Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Hogwarts Castle, third floor, turn to the corner of Ravenclaw Tower.

The moonlight shines through the window and directly passes through Ms. Grey's body.

This is the first time Harry has seriously met Ms. Grey face to face. It must be said that this lady's appearance is indeed excellent enough.

Of course, the reason why he observed so much was just to see the glow of Ravenclaw on Ms. Grey.

At this moment, Ms. Grey did not care about Harry's gaze. She was staring at the letter in front of her. The letter was manipulated by Harry to float up and landed safely in front of her.

"Are you sure this is what my mother gave me?" she asked.

"Yes, we found it in a strange room in the Room of Requirement." Harry said quickly: "The password of that room is your birthday."

"Haha, of course I know." Ms. Grey raised her mouth, but her brows were bitter.

Harry did not see the crying and tears he thought he would see, nor did he see reasonable but not so close to people's curses and disdain.

It was a more complicated mood.

Maybe it's because Ms. Grey and Barrow were both powerful wizards in the past, which led to them retaining so much rationality and thinking in the past thousand years?

After all, as ghosts, Professor Binns is not so complicated.

"Well, if there is nothing else, you can leave first."

"Well, there is one more thing." Harry pondered for a while, and recalled the teasing look of Uncle Muen when he entrusted this matter to him.

"That. Sir Barrow said that he regretted it-"

Halfway through the words, Harry's words were forcibly blocked in his throat by Ms. Grey's sharp eyes.

"To be honest, my unqualified mother changed the password of the laboratory to my birthday, and I didn't feel sick. What you said now does make me feel a little disgusted. What benefits did Barrow give you?"

Harry could only purse his lips helplessly: "No benefit, just entrusted by others, sorry if it makes you feel uncomfortable."

"It's okay." Ms. Grey looked at Harry, and the frank attitude expressed by this little wizard made her feel better.

"So you went to my mother's laboratory, right?"

"Yes."

"Can I go take a look?" she suddenly said.

"Um, Professor Jones may be in the laboratory now, but I think it should be fine."

"Lead the way." Ms. Grey nodded.

A moment later, Harry took Ms. Grey to the portrait of the troll beating the stupid Barnabas on the eighth floor.

Sure enough, the giant eagle representing the door of the laboratory had appeared on the wall.

"Password." It said.

"It's strange that someone needs a password." Harry was thinking, and Ms. Grey had taken the lead and said the password.

"Welcome back." The giant eagle said respectfully, and then a deep vortex appeared on the wall.

In Ravenclaw's laboratory, Muen turned around helplessly.

"In this case, I feel very embarrassed, obviously I am already in this secret room."

Harry smiled: "Maybe it's because there is no door that can knock on the vortex."

"Maybe." Muen nodded.

Just as the two were talking and laughing, Ms. Grey's eyes were already attracted by an object shining with golden light.

"You found it?!" She looked at Muen in disbelief.

"Yes." Muen nodded and raised the crown: "Speaking of which, perhaps we should thank Mr. Potter."

"Thank you very much." Ms. Grey looked at Harry casually and nodded to express her gratitude, and then quickly turned her eyes back to the crown.

It was purely a courtesy that made her say thank you.

But

"Why do I feel a little strange?" She was a little confused.

"Voldemort sealed a piece of his soul in it, so - this is a Horcrux." Muen explained.

Hearing this, Ms. Grey was obviously in extreme anger.

"Defilement! This is naked defilement, how dare he!!"

Unfortunately, apart from being extremely angry, she could only be extremely angry.

Although she was indeed dissatisfied with her mother, the act of wanting to steal it showed the status of the crown in her heart.

To be honest, she couldn't accept it.

After calming down for a long time, she regained her composure and asked as calmly as possible: "What are you going to do with it now?"

"Research." Mu En said casually.

Hearing this answer, she breathed a sigh of relief: "What do you want to study?"

"Soul." Mu En replied, grinning, his long sharp teeth exposed, and his pointed ears fluttering uncontrollably.

"There has never been such a perfect experimental subject, I can't even raise any psychological burden."

"Ah?" Harry was a little confused.

"It's not what you think." Mu En explained: "I'm just studying how to peel this soul out."

As he said, Mu En slapped his head.

"You come to be an assistant, and you must ensure that you follow up on this experiment."

"Do I want it too?" Harry straightened his glasses, a little distressed: "Is this topic a bit too advanced for me, Uncle Mu En. And I feel like I can't help much."

Soul, he really can't think of what he can do in this field.

But it doesn't matter if he has to serve tea and water.

"Indeed." Mu En nodded seriously, and couldn't help but chuckled: "There's really not much you can do."

Then, he changed the subject and said: "But this, you must learn! And there is no better time and opportunity than this!"

"Okay." Harry nodded seriously.

"Soul." Ms. Grey murmured: "Well, if I mean if, you can really keep the crown safely in the end, then..."

As she said, she turned to look at Harry.

"I don't know if I have the right to give the crown to you, Mr. Harry Potter."

"Me?" Harry was a little surprised.

"Yes, Professor Jones also said just now that you found the crown, didn't you?"

"That's right. But."

"Of course." Mu En nodded: "Ms. Grey, you are the heir of the crown, of course you have the right to decide its ownership."

"That's good." Ms. Grey breathed a sigh of relief, showing a very beautiful and extremely pale smile.

"Thank you for your respect for me, for a ghost who is about to leave."

Mu En's ears flapped, and he looked at the ghost in front of him in confusion.

"Wait, what did you say? A ghost that is about to leave?"

Ms. Grey nodded.

"Ah, I have felt it. But it seems that you don't know the coming and going of ghosts."

"Really don't know." Muen nodded.

Ms. Grey was not surprised. After all, this is a matter between ghosts, and this concept is extremely chaotic for most of the confused ghosts.

She also summed up this little concept about ghosts bit by bit from thousands of years of observation.

"I think you have all heard of a Hogwarts legend." She said.

"If the school dismisses Professor Binns, then perhaps he will disappear soon."