Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

In the evening, Dumbledore announced that Hogwarts had welcomed a new group of children.

Afterwards, Harry walked into the auditorium in small steps.

He walked slowly from the corner, quickly wiping the fine blood stains from his palm prints, and soon arrived at the Slytherin table.

"Where did you go?" Draco carefully cut the lamb chops on the plate and turned to look at him.

"On the eighth floor, I found a classroom there." Harry replied casually, his eyes constantly scanning the long tables around him.

There are a lot more new faces.

There were even four unfamiliar faces beside the Slytherin table, two men and two women.

It seems that he is more than a little young.

Noticing his gaze, the four children quickly shrank their necks. For some reason, they always felt that there was a very scary aura about this man.

That feeling is stronger than others here.

Harry turned to ask: "What are these?"

Draco glanced away.

"A few Muggle kids."

Then he quickly told what happened this afternoon.

"These children live in Slytherin House. It is said that two additional dormitories have been arranged for them."

"What about other colleges?"

"There are also other houses, and Hufflepuff has the most. The four assigned to our house are the oldest." As he said that, Draco raised the corner of his mouth: "I guess he is afraid that those little guys will sleep directly in this house. Can't even sleep."

"That's true." Harry nodded and turned his attention to the guest of honor seat.

Draco whispered: "I'm curious what Professor Snape is thinking now. Does he feel that his 'innocence' has been insulted in the college common room."

"Who knows." Harry shook his head: "You'd better pray that the professor doesn't pay attention here now, otherwise you will end up badly."

"Besides, the thoughts you mentioned are not your own."

"Me?" Draco sneered: "If I could speak Parseltongue and I was the descendant of Slytherin, I might indeed think so."

Harry smiled: "If you want to put it that way, then I really look forward to Voldemort's reaction when he hears the news."

Draco shivered and was covered in cold sweat.

"Damn it, don't mention that name."

Harry glanced at him helplessly: "Coward."

Just as he was about to say this, Gard came over from the other end of the table. He was one of Harry's Quidditch team members last semester and was also the prefect of the sixth grade.

"Harry," he said, "I finally found you."

"What's wrong?" Harry turned his head, and a steamed potato in front of him was shyly taking off his coat.

"It's not a big deal, it's a matter of Quidditch. McCeery made an appointment with several other captains, and everyone agreed that each college would have one day each. Any vacancies and delays caused by non-extreme weather and special circumstances will be your own responsibility. ”

"This must have been suggested by the captain of Gryffindor." Draco curled his lips: "That guy named Wood is the craziest. He dares to fly with people in the sky even if it's thundering and raining."

Garde nodded: "It's indeed a good idea, but the other captains have also agreed. Now the amount of training time depends entirely on whether your team is willing to spare the time.

Mike was furious. We had proven our strength last year, so this year we should take back the honor that belongs to us in a fair and just way! "

Suddenly, a big hand patted Harry's shoulder, and MacCherry, this tall guy, appeared behind Harry.

"No! It's not just about taking it back in an upright manner!"

As he spoke, he showed a smile.

"I will use a devastating gesture, a powerful gesture that will make everyone in the school feel despair and suffocation - hold that trophy in my hands!"

"Firebolt, Meteor! Now they have seen our strength in props! They are very wary, but what I want is more than that. I want all of them to be even more amazed by our hard power, our tactics, our cooperation!”

Mike is very heroic and confident. Since he was humiliated last year and accused Slytherin of using some shady methods, he has become more eager and practiced to use destructive and even violent gestures to win.

Not really like traditional Slytherin.

But the desire to win is the same.

"We'll be there, when?"

"It starts on Tuesday." Mike said: "Don't be late, especially you two. I know you don't have much time, but this is also one of the business matters."

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

At this moment, a girl next to him spoke. She was timid and had a curious and cautious look on her face.

"Excuse me. What is Quidditch?"

Suddenly, several eyes in the surrounding area were focused on his gaze.

It became eerily quiet.

The girl's face suddenly turned red, with a sense of bewilderment.

She just thought that she finally had an opportunity to have a conversation and make herself and others no longer strangers, so she wanted to take the opportunity to find something to talk about.

After all, the people at this table looked really indifferent.

She did not expect this situation now.

Some eyes fell vaguely on Harry, waiting for his attitude, which would affect the entire Slytherin's attitude towards these children to a certain extent.

Harry didn't know the looks around him or what they were thinking.

He just watched the girl gradually become embarrassed, and then her eyes became moist, and she was a little confused.

ah? what's the situation?

