Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

The night sky was clear, and the girl in front of Mu En, like a child who had done something wrong, lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at him.

"Let's take a walk." Mu En said.

"Good Mr. Jones." She nodded timidly.

Afterwards, the two walked on the green hillside towards Aurelius's tomb.

"You come out a lot lately," Mu En said.

Nagini slowed down and gradually came behind Mu En, like a follower.

"Yes, sir." She nodded, dragging the shovel weakly, making scratches on the grass, and then the grass stood up strong again.

Gradually, they came to the hillside.

Next to Aurelius's tombstone, there was a large pit. They were very close to each other, as if someone was planning to rob the tomb.

"Why are you doing this?" Moon asked, and he turned around: "Nagini, you don't need to be so nervous, just like I said, it's just a chat, and I said it a long time ago, you don't need to Have any regrets towards me!"

"I'm nothing. I'm just."

"Let me boast, you will never find a confidant as good as me and Sindel. First of all, we are similar in age. We are not like children who cannot understand your thoughts, nor are we like Dumbledore - the two This person, unlike them, has the status of an elder.

And the most important thing is that you and I have nothing to do with each other, so you can tell me what you think without any burden. "

Nagini finally raised her head a little, and her pale face reflected the moonlight.

"That's not what I wanted to do." She whispered, slowly squatting down, then sitting on the grass, leaning weakly on Aurelius's tombstone.

"It's - her! She wanted to do this."

"She? Who is it?" Mu En stood beside her. Following her gaze, Mu En saw the Pig's Head Bar in the village below.

"Nagini, Nagini wanted to do this," she said. "I inherited her memory and I know this is what she wanted to do."

"."

Moon was silent. He once thought that he and Dumbledore had succeeded.

Now it seems that it could not have been more wrong.

The cold wind blew from the hillside, which was a bit unpleasant.

"You can live your own life." Mu En said.

"Me?" She smiled: "Who am I? Sir?"

"You are." Mu En's words were stagnant.

"Mr. Jones, please don't say that I am Nagini." She said with a smile: "I have tried, but every time I want to believe that I am her, the crack in my heart becomes bigger. , inevitable, like a vicious cycle, like Mr. Dumbledore’s pickled cucumbers that failed to pickle.”

"I'm not Nagini, I just used her body, her memory, and her broken soul to piece together a monster."

"Each of us is a monster." Mu En said.

"It's different." Nagini said, "At the very least, you have a father and a mother, and you are monsters who know where you come from, right?"

"You can have your own life." Moon hesitated for a while and said, "Aberforth will definitely be willing to support you, and so will Dumbledore."

"Life. Mr. Jones I don't understand what life is," she said with a smile.

"Mr. Jones. No, Professor!"

"Suppose. If I may die at any time, but I don't know the specific time, then how will I spend the next day?!"

As she said that, she turned around and said, "Professor, the answer to this assignment is - do what you want to do and love so that you don't waste every day, right?"

Mu En nodded: "Yes."

"So... what can I do? What should I do? What do I want to do?" She thought deeply, her long hair blocking her confused face because of the wind.

"It's okay, as long as it's what you want." Mu En said.

"But I don't know." She shook her head: "Sir, memory - memory is my past, which constitutes my personality, my view of the world, and my understanding of people. So... what about 'I' ?”

Her shoulders gradually shrugged, and her tone gradually trembled.

"'I'. I have no memory. All of 'my' memories belong to 'her'. My thoughts and my choices are inevitably affected by 'her'."

She choked up a little.

"What I'm doing now is what 'she' wants to do. Nagini doesn't know anyone in this world, and 'she' wants to accompany him. It's that simple."

"You can refuse." Mu En said stubbornly.

Yes, stubborn.

He found himself unable to be frank.

"But this is what I want to do, because 'I' is 'her', but - 'I' also want to have 'me', or... I can't tell the difference at all. I am burdened with this identity, and only this one identity.

But I know all the time that I am not Nagini. But I don't know, who am I?

Sometimes, I can't even tell the difference between my view of the world and the choices I make due to memory. I am me or I am her. But at least let me be one of them, whether it is 'me' or 'her' '."

Mu En kept staring at the grass, and then looked elsewhere, toward the castle or into the village.

"I will not teach you how to construct creatures with [souls], which are bad, because their nature is bad, so when writing stories, you have to do the opposite and praise love, humanity and other things."

Finally, he looked at his hands.

"Now, I want to do this myself - this is the only thing I want to do before death that I don't know when will come!

I want to help Nagini and accomplish what Nagini wants to do. " she said at last.

"Mr. Jones, I'm sorry, I failed you," she said at last.

"I'm the one who should say sorry." Mu En's voice appeared.

"I thought you were Nagini, because you have everything about her! And I actually know your thoughts now. This was what you had in mind when you refused Dumbledore and I's request to continue treatment. Bar."

"Yes." Nagini nodded.

"I think Aurelius would have wanted to see his father live a good life," she said.

Mu En thought about the changes that had taken place in the Pig Head Bar, the clean tables, clean cups, and clean handkerchiefs.

The room became brighter, and the guy finally smiled from time to time.

"If there really is a world of death and I can really see Nagini, I think she must be holding hands with Aurelius.

This is the only thing I want to see, the thing I see, is what my "self" thinks - I hope to see the two of them holding hands, smiling, and facing me in the afterlife. Take a bow and thank me for everything.

