Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"You like these little guys very much?" Mu En said.

"Yes." Luna nodded: "Dad said that every little guy is an elf in nature."

As he said that, the unicorns, one big and one small, came over, as if they were coming to play with their little friends under the care of their parents.

The little unicorn rubbed Luna's hand affectionately, making a happy sound of humming.

"Professor, do you want to touch me?"

"No." Mu En shook his head. The big unicorn opposite was looking at him warily.

Cats are not lovable characters in nature, and unicorns don't like men, not to mention that the aura emanating from him is not very peaceful.

I'm afraid that if I get closer, the big unicorn will become anxious.

"Professor, do you know about the Curved-Horned Snorlax?" Luna suddenly asked curiously.

"I heard your father mentioned it in your magazine, but unfortunately, I couldn't find any trace of their existence." Mu En said: "Maybe they once existed, but now they have disappeared."

"Really?"

"Maybe I just didn't find it." Mu En smiled: "Okay, now that I've met your friend, I think it's time for you to leave here."

"Okay." Luna said, then waved to the unicorn: "Goodbye."

On the way back, the little witch asked the question again.

"Professor, what is the spiritual world?"

Mu En explained: "The spiritual world is a world that is formed after a world has accumulated enough spirituality and undergoes a qualitative change."

As he spoke, he waved his hand: "Of course, this is just a conceptual and theoretical thing. There is no spiritual world in this world. Those ghosts all exist in the real world."

“Should ghosts live in the spirit world?”

"This is the theory." Mu En nodded, not saying much about the matter. The world is ever-changing, and what he said was just a deduction based on theory and experience, not facts.

Let's forget about the matter of misleading others.

"Can I tell my father this?" Luna asked.

Her tone seemed to be singing, rising and falling against logic.

"Of course, you can do whatever you want." Mu En nodded: "But I suggest that if your father wants to publish these remarks to the point of being a naysayer, people might think otherwise."

"Oh, no." Luna shook her head: "My father will not steal your theory, he will sign your name as professor."

Mu En was silent, and he kept looking at the girl from the corner of his eye.

"You have to understand that this theory is like a joke in this world."

"Oh! So that's what you said, Professor." Luna suddenly realized: "Dad won't care," she said.

"Truth belongs to the world, but error belongs to the times."

The little girl had a nonchalant look on her face: "No matter what, speaking out is the most important thing."

"Is this what your father said?" Mu En laughed.

"Uh-huh."

"He is a very thoughtful person." Mu En agreed.

After seeing off the little girl who ran into the Forbidden Forest, as soon as he walked to the door of the office, he saw a bored Ron, and next to him, there were large and small bags of things.

This boy was squatting next to these parcel bags, concentrating on playing with his fingers.

Go towards the back of your hand and break it in opposite directions.

"You brat, please stop doing these stupid things." Mu En slapped him on the head.

"Oh, Professor, you are finally here." Ron stood up quickly.

"Finally? How long have you been waiting here?" Mu En asked in surprise, pushing open the office door.

"Uh, about half an hour. Fred George said you were looking for me. Wait! You didn't look for me?! I was tricked by them?"

"No, I do have something to do with you, but I told them to let you come over later." Mu En smiled and said, "Come in."

"Okay." Ron quickly followed Mu En and brought those large and small bags into the office.

"I'm just looking for you for a while. You can leave it outside and no one will steal your things." Mu En said.

"No, Professor. This is for you, a Christmas gift." Ron said with some embarrassment: "I only had the opportunity to shop when I went to buy a wand. Then I had some money left over from buying the wand, and then..."

Thinking about it, he couldn't finish what he was going to say. He bought something with the money given by others and said it was a Christmas gift.

Ron felt this was really stupid.

Mu En turned around and looked at Ron who seemed to be embarrassed.

He didn't understand why the child showed such an expression for no reason, even though he had clearly done nothing wrong.

