Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

In the evening, the second floor of the Pig Head Bar.

In the iron cage, Nagini's snake letters kept poking out, capturing the scent molecules in the air.

The huge head kept turning, observing the surroundings curiously and vigilantly.

However, the next moment, it began to twitch like a sudden illness.

The body gradually swelled, the scales disappeared, and the tail began to differentiate into two legs.

It is undergoing changes like an animagus.

However, this change was not completed. It twitched and twisted its body, as if it was suffering from piercing pain in its body.

Bang——

In the quiet room, its head slammed into the cage due to endless twitching.

The changes came to an abrupt halt and faded quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, it returned to its snake form again.

"Now, it depends on your performance." Mu En said, turning his body slightly to the side.

Dumbledore stepped forward and grabbed the Elder Wand seriously.

"I recognize the importance of memory and experience in the formation of personality, but in terms of the soul..." Mu En twirled his beard, sighing while thinking.

"Is it a topic like 'I am not myself' like Ship of Theseus?" Dumbledore smiled, raised his wand, and gradually pointed it at Nagini, who was watching him warily.

To this day, Nagini's unique and deformed soul has been forcibly twisted by Moon, just like sheet metal craftsmanship.

However, although such behavior seemed to be no problem, Nagini's body began to have problems.

Let him remain in a state of uncertainty between man and snake.

To put it simply, she couldn't tell - couldn't tell what she was.

According to the plan set at the beginning, Dumbledore needed to make peace.

After Dumbledore took over the work, he took a deep look at Nagini, then took out his handkerchief, wiped his palms, and slowly left the second floor.

On the first floor, there was another guest waiting for him.

Rita Skeeter.

On the first floor, the pub hall should be bustling on weekends, but at this time, the Pig Head Bar seems a little deserted.

The drinkers who often hang out here like most the unscrupulousness of the Pig's Head Bar. The darkness that envelopes them here is like the best cloak of these bastard drinkers - if it weren't for the big mouths and exaggerations that are famous in the entire magical world. Rita Skeeter's words here.

No one wants to continue chatting freely with such a guy in the same room.

She always pursed her lips and looked at everything in the store.

Gradually, the number of drinkers here gradually decreased.

Aberforth was dissatisfied with this, but Rita said that she could pay those guys for their drinks - all her consumption would be paid ten times the price.

Just let yourself continue to stay here and wait here.

Walking down the stairs, he immediately saw Rita sitting in the corner and a figure next to her wearing a black robe, his face hidden in a wide hood.

As soon as he came down, Rita and the man stood up, and they both nodded slightly to this side.

Mu En walked over and saw who was under the hood.

Rufus Scrimgeour.

"What are you doing here?" Mu En asked in surprise.

"I came here to ask about your next arrangements for the Ministry of Magic." Rufus said quickly.

Moon glanced at him: "I have no idea. Scrimgeour. Fudge is much harder to defeat than I thought. There is still quite some time before the election of the next Minister of Magic.

The only thing you can do now is to work together with the judge to at least reduce Fudge's power, that's all. "

"I…"

Scrimgeour was a little embarrassed: "I thought so too, but the people from the Magical Legal Enforcement Department rejected me. Burns didn't trust me. To be precise, she doesn't trust anyone now. The Legal Enforcement Department was recently transferred Many people left.

She publicly stated that she was a judge and anyone who made a mistake should be judged - even Merlin was no exception! !

Maybe I can quote something Skeeter once said, she's gone crazy! "

"Tsk, tsk." Mu En was a little surprised when he heard the news.

Suddenly I became nervous.

However, what Mu En didn't know was that he underestimated the question he asked Bones at the trial.

As a legal practitioner, she hated being called a politician! !

"In that case, the only thing you can do is to control the public opinion." Mu En smiled and looked at Rita Skeeter.

"Ms. Skeeter, long time no see."

"Hmm -" Rita Skeeter responded in a low voice, nodding her head hurriedly.

Meanwhile, a fancy crystal-encrusted shorthand quill was writing quickly on a piece of parchment on the table.

"Long time no see. Nice to meet you, Mr. Jones."

Rita Skeeter had used this pen and paper for all of her conversations during this time.

"It's been a long time indeed." Mu En nodded: "It seems that I think you have learned a profound lesson about your bold and stupid behavior."

After saying that, he waved his palm in the air, and the next moment, Rita's throat suddenly became unbearably itchy.

After a moment, she tried to cough twice.

"Cough-cough! Woof-I-good evening-"

Under Scrimgeour's puzzled gaze, Rita's face suddenly turned red with surprise.

"Mr. Jones, thank you! Thank you!" The first thing she did when she spoke was to quickly thank Mu En.

In order to prevent herself from doing stupid things when she was extremely happy or sad and causing the situation to develop in a more serious direction, she prepared hundreds of "scripts" for herself.

Mu En ignored Rita's thanks.

Her tragedy was born because of him, and no kind words could hide the bloody facts behind her.

Just like the flowers framed outside the scabbard, it is too hypocritical.

Mu En just turned around and asked:

"I left in a hurry last time. In fact, I have always been curious about a question! Who was behind your back to encourage you to write that report?"

"I-" Rita was silent for a moment.

"Actually, you haven't taken the initiative to say this, right? I believe you are not the kind of guy who is stupid enough to use Hogwarts to gain popularity.

In my expectation, if a guy like you wants to comment on Hogwarts, at least it should be after Dumbledore is dead! "

As he spoke, Mu En leaned forward slightly: "Who was behind this first report?"

Skeeter glanced at Scrimgeour who appeared here.

"Rita, Rita." Mu En leaned on the back of the chair with a slow tone and interesting eyes.

"Do you know who will go to hell first in a fight?"

"I don't know, sir." Rita said quickly.

"The first to die are always those who want to have both sides and be the swaying wallflower. They all think that they are very smart and can only make the right choice - in fact, everyone wants to put this kind of thing first Kill the guy."

Cold sweat fell on Rita's forehead.

"Sir, it's Minister Fudge and some families who are behind this!" She said quickly, speaking quickly and in a crisp voice.

"Except for the minister, most of them sent me letters as parents, including the Malfoy family, the Flint family, the Farley family, etc.!!"

…

"Tsk." Mu En shook his head: "No wonder he ran so fast. Ah, I remembered your report after Marcus was injured..."