Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Kate from the third grade accepted an interview with this newspaper. As a student, I think he is somewhat convincing on this matter. Mona from the fifth grade sent a letter to this newspaper. As of the first report, the author wrote it. As of this writing, three days have passed.

In the past three days, this newspaper has continued to receive letters from Hogwarts students one after another, which is surprising.

It is reported that Moon Jones has only been a teacher for one year, but he has already been loved by many students.

We even received a letter from Kelbourne, the former Care of Magical Creatures teacher at Hogwarts. It is not difficult to see from this that perhaps the previous speculations are just one-sided opinions of well-intentioned people. "

Not to mention the article was surprised, Mu En was also surprised herself.

Have any students written letters to the Daily Prophet?

As he spoke, he unfolded the letter on the side. The earliest newspaper every day, before it was published, would be sent to Moonlight Castle together with Rita's personal letter, in which Rita would describe to him in detail what happened and the future. The direction you want to report.

Rita is scared, so she has to be cautious.

Judging from the letter, it turned out to be true.

However, if Mu En and Rita had never met each other, I'm afraid the other party's current report would be followed by "Did he threaten the children?"

Rather than defining things as they are now.

This is public opinion, which is news.

Thinking about it, he threw the letter into the fireplace and continued to read the newspaper.

The article about him came to an end quickly, followed by a report about Fudge.

“Fudge’s lies – did he live up to his election promise?!”

"What kind of place do we live in?"

"Sirius's whereabouts are still unknown, and the wizarding world is terrified - who is the one who needs to hide? Us?"

After casually sweeping the newspaper around, Mu En threw it into the fireplace.

Soon, the morning light came in from the window, and Harry walked downstairs. He was wearing a black formal suit. To be honest, it didn't quite match the temperament of a young man, but he looked a bit old-fashioned.

But today is a special day.

They were going to Regulus's funeral.

Time passed for a while, and half an hour after they had finished breakfast, Hermione came, wearing a long black dress.

"Let's go." Moon stood up, turned the doorknob, and came outside Hogwarts.

Walking out of Hogsmeade, we came to a hillside. The sun was just right, and the cold morning wind caused ripples on the grass.

This is a rare good day.

The pure white marble coffin was placed in the mountains, and on the peak next to him was the tomb of Aurelius.

"Mu En, thank you for coming." Sirius came over to shake my hand. He had shaved off his beard, his hair was neatly combed, and he was wearing a dark ancient robe.

"Harry, it's nice to meet you. I'm sorry I didn't notice it on your birthday a few days ago."

Harry waved his hands repeatedly, his birthday? He even forgot about it.

"No, this is just a trivial matter." He said quickly.

"I'm glad you can come, Miss Granger, and so are you." Then Sirius asked doubtfully: "Is Draco coming?"

He hated Lucius, they knew each other. But for Draco, Sirius felt very complicated, and sometimes even made Sirius feel that the world was strange.

At the same time, he had to separate Draco from the Malfoy family and make inquiries.

"He might not be able to come," Harry said.

Sirius nodded and said nothing more.

On Kreacher's side, he was greeting Mu En respectfully, staring at his leather shoes with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to crawl over and rush over to express his respect.

"Kreacher, good morning." Hermione greeted him.

Kreacher glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head: "Good morning, dear little master."

His lips muttered in a place invisible to others: "Damn mudblood who is looking for trouble, delaying me from expressing my loyalty to Master Jones."

"Little Master?" Hermione only cared about these words.

Sirius came over and explained: "I ordered him to treat you two as his little masters from now on. If I die unexpectedly and there is no one else in the Black family, he will be inherited by you."

"Huh?" Harry was very surprised.

Hermione just wanted to walk over and help Kreacher up from his bent waist: "Oh, I'm not a master, Kreacher, you don't need to be like this, we can be friends."

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of excitement.

"Friend, friend! Little master, mudblood, why do you want to slander me and humiliate me like this!!"

Mu En looked at this messy scene and held her forehead helplessly.

Soon, another group of people walked out of Hogsmeade, all with red hair. Harry recognized them at a glance, and the other party also recognized them, and several figures trotted towards them.

That was the Weasley family. The two brothers and Ron ran over and were surprised to see Harry and Hermione.

Then, they were even more frightened by Sirius.

"Mommy mommy!!"

"Quiet, Ron, don't yell."

Then Ron saw his father walking up and gave the wanted criminal in the newspaper a deep hug.

"Long time no see," Sirius said.

"Long time no see. We already know everything. You suffered."

Arthur patted him on the back, then turned around and explained: "Children, I want you to stay quiet. First of all, stop your little thoughts. This is Sirius Black, my comrade in arms during the mysterious man period. !”

Ron felt ridiculous, while Ginny felt the same secret and exciting feeling as her two twin brothers who jumped out of control, as if she had participated in some secret operation.

The children greeted Sirius one by one before looking at the others.

A young man with red hair and broad arms walked towards Moon, with a little disbelief in his eyes: "Are you Professor Moon Jones?"

"It's me." Moon had already recognized him, Charlie Weasley.

"It's been three years since we last said goodbye in the mountains of Norway." Mu En shook hands with him.

Charlie looked in disbelief: "The world is really wonderful. I'm glad to meet you. It's a pity that I haven't taken your class."

Mu En has heard stories about the Weasley children, and she doesn’t know whether to say they have good genes or great education. In short, from the current point of view, the Weasley children are all extremely outstanding.

"I think you are worthy of my class. Your performance back then was already amazing enough."