Then, he showed a helpless smile: "Thank you, but I hope you didn't buy it in a pet store. It's not too late for me to say Merry Christmas now."

"No, not at all." Ron smiled stupidly as if he had been pardoned.

Mu En nodded, and then asked: "How does it feel to be cursed?"

Suddenly, the smile on the kid's face widened again, and he looked like he was about to cry without tears: "It's not good at all. I could only drool when I looked at those delicious foods at the Christmas party."

"I thought you would realize how uncomfortable it is later." Mu En nodded. It seemed that being unable to enjoy the big chicken legs was not a serious matter for Ron.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for you just for this matter."

Hearing this, Ron's face lit up with joy, and then he saw a golden pendant in Mu En's hand.

No, that's not a pendant, but a polished brass pocket watch.

"This is..." Ron looked at the pocket watch hesitantly.

Mu En flipped open the watch cover, revealing its true appearance.

On the dial, the time is not divided, but is divided into two parts, one up and one down.

If you have experience in Moonlight Castle, you can immediately tell that this is the same as the exit turntable on the gate of Moonlight Castle.

As for this divided dial, half is green and half is as black as ink.

"This watch will automatically absorb and store some life breath, and then consume this energy to suppress the curse on you."

With that said, Mu En handed Ron the copper watch, stretched out his hand, and touched his forehead.

In an instant, a surge of life energy was poured into his body.

Dong. Dong Dong

Ron never thought that one day he would be able to feel his own heartbeat so clearly.

"I've changed back." He said with a trembling voice.

The next moment, there was a sudden stinging pain on his fingertips, and bright red blood beads were squeezed out for no reason, and then fell on the dial.

The pointer suddenly twitched and kept shaking, and then suddenly, the pointer jumped into the black plate.

The next moment, Ron's vitality was quickly drained away again, and he returned to the cursed state again.

"Press the knob on the side of the watch." Mu En guided his movements. Ron quickly found the knob and pressed it.

The next moment, the pointer flicked to the green side, and soon, that sense of vitality filled the body again.

"The energy that Shengpan can store each time can barely suppress your curse for two hours. You can arrange this time yourself." Mu En said.

"Life Chart and Death Chart" Ron murmured: "Thank you, Professor!"

"It's not a big deal, just do it casually," Mu En said.

This gadget can only deal with the curse that has just been planted on Ron. It is completely useless against a curse like Bo Jin's that has penetrated deep into the soul for decades.

Later, Mu En performed the first curse removal on him, and the effect was quite good. It would only take about two months to completely remove the curse from him.

"Go." Mu En said. This kid must have been exhausted a long time ago and wanted to have a big meal or something.

Ron nodded, hurriedly said goodbye to Mu En, and walked out of the office. When he reached the door of the office, he suddenly reacted.

"Oh, by the way, Professor, my parents said they want to visit you when you come back." Ron said quickly.

"About when? Just decide on a time." Mu En took a deep breath, feeling that she would be very busy in the coming period.

But if you curse someone else's child, you will eventually have to give an explanation.

"Is it okay if I write to them now? When will you be free?"

"Except for class time, there are no classes on Tuesday afternoons," Mu En said.

"Okay, Professor, I'll write a letter to my mother right now." Ron nodded and walked out of the office quickly.

However, standing in the corridor, his first thought was to eat.

But obviously, it's not meal time yet. But soon, he thought of Fred George. They must know where the kitchen is.

After a while, Ron found the two of them in Weasley's small workshop and told them the whole story.

"What are you thinking about? Tell me where the kitchen is, please, I'm so suffocated!" Ron said quickly.

"Don't worry, little Luo Luo." Fred said with a smirk.

"Didn't you say that you should write to mother first and arrange a time with Mr. Jones?"

With that said, Fred took out a paper and pen and handed them to Ron.

"How about showing us that watch?" Fred said.

