Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"'Hidden people' is such a wonderful term." Mu En nodded, with a threatening look in his eyes: "Do you know that those who know our true situation will have their memories erased."

Hosking became even more excited. Apparently, he turned a deaf ear to Moon's words about erasing memories.

Instead, focus on—he admitted it.

"Really? Sir, then what should I call you, magician or wizard? Or something else-"

As he spoke, the boat turned around due to his excitement at some point, and the front end hit the muddy ground on the shore.

With a stagger, he leaned back.

Just as he was panicking and trying to support himself with the support pole, suddenly, an unknown force grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

Looking down, you can clearly see the traces of being grabbed and pulled on the collar.

It was like an invisible hand was holding him.

The unusual person was a child sitting at the front of the boat. He stretched out his hand and held it in his direction.

it is true! it is true! !

A kind of extreme joy filled his mind, making his face turn red and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Wizards." Mu En said, "Indeed, we are all wizards."

As he said that, the boat automatically returned to the right direction and headed forward, following the brilliant waves of the Cam River.

Hosking looked at Harry excitedly, nodded his thanks first, and then asked curiously: "Then you...are you a wizard student?"

"It seems that you know a lot." Dumbledore said with great interest, "Can you tell us about your research and findings on us?"

"Ah?" Hosking was a little surprised. Logically speaking, he was curious about more questions. How could this powerful-looking old man be curious about himself, an ordinary person?

However, he did not hesitate too much, but nodded and asked: "What does the old gentleman want to know? I can tell you."

"Why do you know about the 'Hidden People', why do you want to explore us, and how many discoveries have you made? How many people are as curious about the hidden world as you are?" Dumbledore said slowly, but there was a sense of listening. As eager as gossip.

"Okay." Hosking nodded, organized the words in his mind, and then began to speak.

"The reason why I am curious about this hidden world originated from my childhood." He slowly pushed the boat, with memories in his eyes.

"I was living in Cornwall at the time, and my neighbor was a girl of the same age as me. Although we didn't know each other much, we met because of our age.

But the strange thing is that after I entered middle school, I never saw her again.

Out of curiosity, I asked my parents and was eventually told that she went to a boarding school far, far away.

At first, I naturally believed this answer. Because this is normal.

It wasn't until later during the holidays that I discovered something was wrong. She always looked at me, my parents, and even her own parents with a look of pity.

Later, I returned home and saw her mother covering her face and crying at my house, while my parents were comforting her. I finally realized something was wrong.

Maybe it’s because I’m nosy or because I’m stupid.

Anyway, I went to see her, and I asked her how she ended up like this, what kind of boarding school did she go to.

As a result, she just looked at me with crooked eyes, and then said that I and my parents are stupid and have no talent.

I exploded, I rushed over and scolded my parents, even if they were women, I would do the same.

She was punched by me, and then she suddenly pulled out a wooden stick from her pocket.

I wanted to laugh at first, but looking at the wooden stick, a feeling of being pointed at a gun inexplicably entered my mind.

Then I kicked her and ran away in a hurry.

Later, my parents took me to her house to apologize. Although I was reluctant, I did bow my head, and the matter seemed to have passed just like that.

However, after being frightened by that wooden stick, I have been observing her consciously or unconsciously during this holiday.

Owls would fly to her house, she seemed to stay at home every day, reading some strange books, she would wear weird robes, and I saw her waving the stick in her bedroom.

Strange - everything is strange!

But I can't find any concrete evidence of the weirdness.

Later, I gave up observing her and just thought she was crazy.

As a result, just a few days before the start of school, I suddenly developed a strange type of scabies, which could not be cured no matter how hard I treated it. "

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. Scars of accumulated melanin were spread all over his arms, making them look very ferocious.

“My gut tells me that’s what she did.

But later, because of my timidity and the fact that her parents became friendly with my parents after she left, and were even very nice to me, I stopped thinking about causing trouble for her.

But she, and this incident, really made me feel that there seemed to be something abnormal about this world.

Especially the next Christmas, I saw a black frog jumping out of her bedroom window - and the next day I picked up a cold chocolate frog in the snow! I even confirmed my suspicion.

Unfortunately, she left her home and her parents who she hated after she turned seventeen. "

As he spoke, Hosking gritted his teeth: "I still remember those weird words 'Muggle' and 'Mudblood' in her mouth."

"What's her name?" Hedlund suddenly asked curiously.

"Evonne Stone."

"Oh." Hedlund's mind turned around and he suddenly remembered: "When I was in first grade, she seemed to be a fifth grade Ravenclaw.

It seemed that they got into a fight because of a conflict with the female prefect of their college.

This incident is still fresh in my memory. "

"A fight started?"

"Yes." Hedlund nodded: "She seems to be talking about something. The reason why Professor Flitwick did not give him the position of prefect is because he is a Mudblood."

"Professor Flitwick is not that kind of person," Hermione said unhappily.

Harry nodded: "I call myself a Mudblood. It's right that she didn't get this position."

He doesn't like guys who forget their roots and are self-deprecating.

"So, you really are."

"Yes, friend." Mu En nodded gently, hoping to suppress the other party's excitement. The other party was so excited that he repeated these words more than once.

"Okay, let's continue talking." Mu En said.

Hoskin nodded: "In short, I realized from her that there are still some hidden things in this world that ordinary people don't know.

Then I started to investigate, which is why I chose to study Onsacelt. I knew that if there really was such a hidden world, they would definitely be exposed in history. "

"Are there many people like you?"