"It's just football in the wizarding world." Harry said, "If you have the chance, you can also experience it, sitting on a broomstick and playing football."

"Flying on a broomstick?" The two little boys next to the girl raised their heads, their eyes shining.

"Yeah." Harry smiled.

Garder patted Harry on the shoulder.

"That's what I want to say. Can they trouble you to arrange it? I really don't understand what Muggles need."

"No need for anything, just a normal dormitory to sleep in." Harry said helplessly.

"I don't understand." Garde shook his head and handed him the prefect badge on his collar.

"Come on, you are the only person I know who understands Muggles."

"What about the girl?"

"It's you too." Garde smiled: "Remember to return the badge to me, but if you want to take it to take a bath on the fifth floor, that's fine."

"Good idea, I just wonder if Myrtle will still harass the male prefects now."

"No, don't worry, she has been entangled with Cedric recently." Galde raised his eyebrows: "That guy is really unlucky to be entangled by that nymphomaniac."

"That's good." Harry nodded, and when he wanted to say something else, Garde had already turned around and left.

Draco looked at the prefect badge in Harry's hand, and then his eyes kept wandering over him.

"What's wrong?"

"Does this mean?" Draco swallowed: "We can enter the girls' dormitory."

Harry looked at Draco in silence for a long time.

Then the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Prefect!

Harry promised that if he was 'lucky' to get this badge in the next fifth year, he would refuse it without hesitation.

"Prefect Potter!" Someone greeted him with a smile and passed him.

"Harry - Prefect! Good evening."

A steady stream of joking voices appeared in his ears, making him feel numb.

"Good evening, Lord Potter." Even a serious ghost like Bloody Barrow was joking with him like this.

Is this so much fun?

Harry didn't understand.

"Because you feel embarrassed, that's why it's funny, and it's a harmless joke, who would mind saying something like this." Draco understood a lot more clearly.

Harry shook his head helplessly, then turned his head and looked at the four children behind him.

"This is Slytherin's ghost, Bloody Barrow. You can call him Mr. Barrow or Lord Barrow.

Although he is cold, he is not a bad person. Maybe. "

"Maybe?" The little girl was stunned.

Harry smiled. Even if he was a bad guy, the ghost could do nothing but make people shiver.

Well, except for Peeves.

Except for Myrtle, whose eyes really look like those of a sexual molester.

"Let's go." Draco waved his hand behind him, motioning for them to follow.

Soon, they arrived outside the lounge, and Draco stepped forward and read out the password.

"Surrounded by snakes."

The hissing voice of Snake Shinko appeared, causing goosebumps to appear on several children.

Then, the door slowly opened.

In the lounge, the dim green lights give the entire space a dark green tone, giving people a mysterious feeling like an underwater shipwreck.

"If you feel wrong, that's right." Harry said: "I think there is no need to introduce too much about the name of our college and the snake emblem.

Anyway, if you feel uncomfortable here, please relax, this is normal. Since the main body of the lounge is at the bottom of the lake, you can often see giant squid through the windows here, and sometimes more interesting creatures. For example - mermaid? "

"Mermaid?" The little girl looked at Harry in surprise, and even the eyes of several children shone.

Just as he was talking, something suddenly flew past the window.

"What a coincidence?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

Then he took several children to the window and pointed his finger on the window.

Outside the window, a flash of fluorescence gradually appeared.

Draco looked at him in surprise.

Glass isolates the inside and outside at the material level. To achieve such a magic through the air, it cannot be summed up by simply saying "I can do it when I see it".

"You guy." He gritted his teeth and muttered unhappily.

boom--

Suddenly, a guy with a livid butt, a bumpy face, smooth skin, and long beards on his cheeks that moved up and down with the water appeared outside the window. He seemed to be angry that the light created by Harry had disturbed his prey.

Harry smiled apologetically, and several children behind him screamed in unison, being frightened.

"Hey, mermaid." Harry smiled: "This is not a good-looking thing. But falling asleep listening to the sound of the lake water at night can be called a relaxing enjoyment."

With that said, he took the children around the rest room.

"Don't touch that," Harry said, as one of the children curiously poked his finger at a skull candlestick on the table.

"That's a real skull."

The next moment, the child withdrew his hand in fear.

Suddenly, the four of them looked at this place in a different way.

"I remember the first time I went to Professor Jones's house, I picked up a book made of human skin and was shocked." Harry said with a smile.

"I also have one or two human head candlesticks at home. My mother said that I had to hold that thing to fall asleep when I was a child. Until one day when they were talking, they said that it was made of real heads." Draco also remembered the past.

