Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

For the first time, Harry felt the real change of being in the arena.

The sounds from the surrounding viewing platforms gradually faded away, and the vision slowly disappeared into the sky.

The wind is cold, the grass is green, and the sun is falling, but there is no warmth.

Looking left and right, only a bottomless cliff remained.

In fact, Harry didn't know if he really walked into the cliff, whether he would treat [visual gains] as nothing like the last time he stepped into the abyss.

Ron didn't have these feelings. He couldn't feel the cold wind blowing against his skin, nor could he feel whether the sun was warm or not.

He just stared at the countdown with all his attention.

three!

two!

one!

The next moment, he suddenly dodged to the side, and he didn't know who started the trend. Now that the time is up, dodging from the side and changing positions has become a must-have fixed process.

At the same time, Ron waved the wand in his hand.

"The flames are blazing——"

A flame suddenly appeared from his wand and streaked towards Harry.

It has to be said that Gryffindors are obviously more accepting of fire spells than other houses.

Very aggressive.

but

Harry was visibly relieved.

He didn't move, but raised his wand.

The body twisted, and the flames were continued by it.

The next moment, the flame suddenly turned into an angry dragon, attacking Ron, and the giant flame passed directly through the thin figure.

Outside the venue, the crowd roared, and some people were frightened by this scene and stood up, trying to get a clear view of the scene below.

Jordan stood up, picked up the microphone, and immediately wanted to announce the results.

"etc!"

Mu En's voice appeared in Jordan's ears.

Then, a figure suddenly rushed out of the flames.

"That is?!"

"He hasn't fallen down yet?"

The next moment, the figure was covered in blazing flames and walked away directly.

So brave!

"Come and taste my flaming fist!" Ron roared.

Harry looked calmly at Ron and the raised, flaming fist.

The next moment, a crossbar appeared inexplicably under Ron's feet. By coincidence, it appeared at the moment when he was about to step forward.

"oops!!"

Then, Harry withdrew his wand, and green vines appeared out of nowhere on the grass, but they were tied up in the blink of an eye.

A cyan tomb appeared in the arena.

A moment later, as Ron gave up his struggle, and with Moon's approval, Jordan announced the final result.

Soon, the magic circle on the field shrank, and Harry stepped forward, lifted the transformation spell that restrained Ron, and stretched out his hand.

"Damn it, what did I do?" Ron said with an annoyed face: "I fell! Can you believe it? On flat ground, I actually fell!!"

Harry nodded with a look of regret.

"Yes! What a pity." Ron agreed, and then thought thoughtfully: "That's really weird. Did my bones not connect properly? No, I have to take the leg bones out and put them back together tonight. .”

Harry felt a little ashamed.

"It's a pity. I bet myself a lot of money. I thought I wouldn't lose, at least in most cases, but oh, damn it." Ron continued to mutter, and walked off the field with Harry: " It would be nice if Neville and I switched opponents."

Soon, the third game began.

Hermione became serious when she saw her opponent.

Justin Finch-Fletchley!

This guy had easily spread rumors around the school and brought rumors about her and Harry.

Although Hermione seemed to have heard from Harry, this guy seemed to have gone to him to apologize afterwards.

but--

Soon, the game ended with a thunderbolt from Hermione.

Draco meets Seamus, the little wizard who specializes in explosions.

At first, Draco wanted to hide his clumsiness. He thought it would be easy to deal with this guy, but he almost overturned.

As a last resort, he also learned Harry's trick, and secretly used the transformation spell to control a vine to appear on the ground, tripping the opponent.

But the difference is that Seamus was casting a spell at the time, and he tripped and failed to cast the spell.

He blew himself up and fainted directly.

After walking off the field, Draco looked at his tattered clothes and tried the repair spell several times before finally giving up.

The clothes were turned into rags.

He still couldn't bring himself to ask Harry to help him cast a spell to repair it. To be precise, he wanted to believe that a violent person like Harry was not capable of repairing spells.

Don't show it in front of him if you have it.

It's better to buy a new one.

Who is more important, money or face? For Draco it was obviously the latter.

"It's such a boring game." He flipped up his messy hair, then opened his hands to Harry: "Can you give me some hair styling water?"

Hermione looked embarrassed: "Who would carry that kind of thing with them?"

Then she saw Harry take out a small box of hair modeling clay from his pocket.

…

"Uncle Moon is taking it with him too!" Harry said stubbornly.

Hermione turned her head and saw Moon on the teacher's bench, comfortably running her hands along her long scarf.

At the teacher's desk, Mu En was watching the duel below and drinking a drink comfortably.

Suddenly, a silver figure appeared in the corner of his eye.

A silver goat ran quickly on the lawn in the distance.

"Patronus?!"

Just as he was thinking about it, Dumbledore patted Moon on the shoulder.

"It belongs to Aberforth," Dumbledore said concisely, and then stood up.

Moon also drank the drink in the cup, then handed over the game to Snape and Flitwick, turned and left.

"What went wrong again?" Mu En whispered.

"I don't know either." Dumbledore said with a serious face, "I think there is something wrong with Nagini."

Soon, the two of them walked quickly, and after more than ten minutes, they arrived at the Pig Head Bar.

There were not many people in the bar at this time. As soon as Aberforth saw them, he nervously led them to the second floor.

"What happened?" Mu En asked.

"She woke up." Aberforth said, "She woke up very quickly. I wanted you to come and take a look."

"Awake?" Mu En was also a little surprised. According to his conception, the fermentation time of the soul's humanity is uncertain, but it will definitely not be too short.

But how long has it been? Just a week? !

With that said, the group of three people arrived at the second floor while walking on the creaking stairs.

As soon as they walked up, they saw a woman in a black dress, standing quietly in the cage, holding a photo in her hand, looking at it in trance.

The sun shone in through the tattered windows, and the thick dust in the house was invisible and reflected the light.

"Nagini!" Aberforth called softly.

However, the figure in the room just stood there, motionless.

He just looked at the photo in trance, the photo of Aberforth and Aurelius.

A picture of the young man with the big smile.

"That's the problem. When I woke up today, she was in this state. No matter how she called, it was useless," Aberforth said.

As she spoke, the girl's lips and teeth opened slightly, and her fingertips rubbed the face of the person in the photo.

"very nice."

"This is the first time I've seen him smile like this."