Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

On Monday, it snowed again.

In the first class after the vacation, Professor Sprout was quite grateful for the biting morning breeze in winter.

When the little wizards arrive at the greenhouse, the wind will quickly wake them up.

At the crossroads between the greenhouse and the vegetable garden, Mu En was talking to Sprout.

"How long will it take for them to mature?" Mu En asked curiously.

Professor Sprout was wrapped in a thick coat, and the boots on her feet were still stained with mud and snow. She was completely different from Mu En in a gray-white woolen coat next to her.

"It's probably the end of the semester." Professor Sprout asked in a surprised tone: "Moon, do you really use mandrake to make tea?"

"To be precise, it's a small potion. I like the taste." Mu En said.

Then, he set his sights on the greenhouse of Hogwarts.

"Oh, so that's it." Professor Sprout nodded: "Then when they mature, you can take whatever you want."

"No, no need. Let's supply it to the drug dealer first, Hogwarts still needs money." Mu En shook her head and declined.

Hearing this, Sprout laughed: "No, no, no, Mu En, every year when the holidays come for the medicinal materials in the greenhouse, all kinds of private purchase letters come one after another. I don't even know that Hogwarts is on the way. How many years ago was the first time I dealt with a medicine dealer?"

As she said that, she smiled and sighed again: "Remember how many mandrakes you got?"

"Well, there aren't many," Mu En said. "We burned a lot last year. After the tubers are divided later, even if there are, there shouldn't be too many."

"Oh my god, Mu En." Sprout shook his head: "After the potting this time, at least two greenhouses will be occupied."

As she said that, she spread her hands and looked at Mu En indifferently: "So, you can use it as you like, and without you, it is impossible for these mandrakes to have such a high survival rate after they are divided into tubers.

Although I don't know how you did it. But the current Mandrake has really surpassed Hogwarts in previous years. "

"Okay." Mu En was a little stunned when he heard that. He remembered that he just used a little trick specially for dividing mandrakes.

Well...it's a bit cruel visually, after all, the mandrake is humanoid.

"I didn't expect so much. Thank you for taking care of me."

"Hard work?" Sprout smiled, looked at the children approaching in the distance, and directed: "Today's class is in the third greenhouse!"

Suddenly, sounds came one after another on the path.

"Good morning, Professor."

"Good morning, Professor."

The crowd of children quickly passed by the two of them. After they all left, Sprout said softly: "I don't have anything to do. After all, the children also have to take practical classes, right?"

Mu En looked at the flow of people heading towards the greenhouse and suddenly understood what was going to happen. She also laughed. After saying goodbye to Sprout, she turned around and left...

In the third greenhouse, which smelled of damp earth and fertilizer and was much warmer than outside, the second-grade wizards quickly learned the content of today's class.

Repot your mandrake.

"Okay, can someone tell me about the characteristics of mandrake?" Professor Sprout asked after seeing that the earmuffs were distributed.

Hermione raised her hand instinctively. Sprout just raised his hand to signal her to answer the question, and then saw Hermione put her hand down again.

"Oh, is this?" Sprout had never seen this scene before.

Just in time, Harry's hand was raised next to him.

"Potter! You answer it."

"Mandrake has many miraculous effects. It is a special recovery herb in itself, and now it plays a vital role in many common potions.

Including but not limited to physical, mental, and sexual—"

"What?" "Wait?"

"Oh oh oh!" Professor Sprout interrupted him, suppressing a smile and nodding seriously: "The answer is correct, yes. But the following part is a bit out of line. It is not in this textbook, Si Five points for Letling.”

Harry nodded awkwardly before realizing what he had just said.

What he just said was basically the exact words that Mu En dictated when he first taught him how to configure the energy potion.

At this time, I was quick to speak.

After sitting down, he looked at Hermione and said, "Hermione, thank you."

Hermione's ears were a little red, and she said unhappily: "You have to do your best to make up for the points you lost before you retired, I know.

But if you keep doing this nonsense, I won't take my hand back. "

"A little accident, and what I said is right, isn't it?" Harry smiled helplessly.

He was really grateful to Hermione.

It is simply incredible that the other party would give up answering the question!

Later, after Sprout explained the precautions, it was time for the demonstration and motioned for them to put on their earmuffs.

"Wait, Hermione." Harry stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked confused.

Harry raised his hand: "Don't move."

As he spoke, his hand fell to Hermione's ear.