"Oh! Impossible!" Ron stepped back and said seriously: "This is my life-saving treasure!"

"Don't be stupid, we are just studying from the outside first!" George said.

"Hurry up, don't waste time. If you don't write a letter to mom first, we won't take you to the kitchen." Fred thrust the paper and pen into Ron's hands.

Ron hesitated for a long time, and then with the various promises and encouragement from the two of them, he finally let go and gave the pocket watch to the two of them.

At the same time, while writing the letter, I kept staring at the two of them, worrying about what big moves they would make.

Time soon came to night, the train arrived at the station, and the returning students discussed animatedly what had happened during the holiday.

A Ravenclaw girl said: "Oh my god, my mother had already written a letter not to let me continue studying for the second half of the semester, but I didn't expect that the matter has been resolved."

"Is it really solved?" A Slytherin said gloomily.

"What do you mean?" She cast her eyes away unhappily.

"Who knows if this is a lie, Dumbledore has taken control of Hogwarts, haha." The Slytherin man said.

"Hey! Don't say that about Dumbledore." Someone said unhappily. He stood up from the carriage and looked here unhappily while swaying.

The Slytherin said in a arrogant tone as if he were treating a fool: "That's right! Forget it, I don't expect you, a Muggle, to understand anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped.

"Tsk, what are you doing?" He looked at the classmate next to him. Then he saw the classmate next to him constantly using his eyes to tell him to look somewhere.

Looking over, he saw Harry Potter at a glance.

Hiss~shut up!

Fortunately, he hadn't heard yet, his back to them.

Harry relaxed his neck and looked at Draco, who was smiling across from him: "What happened? Why are these funny remarks happening again?"

Of course he heard it, but... to be honest, it had nothing to do with him.

"It's indeed quite ridiculous." Draco nodded: "If Dumbledore has such leisure, he might as well control the Ministry of Magic."

Then he leaned forward and whispered: "But what he said is not wrong. Do you know why he said this?"

"What?" Harry looked at him in surprise and guessed, "What's going on in your family circle?"

Draco was stunned: "How did you know?"

"Well, I don't know, I guessed."

"Is it so easy to guess?"

"The only thing you know that I don't know, apart from the knowledge that may exist in your library, is this." Harry smiled.

"Damn it, Potter, you're still so good at talking!" Draco was speechless and nodded with a smile: "To be precise, this matter has something to do with you."

"What?"

"Remember what you said in the break room last year?"

"Those words about purebloods?"

"That's right." Draco nodded, then looked around vigilantly, and after making sure there were no eavesdroppers, he whispered: "Those families are very angry at your words and want to cause trouble for you, and then... you know , was stopped by Professor Dumbledore. Then the school board wanted to take some action."

"From your dad."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, he noticed Draco's expression changed drastically, and his facial features were twisted in an instant, like a towel being twisted.

Although it was only a short moment, he could guarantee that he was not wrong.

He whispered: "What happened?"

"Oh what?" Draco looked like nothing happened.

Harry looked into Draco's eyes, and after a moment, he shook his head slightly: "No, it's nothing."

"Hmm." Draco nodded absently: "By the way, what did you do during this holiday?"

"What do you mean all the bones in the body were broken?"

"What the hell is a rib inserted into the heart?"

The carriage quickly arrived at the steps of the castle gate. Everyone got off the carriage and walked expectantly towards the auditorium.

The children were all very hungry. After all, they couldn't expect to have any hot food on the train.

Draco walked behind and immediately saw Crabbe and Goyle.

They quickly met and walked to the gate. Draco took the two of them and rushed behind the pillar, away from the crowd.

"Draco, what did your father say just now?"

"Shut up!" Draco looked at Crabbe unhappily: "Don't mention my father, I know what he said!"

"If you dare tell my dad that I'm still playing with Harry, you'll be screwed."

"Hey!" said Goyle. "We don't, do we, Crabbe."

