Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"This is a violation of the confidentiality law, and your Hogwarts also has relevant regulations." Fudge said.

Dumbledore raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Then he said: "Fudge, I don't think you need to teach me the rules of Hogwarts."

"What about the secrecy laws?"

"I think everyone will understand me, an old man." Dumbledore said lightly.

Fudge looked at the people around him with an uncertain expression. After a moment, he nodded: "If Mr. Dumbledore has this idea, then of course I can't ask for it."

At this time, Mu En did not care about the discussion here, but looked around.

Just seconds before Dumbledore appeared, Grindelwald quietly disappeared from here.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile.

This is too deliberate.

Are you so sensitive to Dumbledore's smell?

"Mo En." Dumbledore turned his head and said, "I wonder if I could trouble you to take them there to rest."

Mu En waved her hands helplessly, held her knees and stood up: "Let's go, boys."

"Where are we going?" the girl with the broken leg asked, while the others looked at him in fear.

They are now like frightened little animals. Even the slightest disturbance will make them panic.

"Go to a place where you can rest for a while." Mu En nodded.

Dumbledore looked at the children. He was obviously more approachable than Moon. There was no doubt that his appearance was the same as the kind old grandfather in the story.

"Children, I want to ask you to take a rest first. Please believe us, we will help you find your parents before long.

No matter what, I hope you can have a good meal and get some sleep.

Of course, in order to ensure that you can sleep with peace of mind, we will collect your names and home addresses after you get there.

If you remember, we will contact your parents as soon as possible.

If you can't remember, don't worry, we will help you find them, it won't be a big trouble. "

The children raised their heads quietly and listened carefully to Dumbledore's story.

His words were slow and gentle, but they had magic power, making every word he said fall into the ears of the children without missing a beat.

"Very good." Dumbledore nodded: "Thank you for listening to me, an old guy, nagging, so now - are you willing to believe me?"

Many children were obviously interested, but there were also some older ones who set their sights on Neville.

Neville was stunned for a long time. After Moon and Dumbledore appeared, he completely relaxed his mind, and then his mind kept thinking about the things he had recalled before.

"Ah" he responded and then said to the children.

"This is the principal of our school. You can call him Mr. Dumbledore. He is the most powerful wizard in the world and one of the best wizards."

As he said that, he looked at Mu En again.

"This is our school's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Mr. Moon Jones. He is also a very powerful wizard."

"Tsk——" Mu En twitched the corner of her mouth.

‘Boy, you don’t know how to do it! ’

"Let's go." Mu En nodded and said to the children.

"Professor Jones, how do we get back?" Neville asked quickly, looking around for Grindelwald, but found nothing.

"Open the door." Mu En said casually.

"Okay, please give me a moment, it's magic time." Mu En said to the crowd: "Old Tom, let me lend you a handful of Floo powder."

"Do you want to connect to the Floo network?"

"Yeah." Mu En responded casually, then raised his hand.

"Everyone gather around, okay, let me contact you."

At the same time, Hogwarts, on the third floor, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Lucifer, who was sleeping, opened his eyes in a daze: "Um. What did you say?"

"Why do you do this? Can't you come here by yourself?"

"Okay, okay."

On the wall, Sindel was looking at the scenery outside the window boredly. When she heard the sound of the fireplace, she turned her head: "Mr. Hong, what happened?"

"Catou asked me to help open a magic circle." Lucifer said: "The teleporter uses me as the medium to connect to the floo network for teleportation."

"It sounds like a big project." Sindel said.

"Yeah, by the way, he also asked you to find Professor McGonagall."

Sindel nodded, then quickly left the frame and ran all the way.

The next moment, flames swept out from the fireplace, and the flames clung to the wall like snakes. Soon, the entire office wall was surrounded by a runic formation composed of flames.

Lucifer took a deep breath, worked hard, and wisps of blue and purple exploded from his body.

And then—boom!

