Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"In this way, can you have a certain feeling about the so-called real world?" Mu En asked.

"Yes, yes!" Harry nodded sweatily, feeling that his head was still muddled.

There seems to be something more.

Something is missing again.

The scariest thing just now was not the "feeling" of endless falling or rising into the sky.

It's the kind of shock and fear caused by the impact on the world view after feeling the insignificance of oneself.

The fear of the immensity of space.

"Uncle Mu En, I...what was the one I just broke open?"

Harry felt that he might never forget that sight.

"As you can see, that is... the sea of ​​chaos." Mu En explained: "What you just saw is the sea of ​​chaos that appears after breaking the crystal wall system. In short, it is a place outside the world."

"Outside the world?!" Harry muttered.

"Don't think too much." Mu En said: "Compared to that, it's better to focus on the present first."

With that said, Mu En handed the newspaper back and walked out of the alley.

"Let's go back and talk more specifically. Once the theoretical model framework is constructed, the rest is magic."

With that said, he walked outside.

Harry held the newspaper. At this time, the messy ink stains on the newspaper had disappeared, leaving only the infinite iteration of snowflakes and the formula next to it.

He couldn't quite understand.

But the logic supporting its existence is already clear.

Thinking about it, he quickly calmed down, patted his face, and followed Mu En.

There are not many people in the square at night, perhaps because Christmas is approaching. In this winter, people prefer to stay in warm homes and drink a cup of hot tea and wine.

But soon, they saw someone.

Huckleton.

"What a coincidence." Mu En said, "I saw you went to find Diogenes."

"Yes." Shockleton nodded, rubbed his cold hands, and said with a helpless smile: "It's still a little cold at night. I wanted to give him two pieces of clothing, but he was rejected, haha."

"He is indeed practicing the ways of cynicism." Mu En nodded.

Huckleton nodded: "Indeed, although I don't understand this kind of person, I still respect him."

As he spoke, he changed the topic: "Jones, I found an interesting anecdote in the ancient books."

Mu En knew that Hockleton was trying to deduce the thief's motive from the files and various classics, so he immediately nodded and made a detailed inquiry.

"The legend of the School of Athens!" said Hockleton.

"Athens School...Legend?"

When it comes to the School of Athens, it has a big background. Last semester, during the first afternoon tea party with Flitwick, McGonagall and others at Hogwarts, Moon talked about Atlantis. been.

The Academy of Athens, also known as Plato's Academy. The academy was also named "Academy" because it was located near the Temple of Akademus.

That is the word "college" in today's English.

According to legend, Plato became disillusioned with the city-state after his teacher Socrates was executed by the city-state, so he ran away and traveled to other places. Finally, he stayed in Atlantis to learn magic and interact with the magicians at that time. Let’s explore the world of ideas together.

After the destruction of Atlantis, some wizards chose to go underwater to continue their magical research in isolation.

Some wizards returned to various city-states.

Among them, Plato is the most famous among the latter. He returned to Athens and established the Academy of Athens...

And the legend…

"Legend? The biggest thing related to the School of Athens in later generations... I only remember one Raphael..." Mu En said.

"Yes!" Huckleton was very surprised: "I didn't expect you to know that few people in modern times remember him because he served No-Majs and the church!! But you are right. It is said that the reason why Raphael can paint is He left the Academy of Athens just because he had been there!”

As he spoke, Huckleton's face showed a hint of excitement.

“Raphael, a Renaissance man, went to the Academy of Athens!”

Mu En looked surprised: "So you mean...the Academy of Athens has existed for a long, long time?"

"If we use the current perspective, it seems that it can be understood as - a secret realm!" Huckleton said: "The secret realm of the Academy of Athens."

"Combined with the stolen Pythagoras book, I wonder if the thief wanted to enter the Academy of Athens." As he said this, he suddenly came to his senses.

"Oh, that's funny. You know how excited an old man who focuses on history would be to hear such a story."

"So...your idea is that that guy wants to enter the Academy of Athens?" Mu En asked tentatively.

"Yes!" Hockleton nodded: "Those who don't know geometry are not allowed to enter. There are still a few wizards who do, but that's too few!"

"It's interesting." Mu En nodded and did not rush to deny Shockleton's idea.

On the contrary, he can also empathize with Hockleton's current state.

As long as the thought of having the opportunity to meet those sages and learn from them, no one can calm down.

And in the world of magic, the so-called secret words are not impossible.

It's just that... it's still a bit confusing to relate this to the case.

"I wonder where you could tell me where you investigated this legend?" Mu En asked curiously.

"If you are interested, go to the ministry tomorrow and we can discuss it in detail?" Huckleton said, with interest in his tone.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Mu En nodded.

The two said goodbye to Huckleton. Harry looked at Huckleton's back with a puzzled expression, always feeling that the words of the secret realm were a bit illusive.

"Uncle Mu En, is what he said... really possible?"

"Maybe." Mu En nodded: "I hope this is true myself."