Harry couldn't stand Ginny's fiery eyes. Fortunately, Fred and George came up and asked him about what was happening in the Muggle world. Harry had invited them before, but they were in Egypt at the time.

Soon, the two Dumbledore brothers arrived, and Nagini got up with them.

During the conversation, they soon learned the story of Regulus and couldn't help but feel sad.

Then came some of the professors and staff of Hogwarts, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, and Flitwick. They were all trustworthy people around Dumbledore, and some were even not surprised to see Sirius, such as Snape.

Moon also saw a new face, Mad-Eye Moody, and Kingsley from the Auror office.

They were all the former backbone of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Kingsley, I remember you didn't ask me for leave today." Scrimgeour's voice sounded, startling Kingsley. He turned around stiffly: "Director, why are you here?"

In his opinion, this was a bit too magical.

"Alastor is here, why can't I show up here." Scrimgeour shook his head, then walked towards Moon and began to talk in detail about what happened recently.

Sirius and Scrimgeour shook hands politely, and then looked at Moon with some uncertainty: "Jones, the person you said could help Regulus clear his name."

"Oh, it's not Scrimgeour." Moon shook her head, then took out her pocket watch and looked around: "She's not here yet."

"On the other hand, she has recently been using your story to attack Fudge. This is my instruction. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not." Sirius shook his head quickly.

It was at this moment that a woman with wavy blond hair, thick red lips, and a swaying walk came.

"Rita Skeeter?!" Kingsley looked at the approaching woman in surprise: "Why is she here? The minister was so angry recently because of her report."

Scrimgeour looked at Kingsley and didn't say much. The minister was furious? Isn't that a good thing?

As she said that, Rita had already walked closer, and even heard the other party's talking.

"But she has indeed become somewhat humane recently. Could it be that after becoming the editor-in-chief, her conscience discovered her?"

That's Moody's assessment.

Rita adjusted her toad glasses awkwardly, then said hello to Mu En before facing the others.

Soon, the funeral began. Without too much red tape, Sirius went up first and gave a speech, telling everyone in detail the story of what happened to Regulus.

Molly's eyes were filled with tears. Even if it was not the first time that Hermione heard the other person's story, her eyes would inevitably become wet.

"I didn't expect it to be true." Moody pulled down his magic eye and wiped the tears from it. He rarely shed tears, but for such heroic deeds, he could not help but feel sadness and respect in his heart.

Rita pretended to be sad. She did not dare to show her indifference in front of Mu En, but the automatic quill pen writing furiously aside had exposed the focus of her mind.

"This will be a serious blow to the Death Eater community." She thought to herself.

"When the newspapers are released, I will send them to Azkaban." Scrimgeour also thought this way.

Later, Moon and Dumbledore were invited to give speeches. He didn't have much to say, but his brief praise also came from the heart.

"Death just crosses the world, like friends across oceans. They still live in each other's hearts because they must exist, that love and life are everywhere. In this sacred mirror, they look at each other face to face and talk freely , frank and innocent. This is the consolation of friends. Although it is said that they are all going to die, their deeds and names will live on forever."

Then came the burial.

In the afternoon, the funeral ended. After gathering his emotions, Mu En also discussed some recent events with Dumbledore.

The mother of the young man from Cambridge has been placed in St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Dumbledore revealed to Moon that he intended to invite the young man to be an exchange student at Hogwarts in the future.

But the environment here may be a bit repulsive to the other party, causing him to still be hesitant.

Hedlund has moved out of his home and lives in Cambridge, participating in daily city activities and studying basic education.

Then Mu En talked about the issue of subsequent Horcruxes.

"This is a troublesome thing." Dumbledore couldn't help but feel confused.

"If we continue to look for Horcruxes according to the context of Riddle's growth environment, it seems to have come to an end." Dumbledore said: "His ambition was clearly revealed early on. He had his own goals when he was very young. After that, My life and direction are all heading towards this goal, so I guess there aren’t many commemorative events worthy of being used as Horcruxes.”

"I'm even guessing whether the Horcruxes have ended here. In addition to Slytherin's locket, there are currently two known to us, the diary and..."

Mu En thought for a while and looked at the castle in the distance.

"No, if you look at it from this point of view, Riddle only made two Horcruxes with his own hands. And even if it was Potter, his soul was only divided four times. There is no reason why he would be so weak that he would cling to Quirrell. The kind of miserable situation. And"

With that said, Moon told Dumbledore what Harry saw when the Horcrux was destroyed.

"This" Dumbledore fell into thinking.

"It sounds like a place where life and death meet," Dumbledore said. "In reality, I can't imagine that such a place exists. And in the story of the poet Beedle, there seems to be a similar story."

"Is there any?" Mu En looked confused. The poet Beedle not only passed down the story of the Three Sacred Artifacts, but also other stories?

No matter what Moon thinks, at least Dumbledore is willing to believe: "In a pure white world, Riddle still has that pale and broken body. I think it is very reasonable that it corresponds to his broken soul."

"." Mu En still had some doubts.

"Believe it first." Dumbledore blinked: "Then verify it."

"Well, when you have time, go down and see if there really is such a world." Mu En shrugged and smiled. Judging from Dumbledore's speech at the funeral just now, he does have his own unique views on death. This is true. Quite interesting.

but

Suddenly someone came to mind.

"Maybe I can indeed believe it." Mu En smiled mysteriously: "I know who to ask about the authenticity of this matter."

"Who?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"An old guy, a real old guy, at least a few thousand years old." Mu En said with a smile.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up: "Where is he?"

"Greece."

Dumbledore looked into the castle. He thought Moon was talking about ghosts.

But he could indeed ask the ghosts to see if he could get some information.