Like the Milky Way falling, blue-violet flames quickly spread throughout the office.

In the Leaky Cauldron, Mu En felt a ray of heat in her lower abdomen, then raised her hand, and a handful of Floo powder followed the veins and landed around the children.

The next moment, green flames ignited in the Broken Ax Bar.

"Damn, is this a Floo fan?" someone asked in surprise.

Then, the flames dissipated and the group disappeared.

Dumbledore looked at Fudge.

"Now, let's discuss the details seriously."

Only then did Fudge realize why he wanted to stay here.

"Wait, what do you mean? You don't trust me?" Fudge walked closer and whispered dissatisfied.

"That's not the case, but I just hope to provide you and these children with some small help."

"I don't think so. Like Jones said, just contact someone at Scotland Yard."

Dumbledore would nod in understanding, and then ask with a hint of confusion: "So, where is Scotland Yard?"

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An awkward silence ensued.

"Scotland Yard is another name for the London police," Dumbledore said.

He actually wanted to ask Fudge again if he knew what 'police' meant.

Think about it and forget it.

Hogwarts, third floor.

The children looked at everything around them in confusion, and some even almost fainted. After all, the feeling of space teleportation is indeed not good, especially when using the Floo Network channel.

The other one who looked confused was Mag.

Her mouth was wide open, and her majestic face had already turned pale with shock.

"Mu En, where did you get so many children?"

She remembered every child at Hogwarts and recognized at a glance that these children had absolutely nothing to do with Hogwarts.

There were even several children, probably only five or six years old.

Moreover, they were extremely dirty.

"They are all ordinary children who were kidnapped." Mu En explained: "Neville went out today and encountered some trouble."

As he spoke, he waved his hand: "Explain it."

"No, no, no." Professor McGonagall shook her head.

It is enough to know that these children were trafficked.

The specific details, why Neville went out, and why he met the human traffickers, McGonagall didn't care about these now.

"Let me take them to the bathroom to rest first," Professor McGonagall said.

"Okay." Mu En nodded, and then looked at the children, who were looking around in fear.

These children are more or less injured, and you can't expect the traffickers to be gentle to them.

But the most serious one is that girl.

"Neville, take her to the infirmary."

"Okay, Professor Jones." Neville nodded.

"Boys and girls are divided into two pairs." Professor McGonagall raised her hand and spoke as gently as possible.

"Where are we going?" A little girl asked timidly.

"Let's go to the bathroom to rest first." Professor McGonagall lowered her body and answered softly.

"I don't want it." The girl looked around in fear and grabbed Mu En's desk.

"What about him?" Another child asked.

The direction of his finger was Neville.

"You go ahead, this is the dean of our college, one of the best wizards I know." Neville said.

"You can rest assured." Mu En said helplessly. He understood the fear and panic of these children, but it was quite troublesome to deal with it.

But at least these children are now able to believe Neville's words.

After struggling for a while, they finally followed Mu En and Mag.

Along the way, various surprised looks appeared, from the little wizard, from the portraits, and discussions continued.

"Be quiet." Mu En glanced around, and then suppressed these inappropriate comments.

Soon, the group of people arrived at the fifth floor, the prefect's bathroom, where there was a super large bath. After Mu En directed the children to get into the water, he took out the magic potion and dripped it into the water, dispelling all the undesirable things on their bodies. After Ke Wu was injured, he called out the house elves and asked them to help look after these little guys and put mud on them.

"We...when can we go home?" A little boy crawled in the pool and asked nervously.

Mu En turned her head and immediately frightened him.

"Professor Joan Jones." He quickly added.

"Why are you so nervous? Don't I look like a good person?"

you don't look like a human being

Mu En turned to look at the boy.

"Do you know where your home is?"

“I remember St.wich Village”

"There are hundreds if not a thousand villages with this name in the UK." Mu En said helplessly: "Let's wait until they contact Scotland Yard."