"There are a lot of curious people." Hosking nodded: "Of course many people are curious about mysticism. However, there are only about ten people who can join my club and study and explore it in detail.

We all had similar experiences and had seen some strange things.

For example, there was a guy in elementary school who saw his classmate suddenly fly up. Another guy saw his cousin accidentally put his hand into a frying pan, and then nothing happened. "

"Magic riot." Mu En nodded: "This matter is indeed not within the monitoring scope of the Ministry of Magic. It is normal for someone to see it."

"Magic riot?" Hoskin's eyes lit up.

"It is the moment when the little wizard activates his abilities that are different from ordinary people under special circumstances. It usually occurs when he is emotionally excited, happy, angry, or encounters a special dangerous situation." Mu En explained.

"Then do I have a chance to become a wizard?"

"No." Mu En shook her head simply.

"But it doesn't mean that you can't be exposed to occult science. Psychic mediums and shamans have many methods that have nothing to do with themselves and only rely on secret knowledge to drive mysteries. I don't think there is any need to say more about this."

Even the potions courses in the lower grades of Hogwarts do not require the alchemist to be a wizard.

"But, if you want to pursue true transcendence, this is not the path for you." Mu En said.

"I don't want it." Hoskin shook his head hurriedly, even a little panicked.

"I just want to know if there is any medicine in this world that can cure my mother!!"

"Your mother? Medicine?" Harry raised his head, his eyes a little more serious. He was also the fastest to react among all the children here.

"Yes, little wizard." Hosking said: "My mother suffered from a serious neurological disease when I was in high school. Even if our family sold all the property and went to the best Wellington Hospital, there was nothing we could do. "

"So...it may be stupid for me to pin my hopes on this, but I really have no choice."

This is why Hosking works as a boatman here. He needs the money to support his family.

"Well, I'm not sure whether potions and medical magic can help you." Dumbledore spoke first, in front of Harry.

He recognized Harry's heart, but he was still an old guy here.

"But I think it's worth trying."

"Really?" Hoskin's hand left the boat pole and he was about to kneel down when an unknown force lifted him up again.

"But it doesn't come without a cost."

"I can do it, I can do it!!"

He didn't even think about it at all, he just kept tapping his chest with his hands and talking eagerly.

"You can do anything." Hosking said quickly.

"Don't worry, it's not an excessive request." Dumbledore smiled slightly and said, "First of all, keep it secret!"

"Do you remember what this gentleman just said? People who know our world will have their memories erased."

"I know, as long as my mother can be cured, it doesn't matter." Hoskin nodded quickly.

"No, no, no, what I mean is - you can't tell anyone about this, not even if you want to tell your mother later.

It is up to us to inform them of the specific situation at our discretion, while you need to remain silent.

Otherwise, knowing that there are too many people in the wizarding world will only attract people from the Ministry of Magic. "

"Okay." Hosking nodded.

"Also, let me introduce him to you now, Hells Hedlund. An outstanding student who has just graduated from our school.

He currently plans to come here to continue his educational journey.

But because he, and even us, may not be so understanding and adaptable to the customs here.

In order to avoid some accidents, I think he may need a friend here.

I don’t know, would you like to? ! "

Hosking was stunned for a moment, and after thinking twice, he finally understood the meaning of Dumbledore's words.

"I do!" he said loudly, even attracting some side glances from some tourists on the shore.

Then he looked at Hedlund and said, "I'll take you with you. I can arrange all your food, clothing, and transportation. If you have anything, you can come to me."

Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Hedlund.

"Thank you, Principal Dumbledore." Hedlund quickly bowed his head and thanked him.

'headmaster? ! ’

The worries in Hawkins's heart were suddenly reduced by the calls he heard here.

After all, Dumbledore hadn't mentioned the real price at all until now. It was impossible to say that he didn't have any worries and doubts in his heart.

"Okay, let's put this matter to rest first, and let's continue our journey." Dumbledore said.

The next trip can be said to be the moment when Hosking has been most exposed to magic in his life so far.

With moving magical photos, the children talked unabashedly about the magical school of magic, Hogwarts, the wands in their hands, and some things and rules in the wizarding world.

It's not much information, but it really makes the magical world in Hawkins' mind come alive.

He also learned that the kind-hearted principal could send his mother to a magic hospital called St. Mango for treatment if conventional magic potions didn't work.

Looking at this happy scene, the worry in his heart dropped again.

If it weren't for the previous agreement with Principal Dumbledore, he would have wanted to swim directly to the shore, and then run to the school's public phone to report home that there was hope for his mother's illness.

After the trip to Cam River, he also took the initiative to serve as a tour guide, leading Mu En and his group to visit Cambridge.

He even told Hedlund that if he had time in the future, he could take him to participate in some open courses and student competitions in various colleges on campus, so that he could get to know the place quickly.

Soon, it was evening. After leaving the address, the group returned to London and said goodbye to Hoskin.

On the streets of London, the children were still talking about what they had seen today. Draco was pulling Harry and asking him where he could buy superhero comic books and movies.

Moon looked at Dumbledore: "So, do you have any idea about the person on the locket?"

"Not yet." Dumbledore shook his head: "Take your time."

"Then next, you have to go back to Moonlight——"

"Woof woof woof!!"

Suddenly, there was barking from the street.

Several people turned around, only to see a big black dog standing across the street, howling at them, and looking left and right at the vehicles, apparently preparing to cross over.

Harry's eyes lit up and he immediately recognized the identity of the big black dog: "It's Sirius."