Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Nonsense." Barrow glanced at him.

"No, no!" Peeves yelled.

Barrow might have a negative personality, or he was just unhappy with Peeves' existence, which led to such a rebuttal mentality.

As for Peeves' words, he believed them more.

Because he had no other choice, after all, he couldn't let this guy really go out and die.

"Then another thing, Peeves and Barrow, can I separate a little bit of your things from each of you for research?" Mu En asked.

"You won't cut off my hand, will you?" Peeves said.

Barrow glanced at him, and then tore off a piece of his clothes.

"Professor, I don't know if this is okay."

"Yes, they are all part of your soul." Mu En nodded.

"But these things after leaving the ghost-"

Barrow's words suddenly stagnated, and at this moment Mu En's palm gradually became translucent and exuded a blue-purple color. He gently grabbed the pieces of clothes that Barrow had torn off, and then took out a bottle and put it in it.

Then, Muen's eyes fell on Peeves.

On the other side, Moonlight Castle.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Harry walked downstairs and opened the door, and then saw a round face with a big gift box in his hand.

"Dudley?!" Harry looked at the visitor in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Dudley quickly handed the thing in his hand to Harry and said: "This is your Christmas gift. Mom and Dad are not here today, so I have the opportunity to send it to you."

"Let me see." Dudley said: "How long will your Christmas vacation last? Is that wizard here?"

"He's not here." Harry leaned against the door frame: "How are you doing recently?"

"It's still the same as before." Dudley said: "It feels interesting and boring. There is something to play every day, but I always feel that something is missing."

"It sounds like a good day at least. If you don't think it's a good day, then there are too many good days." Harry smiled.

Dudley scratched his head embarrassedly: "I came here mainly to ask, I heard one of my classmates bragging about the magic world to me a few days ago, he told me that they went to an exhibition in the magic world some time ago."

"Oh, really?" Harry nodded: "That's true, there were many No-Maj's participating in the Anglo-Greek Expo some time ago."

"I heard him say that the magic world and the world of ordinary people will merge in the future?"

"What is that?" Harry asked in confusion: "No one has ever said that, at least I don't know."

"He said his brother said it." Dudley explained: "He also said that his brother went to the place called Hogwarts."

"Ah, so that's the case." Harry nodded: "I know the reason, um. Maybe, these things in the future are not accurate, who knows."

"By the way, why are you asking this?"

"Ah, nothing." Dudley smiled awkwardly.

"What? You also want to go to the magic world to take a look?" Harry smiled.

Dudley opened his mouth, and finally nodded as if he was seen through.

"Just tell me if you have this idea. It's not a big deal. It's just that I can't deal with Mr. Dursley."

"Mr."

"Yeah." Harry nodded: "Uncle Moon said that he gave the Dursleys enough money, so."

"Yes." Dudley pursed his lips.

"We are moving." He said.

Harry looked at him in surprise: "Are you moving?"

"Yeah." Dudley nodded: "Dad said one night some time ago that if he continued to live here, he would sooner or later suffer from neurasthenia, so he decided to put this plan on the agenda as soon as he came back that day."

On the second night of Christmas, Vernon was frightened by the visit of Rita, Rufus and others.

To be precise, he was frightened by his inner disgust.

Harry actually understood Vernon's idea, especially when he could destroy one or two houses at will without any effort.

If it were him, he might also reject the group of wizards.

Yes, he understood Vernon. Although he hated this guy, he would still try to look at the problem from Vernon's perspective.

And this would allow him to gain more vision and understanding.

For example, now that he looked at wizards from Vernon's perspective, he naturally discovered the biggest difficulty of what Professor Dumbledore wanted to do.

It's not just whether wizards are willing to accept No-Maj.

Similarly, whether No-Maj is willing to accept wizards is also a problem, and a big problem.

Putting aside these thoughts, Harry looked at Dudley.

"Perhaps, this is the right choice, if it can make them sleep a little more at ease every night in the future." Harry said.

"Thank you." Dudley felt that Harry in front of him was not like his younger brother at all, but like those well-talked adults that his father would occasionally receive at home.

"When will we move out?" Harry asked instead.

"We'll move in two days." Dudley said, "Actually, Dad bought the house over there after you left, but it was being renovated before, but now he seems to be unable to wait, and Mom also agrees with this choice."

"It seems that we will go our separate ways in the future." Harry said freely, but the words fell into Dudley's ears, but they were not pleasant.

Moreover, he was not sure whether it was because Harry was richer and more powerful now that he felt sad about the separation between the two.

If so, then he is an unscrupulous villain.

It can be said that it is not because of the kind of thinking of interests, but purely because of feelings.

To be honest, Dudley felt ashamed to think so.

Including the reason why he asked Harry about the future of the magical world and the Muggle world, instead of hoping that Harry would take him to the magical world, this was the reason.

Because I don’t have that face.

"Would you like to go shopping in Diagon Alley?" Harry suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Dudley was startled.

"Yeah." Harry nodded: "I'll buy you an owl. If you want to contact me, there is a way."

‘After all, there is no way I would take the initiative to contact you except for festivals and the like. ’ Harry thought to himself.

"May I?"

"Forget about mother-in-law." Harry smiled: "But don't tell your friends these things."

There was no other reason than Harry simply didn't like those guys.

"Okay, now?"

"Right now, aren't your parents here? There is no better opportunity than this. They are going to see the house, right."

"That's right." Dudley nodded: "Then let's set off."

"Okay, I'll pack it up." Harry nodded and walked into the house holding the gift box Dudley gave him.

School was about to start, so he really wanted to go to Diagon Alley.

