Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

In the next few days, Mu En proved that his choice was correct.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

In the mist, Mu En dodged a sudden thrust.

"If you want to use this style of play, your spell casting needs to be faster!"

As he spoke, he aimed at the place where the curse sounded and shot a splitting spell. The next moment, the little witch screamed.

The battle is over.

He raised his hand again, and the fog cleared.

Hermione lay miserably on the ground, her right hand hanging bloody from shoulder to shoulder, like a rag bag.

At the same time, Harry beside him quickly took out the fresh food and handed it to Hermione's hand to help her deal with the injury.

Hermione smiled helplessly: "It's too difficult, it's too difficult."

"This is normal, just get used to it."

"I think I should be used to it." Hermione smiled, and then looked at Mu En with some disappointment.

"Mr. Jones, I seem to have never been able to find a playing style that suits me."

Yes, in these days, the fighting method he constructed the night before was always resolved by Mu En in a simple and easy way.

Even today's method, which made him extremely satisfied, was cracked by Mu En at will.

This made the little witch feel very disappointed.

Seeing the pale-faced little girl dealing with her injuries through clenched teeth, but still able to hold her breath and speak completely, he nodded with satisfaction and affirmed: "This is enough for today."

"Is that okay?" Hermione looked bitter.

“Changing the field to interfere with the enemy can really allow you to advance and retreat in a battle.

It's just that if you use fog, although you can deprive the opponent of vision, you are not much better unless you can add some unique properties to your fog, such as sound insulation, fog corrosion, panic and other effects. "

"Can this be done?"

"You can do it if your skills are high enough." Mu En smiled: "So I recommend that you don't use fog. We have other options, such as thunder and lightning, rain curtain, etc. The weather spell is indeed very suitable as the cornerstone spell of the field controller. "

"Field controller?" Hermione looked at Mu En in confusion.

"Yes, field controller. It can be regarded as a wizard fighting style. Just like Harry, holding a sword in one hand and a wand in the other, it has a unique and distinctive style.

The reason why you felt it was not good enough just now is actually because when this fighting method is immature, it is quite disadvantageous for one-on-one duels. Because it is not possible to completely fix the advantage, it may even be turned into a disadvantage due to the opponent's actions.

But in many-on-many battles, field controllers have a core position far beyond that of ordinary wizards. "

Mu En looked at Hermione who stood up again, and suddenly felt that this style of play might really suit her. Proficient mastery of various complicated spells was one of the basic skills of a field-controlling wizard.

"You can try this place, but the decision is yours."

The future is ever-changing, and he always only encourages recommendations and never makes decisions for others.

"Okay." Hermione nodded, and with Harry's help, she bandaged her hand and hung it on her chest.

During this period, she basically came here like this.

Harry stood up, moved his wrist, and turned his head: "Uncle Moon, I want to give it a try too."

Looking at the high-spirited Harry, Moon nodded.

Ten minutes later, Harry was carried back to the Moonlight Castle by Hermione.

Soon, the last day of vacation passed like this.

The next day, Chris came to Privet Drive early and picked up the two children.

In the car, they stuck their heads out, said goodbye to Mu En, and then hit the road.

"How do you feel about this period of special training?" Chris asked, and then he saw Hermione trembling through the rearview mirror.

"It doesn't look that great."

"Yes." Hermione smiled: "But the harvest is huge!"

"It's a good thing if you get something, okay. I have to drive faster. When we get to London, we can have breakfast and buy some things to take to school." Chris said.

On the other side, after Mu En closed the door, she went back to the house and changed her clothes.

After a while, I walked downstairs and turned the doorknob.

The trail we walked in the past was covered with a thick layer of snow, and some undetectable animal tracks could be seen on the white land.

"Ah"

The breath he exhaled turned into white mist in the air. Putting on his hat, he walked straight towards Hogwarts.

Under his feet, the snowflakes made way for him, and the cold winter wind stopped around him. After he left, he continued his journey southward.

Not long after, he arrived at the school, walked to the stairs on the third floor, and heard the voices of Fred and George.

"Damn it, I'm never going to the prefects' bathroom again."

"No, who released her?"

"I heard it was Cedric."

"It's too perverted. No way. I want to ask him what he thinks."

Just as they were talking, they bumped into Mu En head-on.

"Oh, Merry Christmas, Professor," said Fred, followed closely by George.

"Merry Christmas." Mu En nodded: "What were you talking about just now?"

"We're talking about Myrtle, she came out of the second floor bathroom."

"Isn't this a good thing?"

George nodded awkwardly: "Yes, if her destination is not the male prefect's bathroom on the fifth floor."

"This is assault, this is sexual harassment, oh my god. Why doesn't Hogwarts have a rule against female ghosts harassing male students?"

Mu En was also a little embarrassed. Is Myrtle playing such a big game?

"I asked Cedric to let Myrtle out. You two should calm down." Moon said, "As for why she went to the men's bathroom, you are not prefects."

"Okay." George smiled awkwardly.

There is no way, who let the prefect bathroom have a super big bath, not to mention how cool it is, especially in this winter, looking at the snowflakes outside the window, while lying in the bathtub like a swimming pool, and getting some snacks. It's so cool. ah.

"By the way, ask Ron to come find me later." Mu En said.

"Okay, Professor." George nodded.

With that said, the two boys left quickly, pushing and shoving, and when they reached a place where they thought Mu En could not hear him, they whispered: "We need to bring Ron here quickly to study, the professor wants to fix him. "

"It would be nice if it could be later."

On the third floor, at the door of the principal's office, when Mu En was thinking about what the password was, the gargoyle suddenly opened the door and looked at him helplessly.

"Dumbledore asked you to do this?" Mu En asked in surprise.

Unexpectedly, the stone beast just opened his mouth, and then glanced at him.

After laughing, Mu En walked up the spiral staircase. As soon as he arrived at the office, Dumbledore asked: "How about it? I asked the janitor below to exempt some passwords for convenience."

"It's indeed very convenient." Mu En nodded.

"Why did you come to me?"

"That's too much." Dumbledore rubbed his eyes, seeming very tired. "Hagrid's case, Peter Pettigrew's case. There are also various inquiries from parents and difficulties from aristocratic families."

"Don't act like that. Minerva must have done a lot of things."

"Oh, that's true." Dumbledore also laughed: "However, Minerva can't help with some of the things I mentioned above. For example, Hagrid's case will be in court next Wednesday, and the Ministry of Magic You have also been summoned.”

"What does it have to do with me? I don't have a reputation, why should I do it?"

Dumbledore looked at him with a teasing smile.

"Perhaps it's because you are not famous and I am too famous. That's why Fudge chose to find you?"