Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Soon, in Draco's secret classroom.

"So, why did you call me here?" Harry looked at Draco tiredly.

"You look like a lunatic." Draco looked at Harry: "Look at your current state, well, I was worried just now that contacting you would disturb you. It seems that letting you come out is a good thing."

"Crazy? Are there any?" Harry looked at Draco.

"Of course, you didn't even comb your hair," Draco said, "You still smell like blood."

"This is inevitable. I pack myself up every time before the scheduled dinner and morning exercise, and the current state is the normal state of research." Harry defended a little while combing his hair up.

"You and Granger are crazy, and Longbottom." Draco looked at Harry.

At the same time, there was an extremely strong sense of crisis in my heart.

Just maintaining the previous learning status is not enough.

Meanwhile, Luna was looking at Harry.

Due to her only friend, Ginny Weasley, Luna knew a lot about Harry, and he could even count all the achievements Harry had made at Hogwarts. rumor.

And the one in front of her was obviously not among the rumors Ginny had told herself.

At the same time, she could clearly see

"Harassment." Luna's ethereal voice sounded softly.

"What?" Harry turned his head and looked at this face that could barely be described as familiar.

"The harassing flies are flying around your ears. In the words of Professor Jones, it is overflowing spirituality. This means that you have too many chaotic thoughts in your mind now." Luna explained quickly.

"The overflowing spirituality?" Harry nodded with some understanding.

Regarding spiritual things, he had read about them in a book given to him by Uncle Mu En, but he did not understand them in depth.

According to Uncle Mu En, there is no need to learn this aspect of knowledge in this world.

Thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "Yes, there are too many busy things recently."

Then he changed the subject: "Draco said you wanted to find me. What can I do?"

Luna nodded quickly, and then briefly explained the matter.

After a moment, looking at the little witch who was waiting for his answer with a half-smile, Harry got the answer in his heart.

This must be a new assignment that Uncle Mu En asked him to change his brain.

After all, as Draco said, his recent study of biological refining has gone a bit too far.

Although he himself knew that perhaps his current thoughts and actions were a bit eager for success, he couldn't help but urge himself to go faster, and go faster.

Now, when Uncle Moon put this new assignment in front of him, Harry finally had to breathe a sigh of relief.

It's time to change your mind

"Okay." Harry agreed. "Can you let me see some manuscripts of this curse?" he said.

"Of course." Luna smiled and nodded: "But Mr. Potter, I still have some questions."

"Just call me Harry." Harry waved his hand.

"Okay, Harry." Luna smiled: "Harry, this curse is very dangerous. I don't want you to be in danger because of it. I don't want you to enter the infirmary because of me, so..."

As she spoke, the little witch smiled, revealing the white scars on her hands.

Seems like a warning.

It can even be said that most of the young wizards in Hogwarts will be frightened by this scene of skin and flesh being torn apart.

"Are you burned?" Harry nodded and rolled up his sleeves.

A withered body, like an arm that has been burned dry.

"My teacher said that pain is a good friend of human beings. One is that it will alert you, and the other is that it will recover.

In my opinion, as long as it is a physical injury, it is the easiest one to accept among all the consequences of learning and researching curses. It is much lighter than any physical or mental distortion or impact. "

"You are really crazy." Draco said calmly, looking at the withered arm.

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Let's arm wrestle."

He had never beaten Harry in this area before, but now might be his chance.

Harry glanced at him and put down his sleeves again: "You're not afraid of breaking this hand for me."

"What about the flame?" Luna asked again: "Is it also your good friend?"

Harry's eyes lit up, and he felt a sense of intimacy with Luna's description.

"Yes, that's great. How did you know?"

As he spoke, Harry spread his hands.

A cluster of flames bloomed in his hand.

"It's a bad temper, isn't it." Harry said: "Fire is a bad-tempered, irritable friend. Sometimes, it will burn itself mercilessly.