Professor, don't mind it - you just said you have nothing to do with me, so I beg you, let me go. "

The silent wind blew across the top of the mountain. I don’t know how long it had passed, but time seemed to have stopped.

"I'm sorry, I did something stupid."

"You created something beautiful, Professor." Nagini smiled: "You made Mr. Aberforth's dream come true, so that Nagini could be buried with her lover."

"I created you."

"I'm just a 'thing' used to realize dreams." She smiled, as if to say, 'Sir, there is nothing wrong with what you did!'

"You see, I don't have my own thoughts, I don't have my own memories, and I don't have my own choices and thoughts. Me? I'm just a tool. I'm not even a human being, professor, you don't need to think too much.

If you feel in a bad mood, then I can only regret to tell you that it is caused by your world view. You are too kind, which was something that would not be tolerated in Nagini's previous circus and the previous Grindelwald era. "

"Then how are you going to tell Aberforth and the others?" Mu En hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"I will tell them, this is what I, Nagini, want to do, I love Aurelius, so I want to accompany him, professor, you know, this world has nothing to do with me , yes, neither me nor Nagini.

We have no need for any remembrance in this world.

This also proves that I am not a qualified creature, doesn't it? I don't even have the desire to live. "She continued to comfort Mu En.

"Only those who have nothing will have no memory of this world." Mu En said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for creating you."

Nagini shrugged, saying more would have no effect.

"Then, I'll start what I want to do." Nagini stood up from the ground.

"Professor, bless me." She smiled and stopped looking at Mu En.

"I am going to do the only thing I want to do now, and I will do it until the day I die! What is this called? A dream, right?

I'm really doing a good job in your class and your homework. "

"Yes." Mu En nodded and looked at the figure who was busy digging a grave for himself.

His gaze shifted to the tombstone.

"Here lies Aurelius Dumbledore, who faithfully wished to be buried near his father."

Below, there is another small line that is not so standard, and there is no chiseled handwriting. It seems to be just a few traces left by simply writing with stone.

Mu En knelt down and gently touched the tombstone with her hand.

The evening breeze blew by, and Nagini wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Professor, you still"

Turning around, she was alone on the mountain at night at some point.

Then, her eyes were attracted by the writing on the tombstone.

"Here lies Aurelius Dumbledore, who faithfully wished to be buried near his father.

His lover Nagini also wanted to sleep with him here. "

Time flew by, and in the next half month, nothing seemed to happen.

Little Barty disappeared, as if after killing his father, he had fulfilled his wish and left the entire magical world.

Harry quit the Divination class and took Arithmancy instead. Professor Trelawney was really unreliable, and after he took the initiative, quite a few young wizards also dropped out of the Divination class.

Of course, Professor Trelawney is not a vegetarian. Her trickery has already gained many fans, who firmly believe in the power of divination.

There are also Slytherins among them.

Draco said that he wanted to stand in front of those idiots and ask them if they could predict whether his next slap would hit them.

To be honest, Harry rarely agreed with Draco's thoughts.

Of course, it was just the thought of the slap, not approval of the move.

At the end of September, on the weekend, Harry got a letter.

After reading the letter, Harry's face was full of doubts.

This is the letter Uncle Mu En gave him. In the letter, he was invited to go to the Pig Head Bar tonight.

Not to mention the non-compliance, the person invited was not Hermione, but Draco.

Simply.

"Draco!" Harry shouted.

"What's wrong?" Draco looked up. He was using the Quidditch maintenance tool box to apply tung oil on his Firebolt.

"I'm going out tonight." Harry said, handing the letter to the other party.

"Invitation from Nagini——"

Draco smiled.

"She remembers me!"

Harry glanced at him. This guy had always had different feelings about this big sister.

"How strange," said Harry.

But at night, when they arrived at the Pig Head Bar, they discovered that something was wrong.

The atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.

Not many people came, and the bar was not open, so there were only a few people.

"The last two children have arrived." Nagini clapped her hands and led them inside.

"Miss Nagini, what is this??"

"I'm going on a long trip," Nagini said, "so I want to finally hold a farewell party for the people I know."

As she spoke, she handed two glasses of butterbeer to the hands of the two children.

Harry looked around. There were two Dumbledores here, as well as Professor Flitwick, Professor Lupin, and Hedlund, who had a relationship with Miss Nagini.

All in all, there were very few people.

And there were no smiles on everyone’s faces.

Then, his eyes fell on Uncle Mu En.

Mu En showed a smile and nodded: "Let's play, even if you drink two sips of wine today, I can pretend that I didn't see you."

Lu Ping choked and joked: "You guys are really weird. You don't care about school violence or fans, but you are the most strict about drinking."

The wizarding world didn't understand the joke, but Harry did.

But it's still strange. Uncle Mu En's joke is not funny here.

It's like looking for something to talk about.

"Let's play. Nagini is about to start a new journey." Dumbledore looked at the two children with a smile and raised his glass to them from a distance.

Hedlund stood next to him, and it seemed that the two of them were discussing college matters before Harry and the others came in.

Nagini walked to Moon's side and looked at the not-crowded bar.

"What a nonsense." Mu En said.

"Such a move may be easier for people to accept." Nagini said: "I don't want me to leave with a smile, but the person who sends me away is sad and unhappy."

"." Mu En put her eyes on Dumbledore, sighed, and could only smile.

"Did he encourage you to do this?"