Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

In the morning in Diagon Alley, snowflakes were falling and the streets were bustling with activity. Shopkeepers waved their wands and hung garlands of holly, mistletoe and pine branches on their shop signs.

jingle--

The bell rang, and the receptionist took his eyes away from the gold certificate and looked at the door.

A blond woman walked in. She was wearing a crimson coat, her hair was styled into delicate, stiff, weird curls, and she was wearing a pair of jeweled glasses.

The receptionist quickly lowered his head: "Ms. Skeeter, good morning. Here are two of your letters."

"Good morning, little Rendell." A somewhat artificial smile appeared on Rita's face, with three shining gold teeth.

She walked to the front desk, gently pulled down her glasses, then lowered her eyebrows to look, and after a moment she smiled widely.

"Thank you." She said, then turned and walked inside.

Walking all the way to her office, she opened the door and was the first to see a man sitting behind her desk, holding a manuscript in his hand and reading it with gusto.

"Sir, this is a private office." Rita pushed up her glasses. She knew very well that she had no exclusive interview appointment today.

But the man put down the manuscript in his hand and stood up: "Oh, Ms. Skeeter, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"I remember that I have no interview arrangements today." She raised her thick eyebrows, walked in, and put her purse on the table: "If you want to report, you can go to the front desk to make an appointment, but not today, today..."

"You didn't run away or pull out the wand. Instead, you walked in and put your bag on the table?" Mu En interrupted her with a surprised voice.

"How old are you? When you were taking Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, Riddle probably hadn't set a curse yet - you should have received a real education in Defense!"

"What you said is a bit rude, please get out immediately." Rita Skeeter frowned, and then she belatedly put her hand into her purse and held the wand.

Mu En looked at her actions and was a little surprised: "So you also know the word 'polite'.

Then I'm curious, what do you think you would make groundless accusations against me? "

"Who are you…?"

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet." Mu En's face twisted, and then an image wrapped in silver hair was revealed.

Suddenly, Rita Skeeter was frightened and took two steps back, her heels making a crisp sound on the ground.

"Moon Jones, the current Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts." Moon said: "Of course, according to you, there are also titles such as 'violent element', 'collaborator of Dumbledore's conspiracy', 'suspect' and so on."

"It's you! What do you want to do here?" Rita Skeeter sounded more panicked.

"I don't do anything, I just hope you can stop your stupid remarks in the newspaper." Mu En said.

"That's not a stupid statement, it's just a reasonable speculation on the facts from a different perspective," she said.

boom--

Suddenly, her figure flew out and hit the wall.

"Wizards invented apparation in order not to waste time on the road. You don't think I want to waste this saved time just to talk nonsense with you." Mu En slowly moved forward.

"Skeeter, you know best what kind of article you are writing, and as the author, you also know very well what kind of descriptions and modifications can be used to arouse people's emotions.

You have never been a reporter who speaks out for justice. You are a writer of entertainment articles. Your failure to sign a contract with the Quibbler is the biggest loss for the entertainment section. "

"You are committing a crime...the Ministry of Magic will not..." She staggered to her feet.

laugh--

A shrill scream appeared, blood spattered on the wall, and a blood hole appeared in her body.

"Stop your false reports. I'm very busy recently. Don't waste my time." Mu En said again: "If you want to bet on whether I will kill you, you can give it a try."

Afterwards, the only sounds left in the office were heavy breathing and low whimpering.

"Don't wait, you can't be heard outside, and the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic will not come here." After a moment, Mu En finally spoke to interrupt her fantasy.

This woman seemed to be stalling for time as she refused to shed tears until she saw the coffin.

"I have another question now." Mu En looked at her.

She finally faced the reality. There was silence outside the house. From the corner of her eye, she could only see the snowflakes outside the window still in the sky, and the bustling sounds did not penetrate through.

Then she gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain: "You...please say, Mr. Joan...Jones!"

"I want to know how you knew about what happened two years ago." Mu En slowly said, "I don't think Scrimgeour has the guts to tell you."

He thought this matter was over more than once, but he didn't expect that it would be revealed every year.

His words were unhurried and slow, but they were like a bolt from the blue when they fell on Skeeter's ears.

"Wait...what?" She raised her head in disbelief. At this time, her exquisite hairstyle and makeup were all in a mess.

That case two years ago... was it really? !

And Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror office - he's also related to Moon Jones? !

"You don't want to tell me, you just guess that the case two years ago is related to me." Mu En laughed a little: "Let me tell you first, the Ministry of Magic also used this reason to arrest me last year."

"Wait?! No... I don't know, I'm just guessing - a reasonable guess! I'm a reporter, it's just a way to arouse readers' interest - I have no idea it's your handiwork, otherwise how could I dare--"

"You even dare to write about Dumbledore and the Savior, so why don't you dare." Mu En smiled helplessly and shook his head.

