Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Okay, Mu En feels that she has spoken too much.

There is a rare and strange sense of words.

"Trouble, the Dark Mark and Voldemort are related. If they run towards each other, they will get together quickly." Dumbledore said.

Mu En waved his hand: "I don't care. I'll go take a look at his house. Maybe I can find clues to the Horcrux."

As he said that, he looked at the house elf: "Your little master, do you have any secrets?"

"It's impossible for Twinkle to tell you anything!" she replied stubbornly.

Mu En turned to look at Old Batty.

"This is an order, say everything! Any! Everything!" Old Batty said.

"My master"

"Has Little Barty ever said anything about Horcruxes, or attached great importance to a certain object in your home, or the address he often pays attention to, whether it is nearby, or he will talk about it in his sleep, and there are other examples. The moment when I lost my mind and recalled something after seeing something in newspapers and books." Mu En asked carefully.

Twinkle was forced to start thinking. After a moment, she said carefully, "There is a book and a pendant."

"Take me there." Mu En turned around, opened the door, and left with the house elf.

In the cabin, Old Barty looked at Dumbledore: "Professor, Mr., you know me. In the darkest period, I never took refuge in a mysterious person."

"Don't worry." Dumbledore helped him up, his eyes flashing blue: "Let's talk, Barty, don't be too nervous."

Crouch Mansion, second floor, in a bedroom.

The smell of decay emerged from it, and Shining reluctantly walked in with Mu En. Behind him, two big patron saint cats jumped in as briskly as if they were walking on the moon, and there were more walking towards other rooms. .

Xingxing looked at these cats, they were all naughty and restless animals, and she was too angry to say anything about them entering the little master's bedroom.

"Sir, this is what the little master likes more." Shining said, first pointing to a book.

Mu En picked it up and took a look.

《Mein kampf》

For research reasons, Mu En had to read the book at a glance, but unfortunately, there were no effective clues.

"What else? The pendant you mentioned." Mu En put down the book. Turning his head, he saw a copper pendant shining with a dull golden light in Shining's hand.

She just spread her hands like this. As soon as Mu En stretched out her hand, she took it back in fear.

Then, Mu En spread her hand, and a moment later, Shining handed him a pendant with resistance.

Under the pendant is a small prismatic box, nothing special, and it doesn't have the disgusting smell of black magic.

Pressing the knob, the lid of the box popped open, and there was only a photo of a blond woman inside.

"Master, they always say that the little master has been brainwashed by a mysterious person. But the little master actually always remembers the mistress." Shining said, and the next moment, she started banging her head against the wall: "Bad Shining, you deserve to die You beast, what do you mean by this!"

"Your mistress, according to burial logic, there should be a tomb outside, right?" Mu En asked.

"No, no." Twinkle shook her head.

Mu En turned her head in surprise: "He was still in love just now, but now there isn't even a grave outside the prison?"

"No, Master, Master was very busy at that time, busy with work in the department." Shining said.

"That's true." Mu En returned the pendant to Shining, and the little guy laughed happily.

She was not as sad as she appeared, and the little master was free, which was a good thing. As for what the little master will bring, whether it is good or bad.

What does it matter if she is a house elf?

only

Bang bang bang——

"Bad Twinkle, Bad Twinkle, the master's affairs have been exposed, and you are still laughing, you heartless beast!!"

Winky speaks much more directly than Kreacher.

After punishing herself, she asked again: "Sir, what do you mean by 'that's true'."

"That's true. If I were little Barty, the first thing I would do when I came out would be to kill old Barty." Mu En said, and then walked downstairs. A group of cats gathered in almost every corner of the living room, such as the sofa and the coffee table. There are two on the large reception table and on the chandelier. They are insubstantial and can run and jump very well.

At the same time, Dumbledore also came back with old Barty.

"Mr. Jones," he said.

Dumbledore shook his head vaguely at Moon, and Moon returned the same look.

Nothing was found.

Mu En turned the ring in her hand, and after a moment, there was an echo from the ring.

"Wait a moment, I asked Scrimgeour to come over." Moon said, sitting on the sofa and looking at Dumbledore: "So now."

"I don't know." Dumbledore was also a little helpless. He pushed up his glasses and said, "The next step is for me to deal with the Lestrange family. She must have put her memory in a fixed, safe place to erase her memory." The place!"

"As for the current situation, I hope you can promote relevant border martial law and security inspections."

"What am I pushing for? Sirius's matter has already made the current inspection strict enough." Mu En waved his hand indifferently. He had never actively manipulated his power in the Ministry of Magic.

"Be stricter!" Dumbledore had to say: "The individuals we face are different now!"

"Okay, okay." Mu En waved her hand.

Old Barty sat on the side. He looked at Moon, and then at Dumbledore.

"Sir. I. I may be able to help. I'm in charge of foreign affairs."

"You?" Mu En turned around.

"I forgot about you if you didn't speak." He raised his hand, and the ring in Old Batty's hand suddenly turned into a virtual state and fell off his fingertips, which was then recovered by him.

"I take back my previous thoughts, Barty." Mu En said: "I understand your struggle and embarrassment, and you want to walk on your own path. However, although I have not experienced it, at least I can barely understand it. .”

"However, you ruined everything, Barty. You are not a person who can be trusted. I can't cooperate with you."

"There is a road on the left, called career. There is a road on the right, called family. Many people have such contradictions and try their best to balance in the middle.

But you keep jumping sideways on the extreme edge of the two roads.

So I'm sorry, I really don't know how to trust that I can give you what I want to do. "

"I am a director, I can do it! I am useful, you invited me before. No, I hope to be able to help you, I really can." Old Batty trembled.

Mu En waved his hand: "I don't care that much. It's just whether the people regard those in power as a piece of rot, or whether they regard the entire Ministry of Magic as a piece of rot. At least for what I want to do, there is not much difference. Besides, .For me, not cooperating with you naturally has corresponding benefits.

So once again, sorry! Let's play by the rules. You yourself know how much trouble your son will be in when he goes out.

It's really strange. When you brought him out twelve years ago, you should have been mentally prepared to bear the consequences. "

As he said this, there was a continuous sound of air being drawn out from outside the door.

Scrimgeour is here.

"Actually, as long as you are on either side of the road and the road goes dark, I will have some slight recognition of you, just like when I knew you personally sent your son to prison." Mu En patted his knees and stood. Get up and walk towards the door.

"The dark night that cannot set, the sun that cannot rise. This state of turbidity and struggle is certainly impressive. Even from the perspective of a bystander, it is full of contradictions and beauty of human nature!"

"But morning and dusk are difficult to affect the world, Barty."

Scrimgeour walked up with doubts in his eyes: "Mr. Jones."

Mu En shook hands with him: "There is public opinion. Now this is political achievement!"

Scrimgeour looked at the back of his long-time colleague with some confusion.

Like an old dog whose spine has been whipped