Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Increase in strength?" Ron's eyes moved back and forth between Harry and the stone, and hesitantly said, "Isn't this very important for wizards?"

"Well, maybe it's important in the professor's eyes?" Harry was also a little uncertain.

"In his eyes, even if you don't need to have a strong and brave strength, you should at least have a healthy body."

As he said, he lifted the stone again.

Lightning crackled on his arms, and then gradually penetrated his whole body.

But after a while, his muscles fell into spasms, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

He put the stone back to its original position until he couldn't hold on any longer.

"How do we repair and rebuild this thing?" Ron asked again.

"Maybe we can pile the stones up again." Harry said, and put a large stone on the gap in the tower closest to him.

Blue lightning flashed, and the wall quickly began to heal itself.

"Like this."

Ron nodded, and then looked at the empty ceiling again.

"It looks like this is a big problem."

"Okay." Ron nodded, and followed Harry's example, imitating Harry's movements and began to move the stone.

Time passed slowly.

While Harry felt the changes in his body, he thought about the [process rewards] of other tests in his mind.

At Professor Snape's place, it is known that the condition for obtaining [Demon] is to make an antidote that can resist his poison.

In other words, that antidote may be the process reward.

So what will be the process reward at Professor McGonagall's place?

[Trial].

And at [Hanged Man], according to the normal process of the Hanged Man, you have to make a sacrifice and accept the torture of being hung upside down.

What will you get from this link?

While thinking, suddenly, Ron next to him suddenly smashed the big stone on the ground, and the whole person crawled, as if there was something foreign in his chest, which was agitated to rush out.

The next moment, he shrugged forward, accompanied by a violent cough, and a large amount of thick black blood sprayed out from his mouth and nose.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

"What is this?" Ron looked at the things on the ground in a panic.

"Maybe it's a disease." Harry said, waving his hand, a cleaning spell appeared, sweeping away the dirt on the ground.

Ron took a long time to relax, stood up again, and his nose twitched.

"Phew, I feel... breathing is much smoother." He said.

"It's good news." Harry nodded.

Time passed slowly, the moon moved from one end to the other, and Harry and Ron worked together to finally fill the last piece of the dome.

At this moment, the hair of both of them exploded, their hands were charred, but their pupils were bright, as if there were flashes of lightning.

The whole tower began to shake, and a moment later, accompanied by a buzzing sound, Professor Dumbledore walked up.

"Well done, kids." He looked around: "It's not easy, is it?"

"I think it's okay." Ron said a little embarrassedly: "Although it hurts, I'm in good condition."

"Being able to endure pain is better than many people." Dumbledore said: "More importantly, you didn't fight."

"Fight?" Ron's tone was a little puzzled.

Harry just smiled and didn't say much.

The old bee's face didn't show any expression, but from his two hums, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Logically, if I want to win, the best way is to hinder your repair." Harry explained.

"Why?" Ron looked puzzled.

"Because if you sacrifice, I will win without fighting."

After listening to Harry's explanation, Ron finally reacted.

Then he shook his head: "Well, I didn't think of this level, but it doesn't matter, I have gained enough."

"A very good attitude." Dumbledore praised.

"But." As he said, a card appeared in his hand.

The moment Harry saw this thing, he knew that Hermione had failed.

In Ron's disappointed eyes, Dumbledore really handed the card to Harry.

"Sure enough." Ron shook his head, and he felt incredibly sorry for Draco.

Harry took the [Tower], thanked the old bee, and then walked downstairs while observing the card.

[Tower]: Convert a non-lethal damage to yourself into a power of the same type, and you can choose the attack/defense means yourself.

A good card.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that this was much better than the Hanged Man.

A moment later, he really saw the lost Hermione downstairs.

"I failed." She shook her head bitterly: "I can't convince Professor Dumbledore at all.

I think if it were you or Draco, there would be a chance."

"It seems that this idea is reasonable, which is a good thing, isn't it?" Harry said.

"Besides, the cards are in our hands after all."

"Okay." Hermione nodded, and then looked at Ron behind Harry.