Crabbe also reacted, holding his head high: "Oh, yes, my father doesn't care who I make friends with, and Harry didn't do anything bad."

"I hope so." Draco nodded.

Having said this, he could only pray that these two people really thought so.

Can.

What happened in the school board was actually more serious than what he told Harry. A group of families, led by his father, wanted to oust Dumbledore from the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts, but in the end, they were all hardened by Dumbledore. gesture in response.

And these things were spread all over the place by these unhappy families at various Christmas gatherings. Among them, naturally a lot of rumors came out.

For example, the guy Draco looked at just now was a guy who came here to pretend to understand after hearing some half-informed rumors.

But what he himself knew was even clearer.

Similarly, in those gatherings and conversations, other people who were at school together were naturally indispensable.

Not to mention some talkative guys, such as the Farley family!

That is, the family of Gemma Farley, the prefect of Slytherin House. At a Christmas party, Chatterbox said he and Harry were on good terms.

Suddenly, this made him a target of public criticism. At the party, his father found him and hoped that he would stay away from Harry Potter from now on.

Draco found this a bit ridiculous.

So, he used this to throw out the issue that he had argued with Harry for the first time about pure blood.

The result was just a slap in the face.

"You're still talking back now."

That cold voice and impatient tone were something he would never forget.

"When you are in school from now on, stay away from Harry Potter!"

The images in his memory flashed away, but they almost made him suffocate.

Although his father finally expressed his apology to himself in private, he also knew that his remarks in public had a very bad impact on the Malfoy family.

He knew that he had done something very inappropriate, so he couldn't blame his father for the slap he gave him.

But

'he! them! No one has the answer to the question, no one! ’

Taking a deep breath, Draco looked at Crabgoyle and said, "Your Majesty's affairs shouldn't affect us, right? That would be too embarrassing."

"Of course!" "Yes, for sure!"

"Yeah." After getting the answer, he nodded: "Let's go and eat."

After that, he followed the flow of people and left.

Behind him, Crabbe whispered to Goyle: "Do you think this is the legendary rebellious period?"

"Probably." Gore also nodded pretending to be mature.

There were a lot of people on the way to the auditorium.

Just as he was about to look back at Draco, who had not followed Crabgoyle, his eyes suddenly stopped on a woman.

Suddenly, the calm smile on his face faded.

Gemma Farley——

The appearance of this person immediately made him unhappy.

Talkative guy, just wait, if you have the chance.

…

In the auditorium, after a brief welcome speech, the banquet began.

This year's banquet was much more lively than before. The children who went home kept stuffing food into their mouths, while listening to the children who did not go home tell the stories of what happened at that time.

I was especially surprised by the big explosion.

"Did someone die?"

"Oh, no! Professor Snape protected us," said Ron.

"etc!"

"What the hell?"

"You mean Snape?! Severus Snape?" A surprised scream rang out from the Gryffindor table, which stood out in the entire noisy auditorium!

"Seamus! You idiot!" Ron lowered his head, pretending that it had nothing to do with him.

The entire auditorium fell silent, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

"So, how do you feel?" Mu En asked.

"Shut up." Snape gritted his teeth, his murderous eyes falling on the Gryffindor table.

"Oh? Aren't you happy that you have a good reputation?"

Snape raised his hands and covered his ears.

"Close your ears and listen -"

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[Justice, eternity, wisdom, purity, and the gods of order guard everything on earth]

[Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, Slaanesh, the gods of Chaos lurk ferociously in the shadows]

[This is the infinite paradise, welcome...]

"Shut up, this is my paradise."

Successfully interrupted the Lord God's words unhappily.

When order retreated because of him, when chaos hid because of him, when he cut off the heads of Khorne and Justice, when Pure Beauty and Slaanesh had to face the dilemma of death or maternity leave because of him, Success was thinking about a Very serious question.

"Lord God, can I also take maternity leave?"

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