"Close your ears and listen -"

"Oh, thank you, Harry." Hermione nodded before putting on her earmuffs.

After doing all this, Harry looked back at Draco.

"Do you want it?"

"You don't have to buy candies for the whole class just because you want to give someone else one. Damn! Special!" Draco gritted his teeth and then put on the earmuffs.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Harry looked confused, not understanding what Draco was convulsing about.

Just as I was thinking about it, Professor Sprout was already preparing to start the first demonstration.

She first put on a pair of pink fluffy earmuffs and rolled up her sleeves. After confirming that the children's eyes were focused on him, he firmly grasped a blade of grass and pulled it up with all his strength.

Suddenly, screams appeared one after another.

Not just Mandrake's, but many little wizards' too.

Without him, the baby with light green skin of Mandrake is really ugly.

And that scream seemed to contain some kind of magic power, and even the earmuffs couldn't completely block it, making people feel dizzy.

In front of Harry, a body slowly fell down.

"Yingardium Leviosa - close your ears and listen -" Harry responded extremely quickly.

Suddenly, many people's eyes were attracted by these two figures.

Professor Sprout's eyes swayed between the two for a moment, nodded, shook the mandrake in his hand, and looked away from the little wizards.

She quickly took out a large pot, processed the mandrake, and then tamped down the soil.

Then he directed the little wizards to take off their earmuffs and go to observe Neville's situation.

Looking at the noisy greenhouse, Draco curled his lips: "He is really stupid."

At the end, he suddenly turned around again: "Oh, maybe the earmuffs are too old."

".It's good that it's not hurt." Harry glanced at Draco in surprise.

It's surprising that Draco can keep his mouth shut and just call the other person stupid, but now he actually adds an additional sentence.

Soon, the class came to an end.

Neville came to Harry immediately and thanked him seriously.

"It's nothing, it's easy." Harry nodded.

The group walked towards the castle.

On the way, Draco suddenly became concerned about the little dragon Norbert.

There were two things that upset him most about what happened during the Christmas holidays.

First, as soon as he walked away, something like this happened in the school.

Secondly, Xiaolong Noble was injured.

"We'll go at noon, don't worry." Harry said, "It just so happens that I also have something to do and want to see Hagrid."

The Transfiguration class ended quickly. If anything was different from before, it was that Ron received praise from Professor McGonagall.

After changing to a suitable wand, his ability to cast spells was obviously stronger.

At noon, the three of them ate some food and rushed towards Hagrid's hut.

"Oh, you're here." Hagrid ushered the three of them into the room with a smile on his face.

"Hagrid, what makes you so happy?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing." Hagrid smiled: "It's a good thing."

As he spoke, he even started taking care of his old pink umbrella.

"Why do you think you're here?"

"We want to see Norbert." Harry said, "There's one more thing I want to ask Hagrid."

"What's the matter? If you want to see Norbert, let's leave now." As he said that, he put down his umbrella and put on his coat.

The three of them quickly followed him towards the woods.

On the way, Hagrid was in high spirits, humming a little tune all the way.

The last time Hagrid hummed a tune, it was because of Norbert.

Thinking of this, Harry suddenly became worried: "Hagrid, you didn't secretly get some dangerous magical animals again, did you?"

"Oh, no, absolutely not." Hagrid waved his hand.

"Really do not have?"

"Absolutely not, I have learned my lesson." Hagrid said: "And now is not a good time to raise magical animals. Aragog's children have to bring back the same kind that died yesterday to use as food rations. "

"What kind of animal is Aragog?" Harry suddenly became alert.

Afterwards, Hagrid told them about Aragog and what happened yesterday.

He wasn't too sad, Aragog was the best at nothing, as for its damaged descendants.

He was even glad that Mu En was there, otherwise the little witch might have been in danger.

He didn't know what happened to the unicorn later.

The three children looked at each other and sighed helplessly. Hagrid's attitude towards magical creatures was really dangerous.

"By the way, Harry. You just said you wanted to ask me something, what was it?" Hagrid asked.

"Oh, I want to ask about my parents and Snape," Harry said.

"Oh, why did you think of asking this again?" Hagrid was a little surprised.

"This matter is quite important." Harry nodded: "Do you know anything? And Sirius and Pettigrew."

"Well, I don't know much about Professor Snape. As you know, many people in Slytherin are very arrogant, except you two, of course."