"Don't worry about me." Ron waved his hand and tried to smile.

Harry looked back at Ron and couldn't help but said, "Why don't we go together?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, although I can't help much, but I will try my best to escort you to the cabin."

"No, no, no." Harry shook his head: "Let's not go to the cabin for the time being." Harry said.

"Ah?" Ron looked at Harry with wide eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Of course, let's try to see if we can get other cards." Harry said, twirling the [Tower] with his fingers, and another [Moon] was revealed in front of Ron's eyes.

Only then did Ron remember what Draco had said to him.

Well he admitted that he was in a daze at that point.

"Then let's go." Ron nodded: "Maybe Malfoy is still waiting for you down there."

"Let's go."

With that said, a group of three people walked down.

Ron was right, Draco was indeed waiting for the three of them below.

However, he sat on the edge of the corridor window, one foot hanging out of the window, looking at the night outside Hogwarts.

It seemed that he ignored the footsteps of the three people.

Under the window sill, there is a magic book, a lizard stem, and a pendant.

All three are spell casters.

"Ah, you guys are so slow." He turned his head and said slowly. The moonlight sprinkled in the corner of the window behind him and fell on his golden hair. The wind blew over and blew his hair——

"Alas alas"

The wind was a bit strong, causing him to stagger and almost fall out of the window.

After stabilizing himself, he quickly jumped out of the window.

"You guys are really slow." He said, turning over his hand, and two cards appeared in his hand.

[Pentacles·Acolyte] and [Strength].

"Power?" Harry raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Draco in surprise.

"That's right." Draco was very satisfied with Harry's expression and said triumphantly: "This is Slytherin's [power], and it seems natural for me to get it."

"Oh." Harry nodded in admiration: "It's amazing."

Draco's head almost reached the ceiling.

Such praise is very useful to him.

"What about the Attendant of Pentacles?"

"The Star Coin represents a prompt. With my ingenuity, I analyzed the information contained in the prompt, and then won the [Power] on my own."

As he spoke, he looked at Ron.

"What about you? Ronald."

"I'm sorry." Ron said sheepishly.

"No, I know you definitely didn't get the [Tower]. What I mean is, did you climb the steps before Harry Potter?" Draco asked.

He really didn't have high expectations for Ron in the first place.

"Um, yes." Ron looked at Harry uncertainly.

"Very beautiful." Draco nodded with satisfaction: "At least I have won a round."

Harry smiled helplessly, and then asked what happened in the entire arena while he and others were completing the tower.

Meanwhile, off the field.

Jordan's roar resounded throughout the duel arena!

"Gentlemen and ladies, the sun is about to rise and the game is about to come to a close.

With the concerted efforts of Beauxbatons, our ninth warrior successfully arrived at Rubeus Hagrid's hut and left this interesting arena! ! "

At the same time, applause and cheers broke out.

Fleur suddenly left the field, and the sudden dazzling light made her eyes sting.

The cheers in her ears immediately overwhelmed her, leaving the witch who was in that weird Hogwarts a second ago at a loss.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her scorching gaze.

Madame Maxime was still so decent. She stood beside Fleur, her generous hand gently placed on Fleur's back.

"Well done, our [Priestess]." She smiled: "Come here first, children. There is a rest room for the warriors here, and Madam Pomfrey will check your health."

"Okay, madam." Fleur nodded repeatedly.

Fleur followed Madam Maxime's footsteps and soon came to a door below the arena. After passing through, there was a warm tent inside.

"Sister!" Gabrielle ran over and immediately fell on Fleur.

"Oh my God, I was so scared when I saw a magic spell flying over you when you were singing." Gabrielle said quickly.

"Fortunately, the other Beauxbatons brothers and sisters resisted the curse for you, so that you could sing the Mermaid Song completely and successfully obtain the [Priestess]."

"Yes, I'm very grateful to them too." Fleur patted Gabrielle on the shoulder: "I'm fine."

As she said that, she also saw the school nurse of Hogwarts walking over.

