Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Chapter 98 System—Contradiction and Integration

Mu En shook his head helplessly, but if nothing else, he could not refuse the sincerity of a centenarian, which was as heavy as a mountain.

But speaking from the heart...

"I'm not a djinn..." Mu En murmured.

Aberforth's expression was gloomy, but he heard the person in front of him say slowly: "It is true that I cannot fulfill my wish, but... I will try my best."

"Thank you!" Aberforth looked happy and nodded solemnly: "If you need anything from me, just ask."

"No need." Mu En shook his head. He was not calculating the gains and losses all the time. Living like that would be too tiring.

"Consider it a gift from me, to a true Gryffindor."

Hearing this, Aberforth laughed, a very hearty laugh. He patted his thigh, and after a while he said: "I'm not a Gryffindor. I haven't even been to Hogwart." Ci, even if it is right next to me."

"Then I believe you will be a Gryffindor." Moon said.

Why did he seem to have said this before?

Okay, never mind.

After sending Aberforth away, Lucifer looked at Mu En.

"Mu En, we have to talk." Lucifer suddenly said with a serious face.

Do you want to talk too? ?

What do you want to talk about when it comes to such obscene things? !

"What do you want to say?" he said immediately.

"About Nagini." Lucifer said seriously, and Mu En was suddenly confused. Could it be that he had some high opinions?

"Regarding this, I suggest that your work can be carried out here. I think there is no place more suitable for magic research than here, whether it is equipment or materials, or considering that there is a Parseltongue here..."

"Let Dumbledore bring Fawkes to visit often, right?"

Lucifer squinted, his little flame hands formed a circle in front of his mouth, pretending to cough.

"Um, cough...yes... cough!"

"Trouble." Mu En sighed.

"What is trouble? You were in other places every day last year. Do you know how troublesome it is for me to be here alone..."

Mu En interrupted him: "Isn't there a shooting star?"

"It's afraid that I'll burn it to death!" Lucifer roared angrily.

On the other side, Meteor's broom head bent into an arc, and then shook repeatedly, not knowing what he wanted to express.

"Okay." Seeing this, Mu En could only nod helplessly.

The next day, when Dumbledore and Aberforth arrived at Moonlight Castle, the entire first floor of the castle had completely changed.

The bookshelf that reaches to the ceiling cannot completely store all the messy books. A large number of ancient classics are scattered and stacked on the floor or on the table.

Several long tables were placed irregularly in the middle, and different things were stacked on each table, including alchemy equipment, unknown creature furs, weird metal ores, and even activated unknown crawling animals.

Only on the table in the middle, like an operating table, under the leather cushions were several restraints with magic patterns that were difficult to break free from at first glance.

And on the thick dense wooden board under the leather cushion, there were long-dried blood stains.

Nagini was on top at this moment. She was not tied up, but she didn't dare to move rashly.

It wasn't that Mu En had done anything to her, but that the tip of her tongue caught the terrifying aura emanating from the dried blood.

Aberforth couldn't help but feel worried when he saw Nagini being so honest. He had to admit that Nagini's status in his heart was...daughter-in-law!

Dumbledore was a little surprised, but after thinking about it...it seemed normal. Then he put Fox down and saw it flying straight towards the fireplace, dragging its gorgeous tail feathers.

Lucifer's flame body leaned out of the fireplace and waved cheerfully. Bringing Fox into the fireplace.

An unusually wide fireplace, Lucifer specially requested to widen it yesterday.

Dumbledore walked into the house, looked around in surprise, and found many books about dark magic. Then he looked at Harry who was mixing energy potions in the kitchen.

"Are you sure there won't be any accidents?"

"Maybe, of course, I am still somewhat confident in this aspect. He was there when I tried Animagus before, and he understood all the procedures." Mu En said nonchalantly.

At this moment, Harry brought out three cups of energy potions, and Aberforth took them. A very strange feeling filled his heart.

Let Mr. Savior serve you tea or something...

"Professor, I can't." Harry shook his head.