Draco raised the corners of his mouth and showed a somewhat proud smile, as if to say: 'I am different from those idiots. ’

"But I heard that it has something to do with your mother." Hagrid kept saying it without surprising.

Suddenly, Draco and Hermione's eyes were focused on Harry's face, their mouths wide open.

"this…"

Obviously, they have figured out a big drama.

"But I still know about your father, those boys," Hagrid continued.

"At that time, your father had three other people, Lupine, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew.

They have four children in total, and they are the stars of Gryffindor. They are also nicknamed the Marauders. They are very domineering, right? Haha. "

"Lupin?" Harry looked back at the people who often appeared in the photos of Hagrid he had received.

A thin and tall man with patched robes came into view.

"Yes, it's him." Hagrid confirmed, and then told many interesting things between them.

For example, he often bumps into these people in the Forbidden Forest, or James likes to pretend to fall into the water in the summer, but in fact he wants to be thrown into the air by the giant squid and have a big dive.

Can.

No, no! This was not what Harry wanted to know.

"Hagrid, do you know the story of my father and my mother?"

"Oh, I don't know about that." Hagrid shook his head: "I only know that they suddenly became good in the fifth or sixth grade."

"Okay." Harry nodded helplessly. At this moment, Norbert came out of the woods and rubbed Harry's head affectionately.

He didn't ask any more questions. Hagrid obviously didn't know much.

They didn't say goodbye to Norbert or Hagrid until the afternoon class approached.

On the way back, Draco was still feeling distressed about Noble's injury.

Next to him, Hermione was talking to Harry.

"Harry, maybe you should ask other professors?" she suggested.

Harry shook his head: "No Hermione, Professor. They probably don't know much.

Just like professors have no idea how many pranks Fred George got up to. "

"Okay." Hermione felt that this indeed made sense.

Suddenly, Harry had an idea: "We can ask the parents of classmates we know well."

As he spoke, he looked at Draco first.

"Oh, I don't have to do it." Draco shook his head, his father was annoying Harry to death.

"That's right." Harry nodded: "Maybe you can ask other people, Gryffindors. Ron's parents can't. Their eldest child graduated early."

With that said, the three children walked back into the castle and walked quickly upstairs.

Most of the people walking around were students who were anxious to go to class.

"Maybe that guy knows." Draco suddenly slapped Harry, mouthed, and motioned for him to look towards the stairs upstairs.

At this time, Neville was coming from upstairs, accompanied by Seamus and Ron.

"The Longbottom family can be considered a wizarding family. His parents must have also attended Hogwarts. Maybe they were in the same class as your parents." Draco explained.

Harry nodded clearly and walked over quickly.

"Neville!" he shouted.

"Oh, Harry. What's the matter?" Neville glanced at Harry with a smile on his chubby face.

"Um, I want to ask if your parents were Gryffins before—" Harry asked.

However, the next moment, his words stopped.

"Um, if this is any offense." Harry hesitated.

After hearing Harry's words, Neville's expression changed rapidly, his smile suddenly disappeared, and he did not hide it like Draco did last night.

"Harry, I. If you want to ask about my parents, I can tell you. You have helped me several times. You are a good person."

But the next moment, he looked at Draco and said with a firmness that no one had ever seen on his face before: "But... I won't tell him!"

"Wait?" Draco was confused and angry: "What does it have to do with me? Have I offended you?"

"I, I." Neville hesitated a little, his face turned red from holding back, and his mind seemed a little confused.

"Wait! Is there any misunderstanding? Well, why don't we go to class first?" Harry said quickly, wanting to temporarily stop the topic.

Something wasn't right with Neville.

"You don't deserve to know!" Neville suddenly shouted, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and people looked at this place in surprise.

No one knew why this affable and even timid Neville was angry.

At this time, the people who came here were not only students of the same grade, but also many senior students who came here to observe.

Many of them instinctively cast hostile glances at Draco.

"Malfoy, what did you do again?"

"Little Slytherin is bullying again?"

Draco took a breath, feeling aggrieved and ridiculous. He didn't understand why Neville suddenly made such a gesture, even though he had done nothing.

"Wait! What do you mean, how did I offend you? Tell me clearly!" Draco growled angrily.

The entire corridor was immediately tense.

Suddenly, a calm voice with a hint of displeasure interrupted them.

"It's class time and you guys are blocking the outside. Do you want to rebel?!"