At the same time, Harry also began to think about something he had been thinking about before.

Soon, Harry called Hermione and they came to Diagon Alley together.

During this period, Hermione's eyes kept looking weird.

She naturally knew about Harry's relationship with this family, but she didn't expect it.

But when I thought about Harry's title just now, I barely understood it.

Harry just introduced Dudley as "friend".

"Let's go and get some money." Harry said, pulling out his wand and tapping the bricks at the entrance to the alley behind the bar. At the same time, he couldn't help but warn Dudley: "You'd better not wander around, be careful of dark wizards. The first time I came here, I encountered those things.”

"They are people." Hermione couldn't help but corrected.

"No, it's just a toy." Harry smiled and walked into the streets of Diagon Alley first.

Although the Anglo-Greek Expo is now in full swing, it does not hinder the excitement here. After all, whether it is daily needs, or as the oldest commercial street in Europe that foreign wizards choose to visit, Diagon Alley will always have something to offer. Comparable foot traffic.

Dudley was almost dazzled by the sight, wishing he had eight eyes like a spider.

Everything here is so novel to him, and at the same time, it feels like seeing a scene in a dream.

"Jumpin' Magic Joke Shop, I saw this name on the invisible ink you gave me." Dudley whispered.

"Yeah." Harry just responded flatly.

In addition, he can only respond to those who say hello to him.

After all, there were still too many people saying hello to him, too many to count.

"Are you Harry Potter? Oh my God, I've heard your story in America. Can we take a photo?"

"Yeah." Harry hurriedly hummed and walked past with his head lowered.

Because there were so many people of all kinds, he had to buy a copy of the Daily Prophet, pretend to bow his head, and turn a deaf ear to the greetings.

"You seem to be very respected here." Dudley looked at Harry blankly. He had never thought that his younger brother actually had a completely different identity in this world.

"Yeah." Harry just responded casually. He would be more willing to admit the fact that he has the second-year gold belt than his parents would exchange their lives for something given to him.

In newspapers, there are reports on many recent events.

"Recently, Mr. Malfoy stated at a private banquet that Rufus did not imprison Barty Jr. at all, and that the body of Barty Jr. he claimed was just a charred corpse.

Today, the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic officially responded. And publicly displayed a lot of information on Little Barty's body, "see the picture below for details, the editor has processed the bloody part of the picture."

In the picture, we can clearly see the slowly flowing Dark Mark, which is on Barty Jr.'s arm.

At the same time, the appearance of the corpse restored through the appearance restoration technique was also displayed. The body was identified as that of Barty Crouch Jr. "

Then, he looked at the report below.

"At present, Rufus Scrimgeour's votes have overwhelmed many candidates. Perhaps now before Rufus Scrimgeour becomes Minister, only the votes in the Wizengamot are left. Again, the votes of those living in Godric's Hollow Mrs. Calvin told this reporter: 'I hope people in the Wizengamot will not embarrass this young man participating in the election. The Ministry of Magic needs the emergence of such a minister.'"

'That's what the old lady in Godric's Hollow said? ’ Harry muttered in his heart: ‘I’m afraid you didn’t say it yourself. ’

Is this the power of public opinion?

Just as he was thinking about it, Dudley's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Is that Flourish and Blotts?" Dudley said, "You bought your textbooks there."

At the same time, a high-pitched voice appeared in the crowd.

"Yes, I did not submit my work to the Anglo-Greek Expo. It is very popular there now, but as you all know, I am not someone who uses those exhibition achievements to embellish myself.

Yes, you didn't expect that even though I have won the Order of Merlin, the third-class medal, the honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and won the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award for five consecutive times. But I am still not a person who cares so much about fame."

Suddenly, cheers rang out from the audience.

"Yes, as for the knowledge that everyone wants to know and can be displayed at the Anglo-Greek Expo, and the treasures that have accompanied me for many years, I have put them all in my new book - "Gilderoy Lockhart: The Magic of Treasures that Travel Through the World". If you buy this work at Flourish and Blotts today, you can sign the book at the same time. If you buy the set version of thirteen books including "Walking with a Ghost Girl", you can also get a number of personal peripherals including autographed cards and autographed handbags. Limited to the first 100 copies, first come first served, buy as soon as possible."

"It's Mr. Lockhart!!" Hermione said excitedly.

"Oh." Harry nodded.

"Why is your reaction so flat." Hermione looked at him: "Do you know who he is? He is-"

"But he submitted the manuscript to Uncle Moon." Harry even wanted to pick his nose now.

"Then Uncle Moon threw it to Mr. Lucifer."

This is a euphemism, to be precise, it was burned with fire.

"Pure garbage." Harry continued, "That's what Uncle Moon said about him at the time.

Lockhart also put a signed photo of himself in the envelope, which disgusted Uncle Moon at the time.

Maybe he wanted to use that signed photo as a bribe?!"

"What...what?" Hermione looked at Harry awkwardly.

In her mind, Lockhart was a figure like Mr. Moon Jones and Headmaster Dumbledore.

After all, he was a great wizard who traveled around the world and solved many problems.

An absolute strong man.

And Harry...had come into contact with this guy earlier.

When in Greece.

"Let's go." He urged, and the place was almost surrounded by Lockhart's fans.

"Really? This is impossible." Hermione said in disbelief.

"Are you sure this is what Mr. Jones said?" She asked quickly.

To be honest, if Harry or other friends said this, Hermione would definitely refute it. After all, among these friends, Hermione is more willing to believe in herself and what she has seen in books.

But if it was Mr. Jones who said it, then she couldn't be so foolish as to say it.

After all, he was the professor.