"Perhaps you don't know it yet, but on the first day I came here, I touched a grimoire made of human skin, which left a big impression on me."

"This..." Dumbledore looked at Moon, but only saw the other person smiling indifferently.

Dumbledore suddenly wondered whether Moon with such a personality would cause chaos in Hogwarts if he taught Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He shook his head to drive away these thoughts, and then looked at Nagini: "I think I should check her out."

Aberforth wisely chose to take two steps back, as quiet as a wooden man.

Dumbledore's so-called inspection is obviously at the memory level, by digging into the other party's memory and grabbing clues from it.

About half an hour later, he slowly looked away and shook his head solemnly.

"In her superficial memory, there is no longer any trace of being a human being for decades."

Mu En nodded, an expected answer.

Then, a bright blue mage's hand appeared in front of them, changing into various forms. He acted out the situation he had discovered in Nagini's soul a few days ago.

"There may still be some human fragments in the soul. My current idea is to completely destroy and annihilate its animal soul.

Then he used the blank spiritual matter to forcibly create a human soul body, and collected and fused the scattered human fragments. "

Mu En's idea is very simple. Directly kill the cursed soul belonging to the blood curse in the soul, and then reorganize its human thoughts like kneading plasticine.

"Wouldn't this be too risky?" Aberforth asked with some uncertainty. He could only listen with a partial understanding, but Mu En's words made him feel how simple and violent this process was.

"I said it from the beginning, she may be really dead. What we are doing now is treating a dead horse as a living horse, and the only option is to gamble." Mu En said without mercy.

If he had not agreed to this matter, then perhaps letting Aberforth have unrealistic fantasies about this moment might be the right choice. After all, he was too old to have fantasies for a few years.

But now that Mu En has agreed to this matter, it is impossible for him to use lies to deceive the other party.

This is respect.

"Okay." Aberforth nodded, he could only choose to believe it.

Dumbledore put forward a different view at this time.

"I think we could use..." As he said that, he looked at Harry uncertainly, as if he was worried.

"Professor, do you mean using dark magic? Or is it related to Parseltongue?!" Harry asked doubtfully.

He could only think of these two answers, otherwise Dumbledore would suddenly turn his attention to him for no reason.

Harry is very clear about his position, that is, he is a tormentor. But he didn't resist. Being able to get started in such advanced research would be an opportunity that many people couldn't ask for. Maybe he could learn a lot.

Harry's acuity obviously exceeded Dumbledore's expectations. After he nodded suddenly, he simply said: "You can use the Imperius Curse."

"Soul-stealing curse?!" Moon looked at Dumbledore in confusion: "Soul-stealing curse, do you want to control her human thoughts?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore in a cold sweat. Although... dark magic, he felt it was within the acceptable range. After all, Uncle Moon also studied dark magic, but...

From the legal point of view of the magic world, the Imperius Curse can be sent to Azkaban as long as it is used...

Can this be said? !

"To be precise, it's guidance." Dumbledore said slowly,

"Just like a mentally strong person can resist the Imperius Curse to a certain extent, correspondingly, as long as the intensity of the Imperius Curse can be controlled to interfere with her thinking, it can be used as a primer to try to remove the remaining human souls. Pulled out."

"How do you ensure the human souls of the people you guide?"

"Use it here." Dumbledore pointed to his chest.

"Desire?" Moon looked at Dumbledore with distrust.

At this point, the two officially had differences.

Mu En, who comes from the ancient Greek magic system, focuses on the essence of the soul, emphasizing simple soul cutting and curse removal, and then collecting the available remaining souls for secondary construction.

Dumbledore, who inherited the modern magic system, paid more attention to desire and memory, and used magic spells to affect the active change of the soul's essence.

Similar to... Mouth Escape.

Even in the initial examination of Nagini, the two methods were completely different.

Mu En chose spiritual inspection that goes straight to the depths of the soul.

Dumbledore is Legilimency's memory analysis.

After a long time, Mu En shook his head: "I don't think your idea has a chance of success. To be honest, I tried it yesterday."

"What?"

Mu En nodded and looked at Aberforth.