Listening to the conversation of the two elder brothers, the children gradually understood that everyone had actually been in the situation just now.

"Let's go, I'll take you two girls to your dormitory first." Draco hid his impatience.

Harry pushed up his glasses helplessly and handed him the prefect badge: "Then you go ahead. Where are my little white mice and toads and frogs?"

"In the dormitory, there are ten white rats, five toads, and five frogs." Draco nodded: "You want to go out again? What research are you doing?"

"Well, if you want to find me, you can contact me when you get to the eighth floor." After Harry finished speaking, he turned and went to the dormitory. After taking away the things, he left the dormitory.

On Draco's side, he took the two girls and walked into the girls' dormitory that he had longed for.

"Draco, why did you come in?" Pansy Parkinson saw him and said in surprise: "Want to come in and see our dormitory?"

"Well, still no." Draco politely declined the other party's invitation.

He was not interested in the girl or the environment in which she lived.

The girls' dormitory was the same as the boys' dormitory. Except for the fact that some girls or older sisters with wet hair who had just taken a shower would let Draco accidentally glimpse a different side of them when they passed by. There wasn't much difference.

It's just that the perfume in the girls' dormitory smells a bit strong, while the smell of hormones in the boys' dormitory is a bit strong.

Sure enough, it's better for things like girls' dormitories to exist in fantasy, Draco said with some lack of interest.

"Mr. Malfoy, why are you here?" A crisp voice sounded, obviously very surprised.

Draco turned his head and saw a little girl with blond hair rubbing her wet head with a towel while looking at him in surprise.

"Astoria, nice to meet you." Draco said, "I'll take the two of them to get familiar with the environment."

Astoria burst out laughing, her eyebrows curved like the moon.

"It sounds like Mr. Malfoy knows a lot about the girls' dormitories?"

"Well," Draco assured, he rarely felt embarrassed anymore. This was a combination of etiquette and shamelessness, but today.

"Not only, besides me, who else can do this?" Draco smiled awkwardly.

Astoria looked at the two girls behind him, and after a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "That's true."

"It seems you understand what I mean. After all, you know, our college."

"But Mr. Malfoy seems to have forgotten me." Astoria folded the towel and said, "I can help you. Where is their dormitory?"

"Let me see, room 016."

"I'll lead the way." She turned and walked towards her dormitory. After a while, she put her hair up again and walked out.

Draco was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw a girl in Slytherin who didn't have colored glasses towards Muggles.

Well. Even worse than myself

"Thank you, please." Draco nodded.

Soon, the two children were settled. Draco said goodbye to Astoria, and then returned to the dormitory again to settle the two boys.

After doing all this, he returned to the common room.

Harry still hasn't come back.

That guy Longbottom didn't know where he went every day, but what was certain was that he was definitely not wasting time.

Granger's current condition is very problematic, but Draco knows that he is a learning lunatic.

The pressure is really coming.

Opening the book, he brewed himself a cup of energy potion, sat in the corner of the lounge, and started studying.

Time passes gradually.

The lounge became quiet, and only the sound of the lake water lapping came from the distance through the glass window.

Suddenly, a footsteps sounded.

Draco raised his head keenly, and then he saw a girl walking out of the girls' dormitory. She was wearing a goose-yellow nightdress, her face was pale, and her blond hair was messy.

"Mr. Malfoy?" She trembled, seeming to be in great pain.

However, after seeing Draco, he still forced out a faint smile.

"Astoria?" Draco looked at her in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the other party.

"No, don't come near me." She suddenly took a step back and said quickly.

"I'm sick. I need an empty room."

"What's wrong with you?" Draco looked at her puzzled.

"An empty room, Mr. Malfoy, please help me, this is very important." As she said this, she trembled, suddenly staggered, and rolled down the stairs.

The next moment, Draco raised his wand.

"Wingardim Leviosa——"

Draco hurriedly walked over and hugged her: "Are you okay? I'll take you to the infirmary?"

She said tremblingly, and Draco was very surprised, because this girl was so cold, as cold as a corpse.

She grabbed Draco's collar: "Classroom. Empty classroom."

"Okay, I understand." Draco nodded quickly, picked up the girl, and headed outside the lounge.

The classroom he usually used was on the other side of the underground corridor. After Harry left recently, that was his usual place.

In the dark underground corridor, Draco, who was running, did not notice the shadow of the girl in his arms, which had already begun to twist.

Click - bang -

The door was opened quickly and then closed hard.

"Are you okay?" Draco looked at the figure in his arms.

The next moment, he looked into a pair of scarlet beast eyes!