It seems that these small tricks cannot sway this woman.

Yes, after all, he is a well-established character in this magical world, wandering around in various dangerous topics. He doesn't think much, and he has probably killed himself long ago.

Thinking about it, he raised his hand, and the hand turned into a giant claw of blue and purple, like the auroral background of the starry sky, and grabbed her.

"No—it's not really me—"

boom--

The giant claw clenched into a fist fiercely, and Mu En looked surprised and became serious.

He retracted his paws that were clenched into fists and saw a beetle lying in his palm.

Suddenly, a flash of light suddenly opened in his mind, penetrating everything.

He turned his palm over and the beetle fell weakly to the ground.

The next moment, the whole person disappeared, the air flow rolled up in the closed office, the manuscripts flew in the sky, and then fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

In the office, on the ground, the beetle quickly returned to its human form. She quickly stood up and checked her whole body.

However - nothing was found. The pain when his back hit the wall, as if the bones were about to break, and the bloody holes on his body were all like a dream.

There were only scattered manuscripts and overturned ink bottles in the entire office to prove what had just happened.

There was a knock on the door, and a nervous inquiry suddenly came from outside.

"Ms. Skeeter, are you okay? We heard something like something inside."

No, not good at all.

However, she didn't dare to say it. She adjusted her emotions quickly and already knew that she had inadvertently offended someone she shouldn't have.

And this is just a warning.

It might be the only warning, she wasn't sure, but she would never dare to gamble.

The guy who was involved with Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic while operating completely free of both...

After thinking about it, she quickly responded——

"Woof woof!"

? !

Skeeter immediately covered his mouth in horror.

"What happened? Ms. Skeeter, did a wild dog enter the room?" someone asked anxiously from outside the door.

Desperation rose in Skeeter's eyes, and she suddenly remembered a secret of the Ministry of Magic that she had discovered a few days ago.

The Senior Deputy Minister of Magic is cursed!

Only a few people know about this, and even fewer people know what the curse is.

And she happened to find out what kind of curse Umbridge had been subjected to through her usual methods - turning into a toad.

Now, she was in such a similar situation.

A barking...journalist...

Thinking of this, her mind went blank and she fell to the ground.

In the village of Hogsmeade, the whistle sounded. Dumbledore stood at the window and looked at the train that was about to leave, his thoughts racing in his heart.

Behind him, there was a sudden sound of air turbulence.

"You don't usually come. If you come, it means it's not a normal situation, so you will apparate directly... I'm wondering if this is an endless loop."

"You are deliberately smearing it. If it is an important matter, I would just focus on it outside the curtain." Mu En's voice sounded behind him.

Dumbledore turned around, still holding a cup of steaming syrup in his hand and wearing a pointed nightcap on his head.

"Do you know what Rita Skeeter relied on to obtain those secrets?" Moon laughed.

"A huge network of relationships? Or reports from the public?" Dumbledore was very interested.

"It's the Animagus... This guy used the Animagus thing to attack me in the newspaper, but she herself is a real unregistered Animagus."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

"Her animagus is a beetle!" Mu En said again.

Dumbledore's old hand was placed outside the warm cup, his fingers clasping the porcelain cup lightly, making a subtle dinging sound.

Then he looked at the person in the painting, but then looked away.

"Start inside the school first. If you don't find it, you can arrange an inspection at platform nine and three-quarters in the evening."

As he said that, he raised his head: "Mo En, could you please contact Severus? I will contact Minerva and ask her to tell the children that pets are not allowed to be brought to Hogsmeade.

I will head to the Forbidden Forest in a moment, and just in case, I suggest you get a looking glass and do some grooming. "

"Whatever." Mu En shrugged, the look of anticipation on his face undisguised.

"Remember...please don't..."

"I know." Mu En smiled easily.

"I won't kill him in front of the child. Wait, we're not sure if he's a child, right?"

After that, he turned around and went downstairs.

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, and in the end he could only smile bitterly. Everyone knew that although it was possible for the young wizard to become an Animagus, it was really impossible to say how big it was.

And if someone had been holding mandrake in their mouth for a month at school, there would be no professors who wouldn't know about it.

Casting spells outside of school during holidays can also be easily detected by the Ministry of Magic.

Therefore, the probability that the little wizard can learn this magic before graduation without anyone knowing about it is really very small.

Mu En's wish was probably fulfilled because an outsider had sneaked into the school... He was afraid that Mu En would take action immediately and make the guy bloody in front of a group of children, so he had to give a warning...

As soon as Mu En walked downstairs, she happened to bump into Harry and Hermione in the auditorium.

The two of them still chose to take the Moonlight Castle. After all, they only needed to use it as a transit station to reach London directly.

"Professor Jones, when are we leaving?"

Mu En shook his head: "There are some emergencies, and it may take a while. In fact, you can go back by yourself first, and Lucifer will open the door for you."