With that said, he also walked towards the alley.

"Uncle Mu En, are you also going to find that... that Diogenes?"

"Of course." Mu En nodded. This person was very accomplished in geometric magic. He had no reason not to doubt whether the other party was the book thief.

As he said that, he had already walked into the alley and saw the man curled up with a yellow-haired wild dog lying on his pillow and holding a wild dog on his body.

It seems that they have long been accustomed to eating and sleeping together.

Feeling the stopped footsteps, he opened his eyes and said unkindly: "Friend, I think I have been disturbed long enough today.

Although I don't mind being looked at like a wild dog by you travelers, it's really late now. "

"No, no, no, friend, you misunderstood." Mu En shook her head: "I'm just curious, do you know that Pythagoras's classics have been stolen?"

"Really?" He raised his brows: "No wonder I often see Aurors on the street during this period. It turns out this is the case."

After that, he shook his head: "I don't know, please go back. If you doubt me, don't worry. His stuff isn't anything good, and I don't like it either."

"Oh?" Mu En was a little surprised: "You hate him?"

"Yes." He lay down again.

"As for his classics? Who cares? Anyway, I don't care." Afterwards, he waved his hands in a driving gesture.

Mu En thought for a moment, and the disgust in this guy's mouth was undisguised and completely out of his heart.

On the other hand, whether a person who can easily give away fractal geometry spells would covet ancient classics so much is also a question worth exploring.

More importantly...there is no evidence!

After returning to Moonlight Castle, Mu En directly entered into the teaching of antithesis spells.

Its essence is to continuously iterate and construct an infinite nesting doll mana model in the body through geometric formulas.

Yes, it is a kind of nesting doll.

However, it was simple to say, but not so easy to actually do. It wasn't until midnight that Harry finally understood a little bit.

As for compressing your magic power?

That's still a long way off.

And Harry obviously knew what a great opportunity it was for him to be able to learn this thing. After all, it was too difficult to improve the abstract concept of magic. At least, he had never heard of it in Hogwarts.

It's just that in some stories, there is an understanding of blood witchcraft. A wizard who is fused with the blood of other magical creatures will have much more magic power than an ordinary wizard.

As for the total amount of magic power of ordinary wizards?

That thing is just like height. How high it can be is determined innately...

The next day, Mu En arrived at the ministry early in the morning, and Shockleton had already arrived on the third floor.

"Good morning." Huckleton said, "Loreton has already targeted a few people. At dawn, he took a group of people to visit and investigate one by one. What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever, do you have tea?"

Not long after, a cup of black tea was delivered to his hands. At the same time, Huckleton also took out a book, a manuscript and a slate.

When three items are placed on the table, they will float automatically, like magnetic levitation.

At the same time, when Mu En turns the pages of the book, it feels like there is a thick layer of transparent fluid.

They not only isolate external contact, but also stabilize the state of these ancient objects themselves.

An idea that immediately appeared in his mind was...this spell is interesting, and maybe it can be used on some of his ancient collections.

"Do you need me to translate it for you?"

Mu En raised his hand: "Thank you for your kindness, but even though I'm not a professional, I can still do it if I barely understand it."

As he spoke, he began to read.

"My name is Finkel Scott, and what you're seeing now is a secret, false story.

I must record this experience, it is too mysterious and I have no one to share it with. But I hope that in the future, someone will be able to feel the unique legend of this story.

Since my internal organs were counterattacked by black magic, I was no longer suitable to continue participating in magic research. After applying to drop out of Beauxbatons, I returned to Spudree and inherited my grandfather's job as a fisherman.

Being a fisherman is not a good job, but fortunately, my father and I rely on spreading magical attractants into the sea. Let us gain a lot every time we go sailing.

Life is getting better and better, I am married, and my wife is pregnant. I am a little worried about whether my child will be a wizard. Now the church is in full swing, but I hope that he can master that extraordinary power, enter the school one day, and inherit my unfinished ideal.

In order to live a better life, I sprinkled attractants into the sea more unscrupulously, until one day.

Until I write this, I can still remember the dark clouds and lightning that day.

Of course, what was even more terrifying was the huge waves that were twenty feet high.

This is not common sense. We know the weather, otherwise we would not go to sea.

But it came so suddenly, it made me wonder if my greed was counterattacked by the sea. The moment before the huge wave hit me, I could only hand the amulet to my father and wave the magic wand at the same time.

When I woke up again, I was lying on a beach, and in front of me was a gorgeous manor. Before this, the most perfect building I had ever seen was my school, Beauxbatons.

And this place is thousands of times more beautiful than Beauxbatons, like a garden of gods.

At the same time, I also saw the figures walking slowly in the garden, chatting and discussing happily. There is no sorrow on his face, no filth on his body.

The world after death - this is the first thought that comes to my mind.

But soon, I saw the wooden sign hanging on the door.

It says - Those who do not understand geometry are not allowed to enter.

Suddenly, I was stunned, looking at the figures in the manor in disbelief...