Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

The envelope was clean and Harry handed it to Hagrid across the table. Unexpectedly, Hagrid opened the letter immediately after receiving it. Then for some reason, he kept looking at Harry.

"Harry, let me show you this." Hagrid finally couldn't hold back his thoughts.

Harry was a little confused when he saw Hagrid hand over a gray photo. The photo showed a man who looked very similar to him. He was tall, thin, wearing glasses, with messy hair, and a bunch of hair on the back of his head. Standing disobediently.

Harry was stunned. He also had a bunch of hair like that when he didn't smooth it down.

Not only that, in the photo, the man and a woman were hugging each other, with dark hair and gray eyes that could not be distinguished from each other.

But Harry immediately knew that the woman's eyes should be green.

Same with him.

"This is…"

"These are photos of your parents." Hagrid said happily.

Harry froze on the spot and just held up the photo. Compared to him, the two people in the photo were much more agile. The glance and smile were deeply engraved in his mind.

"Can...can you give me this?" Harry looked up at Hagrid.

"Of course! This was originally intended for you." Hagrid laughed, and he rubbed Harry's head. At that moment, he saw the little furry again.

These days, he could only see the mature side of Harry, which was good, and James and Lily would be very happy to see it.

But Hagrid felt that since he was only eleven years old, he should still be like a child in some ways. It would not be good to mature too early.

And Harry's performance just now made Hagrid feel spontaneously happy.

"Thank you, Hagrid." Harry solemnly put the photo into the lining of his clothes: "Thank you."

"Don't say thank you, we don't need to say thank you." Hagrid patted him: "Okay, you should go back and rest. Otherwise, it will be difficult to be caught by Filch later."

"Okay." Harry nodded, then suddenly turned around: "By the way, Hagrid, don't feed Norbert!!"

Hagrid's gentle face froze, and finally he could only nod: "Okay, I know."

After Harry left, Hagrid took out a book from the top of the cabinet. What an ordinary person would consider a large book was like a small book in his hand.

Turning the pages of the book, you can see that every page inside is filled with photos of James and Lily.

Hagrid shook the envelope, took out two more photos, turned to the blank pages at the back, and carefully pasted the photos on them.

This was a gift carefully prepared by Hagrid for Harry. He sent an owl to write to James and Lily's old classmates, intending to ask for a whole book of James and Lily's photos, which he would collect and give to Harry.

At first he wanted to have this thing ready for Christmas, but unfortunately the progress couldn't be kept up. And just now he gave one of them to Harry in advance.

Well, it's his fault that he couldn't resist the desire to share, but after all, Harry was standing right in front of him...

On the way back, Harry kept looking at the photo. This was the first time he saw them. The images of the two of them kept echoing in his mind, even making him tossing and turning unable to sleep.

The next day, noon.

"Hermione, do me a favor!" Harry looked at her seriously.

"What happened?" Hermione wondered. Harry rarely said seriously that he needed help.

"I want to visit the Gryffindor common room," Harry said.

Hermione didn't react for a moment. She nodded blankly: "Okay, but... what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to take a look." Harry said, "I thought about it for a long time last night. Ever since I came to Hogwarts, I seem to have been instinctively avoiding this matter.

But now... I want to see, I want to see where they lived, where their footprints were left. "

"Okay." Hermione nodded with a very serious face.

"But how are you going to get there? Gryffindor...you know." She couldn't help but feel worried.

The conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin was very serious. Harry went to their common room, fearing that some ostracism would be inevitable.

Among the four major colleges, Ravenclaw is the only college lounge where everyone can enter and exit at will, as long as you can answer the guard's questions correctly!

Of course, Hufflepuffs don't mind others visiting their common room, as long as you're not a nuisance.

"I can go over there at night, when they all have some rest," Harry said.

"Then you'll be caught by Filch."

"Don't worry, did you forget my Christmas gift?" Harry was full of confidence and didn't think Filch could stop him.

Speaking of Christmas gifts, Hermione also breathed a sigh of relief. It was an invisibility cloak with no specific signature, just a note:

Your father left this to me before he died. It should now be returned to you and put to good use. I sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas.

Harry thought it was from Dumbledore.

He is not very interested in invisibility cloaks, after all, there are not many application scenarios. After Christmas, he put it down on the bottom floor of the box and hasn't used it yet.

But today, it seems that it can be seen again.

"Okay, then you can come over at twelve o'clock in the evening. There will be a lot less people in the lounge by then. The password is the big stone statue."

At night, after Draco and the others had gone to bed, Harry put on the invisibility cloak and walked out of the Slytherin common room. The castle is very quiet at night, and occasionally some small sounds can travel far.

Harry tried his best not to make too much noise with every step he took.

When he came to the portrait of the Fat Lady on the eighth floor, he did not take off his clothes, but directly recited the password while being invisible.

"Big stone statue."

The Fat Lady was a little confused, but she still staggered forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall.

Harry stepped onto the passage, feeling quite like walking through a cave. Inside, there was the warm and bright Gryffindor lounge. The color tone alone was completely different from that of Slytherin.

This is a comfortable circular room filled with soft armchairs and tables. On the wall is a long banner in the shape of the Gryffindor lion.

There are many gold and red color items throughout the lounge, including the fabric seats of the chairs and the pillows on them.

Hermione was the only one in the entire common room, and she was writing Professor McGonagall's thesis. As the end of the term approached, all the professors had much more homework than before, and Professor McGonagall required them to write papers that were seven inches long.

Obviously, Hermione had already written a lot more than this, but she was still writing hard and was completely immersed in it. She didn't even notice that the door to the lounge had opened before.

Harry slowly walked around behind her and first took a look at Hermione's paper, which was about how to transform dead objects into living things.

Hermione quoted many words from articles and books, but... they were not in harmony with Harry's ideas. Under Moon's guidance, he had become a practical person through and through.

"I think…"

"Ah!!" Hermione jumped up and screamed softly, interrupting his words.