"Okay." The boy whispered.

"Excuse me, sir, how much will we have to pay then?" said an older child.

"No payment." Moon waved his hand: "Dumbledore is still short of the money. If possible, he hopes that you will always remember your time at Hogwarts in the future."

"I understand, thank you." The boy nodded.

It took a long time to wash up, but it finally made these children much cleaner.

The clothes had also been washed and dried by the house elves.

"Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen."

On the third floor, outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Neville supported the little girl with a broken leg and walked slowly down the corridor.

"Thank you, what's your name?" she asked, boldly looking at the people and paintings around her.

"Neville, Neville Longbottom," Neville said.

"My name is Stacey Hamilton." The girl said, "Neville, thank you."

Neville nodded slightly in response.

He didn't know what to say.

"I thought I was going to die there." Stacey said softly.

"No," Neville said quietly.

"Why are you like this? It's nothing like before." Stacy said with a lively smile.

"Just now?" Neville was a little confused.

"Yes, when you were in the basement, you gently held the small wooden stick and stood up little by little." Stacey said, "Then you said, you won't let me die."

"At that time, the light in your eyes was enough to blind that old guy."

Neville blushed to the base of his ears and said, "I was just very angry at that time. And if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have woken up so quickly."

"I just want to live." Stacey said: "Those brothers and sisters are too young, I have asked them for help, but they can do their best to protect themselves.

So when you come in."

After saying that, the little girl said seriously: "I'm sorry, Neville, what I want to say to you are my most sincere words. I was a little happy when I saw you coming in."

Neville nodded: "I'm happy too."

"Aren't you angry?" Stacey looked at him in surprise.

"Why?" Neville forced a smile: "I'm very happy to be able to go in, so that I can have a chance to save you."

Afterwards, the two of them also arrived at the infirmary.

"Oh my God!!" Madam Pomfrey screamed as soon as she saw Stacey's hanging legs.

"What happened? The bones are almost crooked again!!"

With that said, she quickly brought Stacey into the infirmary.

"Goodbye, Neville."

"Goodbye." Neville nodded and watched Madam Pomfrey take her away.

"Longbottom, what happened?" A Gryffindor classmate came and asked, "They said Professor Jones and Professor McGonagall also had many children with them."

"Oh, some small things." Neville said, his expression suddenly changed, and then he quickly said: "I have something else to do, let's talk about it later."

With that said, he turned and ran away.

In Grindelwald's classroom, Neville pushed open the door panting.

A familiar figure stood among them.

"Teacher!" Neville said quickly.

"Close the door." Grindelwald nodded, then turned around.

"How does it feel? It's your first time killing someone."

"I" Neville was frozen in place by this question, his face twisted as he thought.

Grindelwald was not in a hurry, but waited quietly.

"I don't know." Finally, Neville shook his head: "I just want to save people."

Grindelwald froze in place, and after a moment, he burst out laughing.

"Are you raising your wand for protection? People like you, in this world, are the ones who will suffer the worst fate."

Neville thought about it for a while, but after thinking a lot, the answer finally came back to that one.

He felt that he was not suitable for thinking. He could not understand the meaning of the teacher's words. He could not understand whether the teacher deliberately took him to bump into the human trafficker group today. He also did not know whether the teacher was satisfied with the answer he just gave.

In the end, he just gave his most honest answer.

"I don't know if the world lacks people like this."

"But if I could, I wish I was one of them."

Grindelwald looked at him seriously, his smile gradually fading.

He doesn't care what kind of person this child is or what kind of philosophy he has.

At his age, the battle of ideas has long been meaningless.

He just saw Neville's determination to cast the spell from what he just said.

"Teacher" Neville looked at Grindelwald nervously.

Grindelwald waved his hand indifferently: "A guy who can only wave a wand meaninglessly cannot be called a [wizard] at all!

Now, I think you know what to do when you raise your wand, and that's enough. "