Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

On the fourth floor of the castle, Mu En soon met Dumbledore who was standing in the corridor on the right. He was standing at the window, waiting quietly.

"Why are you here on the fourth floor? I don't want to die tragically for no reason." Mu En laughed.

Dumbledore turned around and said, "I want to ask you a favor."

"Tell me." Moon nodded. There were indeed a lot of good things in the Restricted Section of Hogwarts. He knew the value of this knowledge. As long as Dumbledore didn't make any excessive demands, he had no reason to refuse.

"Is it related to Quirrell and today's troll?" Mu En asked.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, turned and walked deeper into the corridor.

Dumbledore thought about it for a while, and then said: "Voldemort, no, Riddle is not dead yet."

His eyes flickered: "My friend is talking about Riddle, right."

"Yes." Moon nodded and walked inside with Dumbledore.

It seems that Grindelwald's letter was indeed sent to Dumbledore.

The good news is that Dumbledore does read his letters.

The bad news is, Dumbledore has no intention of replying.

These thoughts passed through Moon's head quickly, and then he slowly focused on Dumbledore's last sentence.

"It turns out he's not dead, so is Quirrell a supporter of Voldemort?"

Dumbledore had a nonchalant look on his face, as if he expected that Moon wouldn't be too surprised by this.

"I have always believed that he is not dead. At his level, there are many ways to avoid the death curse. But it was not until this year that I was sure of the fact that he was alive."

"Is it related to Quirrell?"

"Yes, and no. At least Quirrell once had nothing to do with Voldemort. But now he is very likely to become a Death Eater." Dumbledore said, at this time they had reached the depths of the corridor on the fourth floor. , stopped in front of a gate.

"At least I will not let a Death Eater enter the school to teach, so it is certain that Quirrell's change is related to his experience in Albania last year. Maybe Voldemort once hid there."

Mu En looked at the door. He could smell the scent of beasts inside through the cracks in the wooden door, and even vaguely heard the snoring inside.

"It seems that the trolls are nothing more than that. Who would have thought that there are creatures more terrifying than the trolls here." Mu En sighed.

"You deliberately said those words at the opening party. Aren't you really afraid that some children would come looking for you out of curiosity and cause trouble?

For example, our Weasley brothers, I think they must have visited here one night. "

"Maybe... they can't even open the door." Dumbledore said, and then slowly pushed the door open. The sound of chains clanging suddenly sounded, and a three-headed dog straightened up and looked at them warily.

"This is Lu Wei, one of Hagrid's friends. I asked him to help me guard the Sorcerer's Stone." After the introduction, Dumbledore said: "I heard that you are quite accomplished in music."

"I'm just listening." Mu En looked at him awkwardly: "So do you want some music?"

"It couldn't be better." Dumbledore nodded.

Mu En raised her hand, and a small wand appeared, waving in the air like a conductor.

The crisp sound of the piano appeared unprovoked in the air and floated slowly.

However, this music is not so graceful. On the contrary, it is very eerie and even makes people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

But Lu Wei obviously didn't care that much, and his eyes began to droop. Slowly, the threatening grunt on the tip of its nose disappeared. Finally, it swayed a few times, fell to the floor, and fell into a deep sleep.

Dumbledore shook his head. This song was not really friendly and made people feel uncomfortable.

"Music always has a unique magic power. What is this piece of music called?"

"'Halloween Theme' is the soundtrack of a horror movie. I think it goes well with Halloween, doesn't it?" Mu En smiled, stopped waving the wand in his hand, and asked:

"So you just suspect Quirrell with a high probability, haven't you ever had Legilimency against him?"

"Of course I did, but it was a pity that I was resisted." Dumbledore no longer kept secret this time, but simply admitted: "You know, there are not many people who can resist my Legilimency, and Quirrell is definitely not among them. "

Dumbledore led Moon over the trap door and jumped down. Several devil's nets quickly climbed up, but as soon as they came into contact with him, they were cut off by Moon.

"Pomona's handiwork?"

Dumbledore nodded.

Mu En followed, looking suspicious: "I don't believe she doesn't have a better choice. Biting cabbage is better than this, but two underage mandrakes are even more troublesome."

Dumbledore just smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he led Mu En through room after room. Until he stepped across the flames and walked to an empty room in the deepest part.

"Although Riddle is not dead, I can conclude that his condition is definitely not that good. So in order to lure him out, I made a bold decision."

As he spoke, a golden stone the size of a walnut appeared in his hand.

"Is this the magic stone?" Mu En wondered.

Dumbledore nodded: "That's Vault 713, what I asked Hagrid to pick up. I believe that he will definitely have a great attraction to Voldemort."

"That's true." Mu En nodded in agreement, then changed the subject with a bad look on his face:

"So, you are using these childish things to hinder Riddle?! A devil's net, a group of keys with wings, even equipped with broomsticks. There is also a chess game, a troll, a logic game...

Dumbledore, are you kidding me?

Don't you think this is more like a breakout game? "

Saying that, Moon looked at Dumbledore: "Who are you setting this game for? Harry?"

Dumbledore hesitated, then nodded.

He brought Mu En here because he wanted to tell all of this to show his sincerity.

Otherwise, when the matter is finally over, the remaining trust between him and Mu En may be gone, and this might even push this powerful wizard who suddenly appeared into the opposite direction.

"Why?" Mu En suddenly asked: "Is he important? Do you really regard him as the savior who killed Voldemort?"

"Because of the prophecy," Dumbledore said: "Someone prophesied back then that the one who would kill Voldemort would be a child born at the end of July, that is Harry."

"Prophecy? Are you doing this too?!" Mu En looked at him in surprise: "If this is the case, I may have to change my view of you."

"You don't understand." Dumbledore shook his head seriously and made a rare rebuttal to Mu En: "Mu En, I recognize your strength, but you haven't noticed the despair in this world."

"Despair..." Mu En was stunned.

This was not the first time he heard this word. Grindelwald also said this. He no longer predicts the future, because the more he predicts the future, the deeper despair he feels.

"Despair of the world?!" Moon looked at Dumbledore, trying to dig out more information from his eyes.

"Yes, the despair of the world." A sense of futility flashed through his old eyes.

"Believe me, no one can ignore the prophecy. Maybe you think this is stupid. But think about it, why do Gellert and Riddle believe so much?"