"Girl, are you okay? Let us check." Madam Pomfrey's words were gentle, but her tone was unquestionable.

Already starting to pull Furong to go for a physical examination.

"I'm fine, ma'am."

However, what Fleur didn't know was that at Hogwarts, not even Dumbledore could make Madam Pomfrey give up her responsibility for the safety of a student.

Even if this person is not a Hogwarts student.

After some inspection, she was finally released and went to the player lounge with Mrs. Maxim.

Just when Mrs. Maxim walked in, the two students stood up.

They are all from Beauxbatons.

This is a huge tent, very warm. Currently, there are eleven people resting here.

"You can rest here first, or you can go out to relax first. You can also watch the game from here." Mrs. Maxim pointed to the curtain.

"After the game is over, you will get the next step here."

"Okay, ma'am." Fleur responded.

After Madam Maxime gave two more instructions, she also walked out of the tent.

The two Beauxbatons students were a boy and a girl. After Madam Maxime left, they hurried to greet them.

"Dracule, are you the [Priestess]?"

"Yes." Fleur nodded: "What about you?"

"I am the [Lover], I got it from the unicorn." The Beauxbatons girl said.

"[Sun]" The male student said concisely, and after confirming what card Delacour was, he returned to his seat, put on the eye mask, and lay down comfortably.

"I got it from the Hufflepuff teacher, in the greenhouse." The girl whispered.

"Where are the others?" Fleur looked at the lounge again, a little unhappy.

There are only three Beauxbatons students here so far.

And there are five students from Hogwarts.

"That tall Hufflepuff boy is the Hanged Man.

The round-faced fourth-year Gryffindor student is the Death God.

The two red-haired twins received the Justice of the Gryffindor Common Room and the Magician of the Ravenclaw Headmaster.

And the girl next to the twins received the Judgement of the Gryffindor Headmaster.

There is another one, the strong Slytherin man in the infirmary, who is the Chariot, and the most seriously injured student so far."

Fleur remembered that person. During her time at Hogwarts, everyone basically recognized the warriors of the other two schools.

"Is it the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team?" Fleur was a little surprised, and raised her hand to cover her slightly open lips: "I think he is very powerful, how come he is so seriously injured?"

"Um, it seems that he was injured by his chariot." The girl said embarrassedly: "Not injured in battle."

"Oh, okay." Fleur nodded, and then focused her attention on the other three Durmstrang students.

"What are they?"

"I don't know." The girl shook her head: "I only know one [Wheel of Fortune], which comes from the Centaur tribe.

There is another one, who is now in the infirmary, and his injuries are comparable to that of the big Slytherin."

"Is it a wound from the battle this time?"

"No." The girl shook her head again, her mouth twitching slightly: "That person is [Temperance]."

"Temperance? Survived five violent conflicts without any props?"

"Yes." The girl nodded: "That person joined forces with other classmates. He walked in the open and provoked and mocked people when he saw them, letting others beat him.

When the beating was halfway, his companions ran out and eliminated or drove the opponent away.

This repeated five times, and the man finally got [Temperance] when he was dying. Then he was sent out by his friends together."

"Is there such a way??"

"It's amazing, right." The girl nodded.

It took Furong a long time to digest it before she calmed down the shock caused by this way of winning.

Then, her eyes wandered around.

"Where's Harry Potter?"

"The savior?" The girl frowned: "He hasn't come out yet."

"Not come out? How is it possible?!" Fleur was puzzled: "He should have won long ago."

"That's right." The girl nodded: "Just when you came out just now, he had already got the second card."

"The second card? What is he going to do?" Fleur was surprised.

"He looks like he wants more."

At this moment, a sudden magnificent roar resounded throughout the tent.

Then came Jordan's commentary.

"The dragon awakens, the sun is about to rise - gentlemen and ladies, the final stage of the game is about to begin.

This interesting Hogwarts is about to fall asleep in the sunlight.

This will be a great opportunity for the warriors to launch their creative ideas.

But at the same time, every warrior will be exposed to the light and can no longer hide.

Hunter, or prey!

Let's wait and see!"