But what I cannot deny is that when I was still very weak, it has always been my greatest confidence and most powerful arm, helping me resist enemies and help me win in battles.

Compared with other magic spells with magical effects, this grumpy friend is much more straightforward. "

"The way you describe it is really unbearable." Draco curled his lips.

The next moment, the flames in Harry's hands attacked Draco.

Then it bloomed in front of his face.

"Harry." Luna looked at the Slytherin boy in front of her with an expression of wonder.

The other party's expression was exactly the same as his mother's vision of this curse.

This is no exaggeration.

Soon, Harry was in Draco's secret classroom, reading the manuscript that Luna had brought.

"Arask Torsi." Harry murmured the spell: "Well, if we want to simplify it, maybe [Fire Spirit Protection] would be a good choice, what do you think?"

After Luna thought for a moment, she nodded in agreement.

"Why?" Draco was a little confused.

Harry wanted to wave his hands and say, 'Let's play while you talk. ’

But after thinking about it, he simply explained.

"Obviously, this spell is a brand-new combined spell. On the magic pattern fragment, there are shadows of God-calling Guard, Fire Shield Guard, and Transformation."

Harry explained and recited the spells of these spells briefly.

Later, as he spoke, Luna and Draco, who were watching from the sidelines, gradually noticed his increasingly furrowed brows.

"Harry?"

"I seem to have grasped the problem." Harry replied casually, and then quickly looked through Luna's manuscripts.

His reading speed was not comparable to that of Mu En, and the time required was not short. Under the gaze of the two of them, time passed quickly.

They also changed from waiting for Harry to tell him the answer to watching from the sidelines to see when he would finish it.

At the same time, Harry was lost in thought.

"According to these drafts, the reason why the Fire Spell appears like an animal while it is burning continuously comes from the control of the caster and the objects being burned."

"The element of casting the Patronus Charm is the emotion of happiness."

"If the patron saint is compared to [flame], then happy emotions are [firewood]"

"The [Firewood] of the Fire Curse comes from the endless burning matter of the real world. So this fire spirit protection should not be an uncontrolled black magic."

"violent flames"

"Fire is my friend. It will burn me, but it will also protect me."

Then, Harry suddenly raised his head and looked at Luna.

"Miss Lovegood, are you sure these are all the manuscripts?" Harry said seriously.

"Yes, I'm sure." Luna nodded: "You should call me Luna, Harry."

"Okay." Harry nodded: "I seem to have found the core problem of this curse." Harry said.

"Perhaps my idea is not supported by enough magic theory. I cannot tell which spell passage or the wand waving posture is problematic.

However, logically, I seem to have grasped the biggest problem with this spell. "

"What?" Luna opened her mouth and looked at Harry in disbelief.

"Emotions." Harry said slowly: "To be precise, they are the [firewood] of this flame."

As he spoke, Harry pulled out one of the manuscripts.

There were sections of theoretical deductions recorded on it, but Harry's eyes did not linger on it for a moment.

Instead, it pointed to a line of conclusions below.

'When casting a spell, you need to mobilize the angry emotions in your heart to make the fire burn. ’

With that, Harry explained.

"This is obviously based on the theory of the Fire Curse."

“However, from the perspective of what we need this spell to achieve, I think we should start from the perspective of the Patronus Charm.

In other words, we should not simply let the flame burn brightly, but we should focus on the root cause so that it does not burn us in the first place. So my idea is to replace it with [firewood]. "

"The flames of anger burn yourself." Luna lowered her head in a daze and looked at her scarred arms.

Then, his eyes couldn't help but penetrate through time, returning to the year when he was nine years old.

In the raging sea of ​​fire, the figure that protected him.

The little witch, who seemed to be wandering in her thoughts at any time, suddenly raised her head and felt that all her thoughts were being penetrated.

"In the violent flames, I survived."

"It's protection." Luna murmured in a daze, "She gave me the answer a long time ago."

"The correct emotion is not anger, but protection."