"Yesterday, after you told me about Nagini and Aurelius, I tried to call her into her soul.

Sorry...nothing.

She still just keeps repeating, asking me to kill her. "

After finishing speaking, both Dumbledores stiffened inexplicably. Mu En looked at them doubtfully: "Do you have anything to say?"

A strange and somewhat embarrassing smile appeared on Dumbledore's face: "Well... I have to say that Nagini does not know the so-called Aurelius."

?

"Aurelius was not that name before." Aberforth explained: "His name was Credence Baleburn. This was the name that stood with Nagini through thick and thin."

Mu En looked at the two of them stiffly, combed his scarf with his hands, and finally smiled helplessly.

He said no more, and fluorescent light flashed from his fingertips, tapping Nagini's forehead.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

"The good news is that when I mentioned Credence, there was indeed a reaction deep in her soul."

Thinking of what happened just now, Mu En also felt emotional.

Decades of beastly life, a lifetime of cursed torture.

However, as long as that name is mentioned, the soul can still respond.

Like instinct.

"It is true that her human soul still has a certain degree of autonomy and has not been completely annihilated." Mu En said: "But it is still not enough to reconstruct a soul for her as before.

The past is irreversible, she has been eroded by the blood curse for too long. "

"Perhaps after the soul body is rebuilt, we can try to complete its human personality by digging into deep memories." Dumbledore said.

"Nice idea...but how to separate the cursed soul and the human soul through the Imperius Curse?"

Suddenly, Harry said: "Is Parseltongue okay?"

Several people's eyes immediately focused on him. Harry was a little nervous, but he continued: "Parseltongue can only communicate with snakes, and the Imperius Curse can control them.

In the process of pulling each other, can we separate the two threads that have... um... characteristics... differences between humans and snakes? ! "

Harry's words were useless and he could only make a crude metaphor.

But Dumbledore and Moon looked at each other, and they could understand what the child wanted to express.

“It looks like it’s going to be a big project.”

After determining the general idea, they still need to improve many details. Even Harry, who was just starting out as a wizard, could understand that there was no room for error in something like the soul.

During the discussion of details, Dumbledore looked at Harry frequently.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how wonderful it would be if this child was a Gryffindor.

Without him, Harry's performance was simply too good.

At the same time, he increasingly felt the ridiculousness of some of his previous ideas and shook his head helplessly.

Harry's excellence is inseparable from Mu En's teachings. Without this person's existence, it would have been impossible to cultivate him to this point with his own profit thinking.

Deep in the fireplace, rustling sounds kept coming.

…

Time passes quickly in the busy day by day. There is a mountain village in Wiltshire, England that only a few people know about.

Malfoy does have enough pride, which can be seen from his family mansion alone.

The villa occupies an extremely vast area, surrounded by well-designed gardens. Fountains spill into the sky, streaking with rainbow-colored light, and white peacocks roam freely through it.

And its mansion can be called a luxurious castle. The whole body is gray and white, with seven obelisk towers with black domes.

The interior of the castle is filled with luxurious decorations, including luxurious furniture, marble fireplaces and gilded mirrors.

The foyer is large, with portraits hanging on the walls, and the stone floor tiles are almost entirely covered by luxurious carpets.

In the living room, on a long table, Lucius was reading a letter with a gloomy expression.

A scrawny house elf was holding the black tea and gently placed it on the table. It pushed the saucer and pushed it into the table.

Lucius picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but his mouth and tongue retracted as if he was electrocuted.

Lucius put down the tea cup, his hand immediately grasped the end of the civilized staff beside him, and pulled out the wand.

"Stupid beast!"

A flash of light flashed, and the house elf was immediately knocked out.

He didn't even look at it, he just took back his hand, tapped the teacup twice with his wand to lower its temperature, and then picked it up again: "Where's Draco?"

On the side, Narcissa turned a blind eye to her husband's behavior, but when she mentioned Draco, she showed a look of satisfaction mixed with worry.

"The child now stays in the study every day and doesn't know what's going on. He has become very studious."