appeared and explained with a slight sneer: "A campus horror legend that children are keen to spread. It seems that the person who cast the spell for this cat has a profound knowledge of black magic, but his xinxing... haha..."

Mu En raised his eyebrows: "Student... black magic... it seems that some people are turning a deaf ear to my words."

"Isn't it natural... They are always so stupid..." Snape secretly cursed some stupid students.

Sometimes, he really had enough of those stupid, self-righteous guys. It was simply torture! !

Dumbledore straightened up: "Okay, in the next few days we will search the castle to see if we can find any traces of dark magic."

His blue eyes fell on Mu En and he smiled: "Even if it has no effect on you personally, buzzing mosquitoes are still very annoying."