Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

The wind rumbled through the corridor of Hogwarts, and the candles fluttered, but they would not go out.

It just made the corridor, which was already dark in the dim morning, even more erratic.

Draco followed Mu En, walking step by step, his eyes fixed on the existence in front of him, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath to ease the tension in his heart.

He admitted that he was a little hot-headed, but things had come to this point, and he had to go down this road.

"Mr. Jones!" Sindel happily walked through the door. She always did this. Every time Mu En hadn't approached the office, she seemed to have a sense that Mu En was almost there, and then she came out at the right time.

"Good morning." Mu En smiled and nodded.

"Good morning." Sindel said, her eyes fell on Draco: "It seems that our Mr. Malfoy has something on his mind?"

"Thought?" Muen turned his head with interest: "How did you tell?"

"If it was an academic matter, Mr. Malfoy would definitely not be so serious." Sindel said: "If the academic problem cannot be solved, then think about it yourself, or find another teacher.

So I guess this must be something outside of academics, and it is very important."

Muen nodded and walked into the office.

"Tell me, about the problem of dark magic? Could it be that someone cursed you?" He looked at Draco.

"No, not me." Draco shook his head repeatedly.

Then, under Muen's attention, Draco hesitated and asked a question first.

"Professor Jones, how much do you know about Miss Nagini?"

Muen was silent for a moment, and his expression was less relaxed than before.

Nagini, or should I say the existence with Nagini's memory, is a rare and irreparable mistake of Muen.

"Why are you asking this?" Moon said, "I remember she told you that she went out to travel, right?"

"No!" Draco said, "Professor, I have seen her grave, on the hillside outside Hogsmeade."

He raised his head and looked directly at Moon.

"Professor, she is dead, we all know it."

"I do know." Moon nodded, "You don't need to remind me, let's talk business, and you can sit down."

Moon actually doesn't mind talking about Nagini, he is not a person who avoids the past.

But talking to Draco?

That is really not necessary.

Draco sat opposite Mu En, his face flushed. He took several deep breaths before saying, "Professor. Are blood-cursed orcs really incurable?"

"Very interesting." Mu En leaned on the sofa and looked at Draco leisurely: "Do you have a blood curse in your family? What does this have to do with you?"

"I" Draco's words were stagnant for a moment, and then he said, "No, it's a friend of mine. She inherited the blood curse of their family."

"A very important friend?"

"Yes!" Draco nodded affirmatively: "I didn't think it was that important at first, at least I was trying to make myself forget about it. I persuaded myself in my heart that it had nothing to do with me."

"Then what?" Mu En spread his hands and motioned him to continue.

"Then. I succeeded, at least in the few days before the Christmas ball, I succeeded. I did force myself to forget about it." Draco said.

"Christmas ball." Mu En smiled.

"Professor, I know why you are laughing." Draco lowered his head and no longer dared to look directly at Mu En.

"That's what I advised myself. I said, 'Draco, you are only fifteen years old. You will definitely forget the things and people you think are important now when you grow up. Why care so much? Just pretend that the curse doesn't exist.'"

"It sounds like you failed after the Christmas ball." Muen said.

"Yes." Draco nodded, and he looked at the table in a daze.

"I think if I really ignore it, I will definitely regret it when I grow up. Because I can guarantee that I will never forget this Christmas ball, I will never forget that day!"

What he said was sincere and fast, as if he also felt that it was not decent for a Slytherin who was known for his calmness to say such heartfelt words.

But he couldn't suppress his fifteen-year-old mood. He always inevitably wanted to keep that moment and turn it into eternity.

Therefore, whenever he thought of her suffering from the blood curse, he might die sooner or later.

He felt like there was a knife hanging over his head.

"Astoria has nothing to do with you." Mu En said in agreement: "Draco, what if in the future, when you are eighteen or twenty years old, your relationship is no longer the same? Will you still care about her pain?"

"I think so." Draco said.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"That will happen many years later. I can't care about that now. And professor, why do you assume that I or she will definitely change in the future? Can't we go to the best ending of the story?"

"If you want the best ending, you have to work hard." Mu En said.

"What I'm doing now is."

"You just made a very ignorant start. After all, as long as you have a mouth, anyone can say it." Moon gradually stood up: "Draco, it's really strange. What are the characteristics of Slytherin in you? Why am I here now?" Do you only see something Gryffindor in you?"

"I" Draco's eyes followed Mu En's figure, but his body froze in place uncontrollably.

"Let me tell the truth, Draco." Moon stood outside the window.

"Nagini died, and I thought I could save her—but in fact, I killed her."

Draco's pupils dilated and he looked at Mu En in disbelief: "What?!"

"Yes." Mu En's voice sounded: "I remember that when I was in second grade, I emphasized a lot of things about black magic. If you listen carefully to the class, you will know that it is more difficult to save an existence that has been destroyed by black magic. More than creating a new life.”

"I know." Draco nodded seriously.

"I can't help her, Draco." Moon shook her head: "I won't make the same mistake again."

Hearing this, Draco's face suddenly turned pale and he stared blankly at Mu En's back.

He only felt a kind of indifference.

"What about me?" Draco suddenly whispered.

"What?" Mu En turned her head to look at him.

"I mean, can I? I want to try."

Mu En smiled: "You? You are still a little far away, my friend."

"I want to try it!" Draco said suddenly, standing up and slamming his hand on the table with a dull sound.

"Even if there is only a small chance, Professor, I have to give it a try, otherwise"

"Otherwise you'll never be able to forgive yourself?!"

"That's right!!" Draco nodded heavily.

Mu En laughed, and after a moment, he nodded: "Okay, I can give you some theoretical help. I will tell you how I did it and what I did wrong, so maybe I can help you."

Draco breathed a long sigh of relief, but Moon changed the topic: "But, I also have my own requirements."

"Professor, tell me." Draco lowered his head without hesitation.

"Learn Occlumency and the Animagus, and then come back to me."

After saying that, Mu En waved her hand, not giving Draco a chance to speak, and sent him out the door.

Looking at the empty office again, Mu En breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the chair.

Sindel listened to the whole process beside her, and she asked cautiously: "Mr. Jones, I'm a little curious."

"What are you curious about?" Mu En looked at the ceiling.

"Why did you ask Draco those questions? They were just questions between him and that girl."

"I'm just curious." Mu En didn't care, and even said with some evil humor: "The love of young people is indeed unstoppable."

"Eat, eat." Lucifer's laughter came from the fireplace. Facing Sindel's gaze, he explained: "Because this cat head is a lunatic who has never liked anyone before."

Mu En sighed helplessly.

Sindel quietly observed every expression of Mu En, and then gradually opened her mouth.

‘He didn’t refute at all! ’

After suppressing the surprise in her heart, Sindel couldn't help but pay attention to the name that only appeared once in the conversation between Mu En and Draco.

Astoria!

"That girl. She's really bloody—"

"Really." Before Sindel could finish speaking, Mu En answered the question simply: "There is a fox in her body."

"You know everything?!" Sindel looked at Mu En in surprise.

"Of course." Mu En nodded.

Lucifer was in the fireplace, with two small hands made of flames intertwined, and he held his head high and explained: "This cat head has been paying attention to the little girl suffering from the blood curse since the first day she entered this school. The other party."

Sindel looked at Mu En in surprise. She didn't know anything about this matter.

Mu En just leaned on the sofa calmly and looked at the ceiling.

"I'm just saying I won't make the same mistake again. I'm not saying I'm going to turn a blind eye."

"Then you still said those things to Draco?"

"Oh." Mu En smiled: "Tease him. Since he likes that little girl so much, let him work harder."