"Oh...that's no need, let's do our homework first." Harry and Hermione shook their heads repeatedly, not impatiently.

There is no point in being anxious. Teachers in each subject have assigned a lot of homework. Even if you are anxious to go back, you will have to spend time on it sooner or later.

"Whatever you want, go ahead." Mu En nodded casually.

The two children bid farewell to Moon and returned to the auditorium. Harry asked curiously: "Hermione, do you have any plans for Christmas?"

"My dad said he would travel to Austria." Hermione smiled: "He said he would take us to see a musical. My dad has always liked music, you know."

"Austria..." Harry muttered, turning around in his mind. When he mentioned this place name, he could only think of Grindelwald, the famous dark wizard.

"Hey, Potter." Fred and George came over, a little confused: "Aren't you going home for Christmas?"

"It's up to us to ask this." Harry smiled and said, "Aren't you going home?"

"Mom and dad are going to visit Charlie in Egypt, and we are too lazy to run, so most of our family members have not gone back," Fred explained.

George laughed: "Percy said seriously that he must stand on the same front as the professors in this crisis."

"Professors don't necessarily all stay at school." Harry smiled. He knew something about Percy, not just from Fred and George, but from the criticism that often sounded in the corridors. .

All we can say is that he is indeed abiding by his duties as a prefect, and at least this deserves respect...

"Fred! George!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind. Several people turned to look and saw a boy running over panting.

It's Ron.

"Are you...are you going...to Hogsmeade?" Ron asked.

"That's right." Fred nodded.

Ron's face showed joy: "Is there a pet shop in Hogsmeade?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads: "I'm sorry, by the way, have you finally decided to abandon Banban?"

"It's so pitiful that you once loved each other and slept together in the same bed, but you have begun to miss his other treasures!" George said pretending to be sad.

"Oh, stop making trouble." Ron worriedly took out a fat but lackluster mouse from his pocket: "It's medicine - Scabbers seems to be sick."

George looked at it twice, and then patted Ron on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't think too much, it may not be sick."

"Indeed, he may simply be dying."

After hearing this, the mouse twitched twice in Ron's hand.

The two brothers looked at the time and nodded helplessly. It was not easy for them to save some money, but...

"We'll see, but let me remind you first, there are no pet shops in Hogsmeade."

"But there are often vendors selling pet supplies. If you don't encounter them, there's nothing we can do!"

After saying this, the two said goodbye to a few people and turned to leave.

Hermione looked at the mouse in confusion: "Is it sick?"

Ron nodded, put it on the table, and said hello to Harry first, his tone a little nervous. He had heard some things about Harry, other than the secret room rumors, and he seemed to be very difficult to mess with...

"Hello." Harry smiled and nodded: "It seems that I have always been connected with the Weasley family. I have met four of them so far."

"Percy?" Ron felt that Harry's words were incomprehensible. There were five people in his family still at school.

"No, it's Charlie. He went to the Dragon Farm in Romania, right. I met him during his internship during the vacation. I mean we know each other and have communication!" Harry explained.

"Oh, then you should really want to meet my sister, she admires you very much.

Two days ago, she was still talking to you in the lounge like Hermione. Of course, she didn't teach those guys a lesson like Hermione... What's wrong with you? "

Harry looked at Hermione, his eyes widened: "Huh? Hermione...you beat someone up?"

"No." Hermione waved her hand, her face a little stiff and red: "Um... I was practicing spells, and then I accidentally tilted it a little, an accident!"

I obviously told Harry about this kind of thing last year, but this year...well...I don't admit it anyway! Just rumors!

A smile appeared on Harry's face: "Oh...well, thank you for the surprise."

Hermione blushed even more.

"Nothing, let's talk about mice... I remember that one of the potions we had to learn in fifth grade was called Vitality Tonic. If Fred and the others didn't buy the potion, you can ask Percy." Hermione changed the subject. .

"Oh, thank you." Ron nodded and said, without looking at Scabbers, he turned to Harry and curiously asked about some previous rumors.

This opportunity is not to be missed...

Severus and Moon slowly walked up the stairs. They decided to go to the Owlery to take a look first, and then start investigating the pets of the little wizards.

Legilimency cannot detect animals, but if it is not an animal at all, it can make an effective screening.

Although this method is a bit like finding a needle in a haystack, they are tired of playing cat and mouse with the guy hiding in the dark corner.

Even Snape is no exception. He is indeed not very responsible for the children, but he does not want the turmoil in Hogwarts. It is very troublesome, especially now that the Duel Club is making things hot.

The two of them walked all the way from the stairs to the auditorium. Snape heard two voices and turned his head to take a look out of habit.

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

And there’s one more…Ron Weasley…

Snape's face kept twitching and his body froze in place. Mu En looked back, feeling a little strange.

"What are you doing standing there?"

"No!" His tone was extremely cold: "I know who to check first."