Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

"Successful." Harry panted, tapping his wand on his cheek, and the thick and thick blood was immediately swept away, revealing a pale face.

"It's considered a success." Mu En nodded, then raised his hand and took off the wand.

After receiving the wand, he waved again.

Dozens of eyeballs in those research rooms suddenly became excited, swaying the nerve tentacles at the back randomly, while the front parts opened their fangs and began to devour each other.

Within a moment, with the plasma splashing everywhere, there was only one floating eyeball left in the entire laboratory.

Then, the ball-sized eyeball slowly fell on Mu En's hand, as if deflated, but in the blink of an eye, it was only the size of a peach core.

"Eat it." Mu En threw the peach-core eyeball to Harry.

Harry took the bloody dry eyeball, hesitated for a moment, and then threw it straight into his mouth.

His hesitation was just whether to chew or not.

After thinking about it, I still can’t bring myself to speak.

It's better to swallow it directly.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he took it into his mouth, the eyeball would instantly turn into extremely smelly blood, and the smell immediately made his stomach churn.

But buzz——

A huge amount of memories suddenly burst into my mind, and experimental images from different angles were intertwined in my brain in an orderly manner.

"Does it still have such an effect?" Harry took a while to recover.

"Yes." Mu En nodded: "I gave up my soul, so my bio-alchemy creations are basically based on the concept of [biological robot], so there will be some more diverse changes."

"So that's it." Harry nodded, having an idea of ​​the logic of this technique.

"The forgetting time of these memories will be much slower than your own memory. You can analyze it yourself slowly."

"Okay." Harry nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, please clean up this place." Mu En wiped her hands, turned and walked outside the laboratory.

"Do you know where Peeves is?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head repeatedly: "But because of the disappearance of Sir Barrow recently, Peeves is very happy. It should be easy to find him."

Mu En nodded, turned around and walked out of the research room.

It was only afternoon at this time, and as soon as I walked out of the research room, the sunlight from the window fell in.

"What are you looking at?" An indifferent voice appeared from behind.

"Just taking a look." Mu En shook his head: "If you don't look at the scenery, wouldn't the meaning of this journey be in vain?"

"That is to say, you are starting to think about leaving here?" Starr appeared on the mural behind him and raised his monocle.

Mu En was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I don't have that plan yet. And in my current state, even if I want to leave, I won't be able to go far."

"What happens after the curse is lifted?" Starr continued to ask.

"I don't know either." Mu En shook his head: "Maybe you want to go back and take a look? Times have changed, and I don't know what is happening to those guys now."

"I'm starting to feel sad about spring and autumn." Starr lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, with a kind of teasing in his words.

"Crazy." Mu En raised her hand: "Have you collected enough information?"

"That's enough." Starr nodded and gestured to the book in his hand.

"Then, goodbye." Mu En said, "The experiment over there is done, now all that's left is the parameters you can provide me."

"Okay." Starr nodded: "Goodbye."

A gust of cold wind blows from the window, blowing up the tapestry of the troll beating Barnabas silly.

When the tapestry fell, Starr in the mural had already closed his eyes.

Mu En also raised his hand, and wisps of scarlet gathered towards him from the body in the mural.

After a while, as the blood completely returned to his body, he began to comb through the memories in the paintings at high speed.

A minute later, Mu En opened her eyes again.

The carrier of painting is too limited and cannot bear a real [life]. Just like a piece of iron wire that is constantly bent and will break due to metal fatigue, painting cannot bear the continuous thoughts and emotional responses of a life.

This is why Starr gradually became indifferent.

Because the medium of painting cannot bear that he has the same emotions as Mu En himself.

By the way, he also found Peeves through the memory left by Starr.

On the first floor, on the side of the auditorium, near the first corner of the teachers' lounge.

At first, Mu En thought Peeves might have gone somewhere else, but before he even got close, he heard sharp scoldings and Peeves' laughter.

"Do you think that if Barrow is gone, no one will be able to take care of you? Huh? Really? I'm warning you, if you throw dung bombs here again, I will tell the professors about you and let them deal with you."

"Oh, really?" Peeves smiled proudly: "Okay, then I won't play with dung bombs, and I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he threw the dung bomb at Filch.

With a bang, gray smoke rose, and a foul smell came. Mrs. Norris was so frightened that she ran away howling.

Peeves yelled at Filch: "Threatening the great Lord Peeves? I will never play with dung bombs again. I will bring real dung and put it under your pillow tonight." "

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, carrying away the stench of the dung bombs.

"Peeves." Moon said, "It seems like you were really happy after Bloody Baron died."

"Oh" When Peeves heard this voice, the first thing he thought of was to escape.

But before he could put this idea into action, Moon was already standing in front of him.

"Professor Jones. Thank you. Thank you." Filch said hurriedly, looking up, his eyes were full of bloodshot, obviously that thing just now made him suffer a lot.

"It's really troublesome. If it were still the past, I would have a lot of things to use to punish him, but Headmaster Dumbledore is too gentle." Filch said.

Moon knew what those things he was talking about were. Handcuffs, chains, and whips were all objects used for punishment. They had been out of use for many years, but in Filch's office full of the smell of grilled fish, these things were still carefully maintained by him, and each of them could reflect the bright light of metal.

Mrs. Norris was rubbing Moon's calf, her butt was raised high, and Moon crossed his feet and half kicked and half pushed it away.

"Professor Jones, the gun and bullets you gave me last time are completely useless."

"Cannot be used in Hogwarts." Moon said without hesitation: "Dumbledore has reset the magic of Hogwarts, and gunpowder cannot be effective within the scope of this school."

"What?!" Peeves shouted: "How dare he! How dare he!"

"Yes, this is too much, right? I didn't expect Dumbledore to be so powerful that he simply modified the protective magic of Hogwarts." Moon nodded in agreement.

"I knew it, I knew it." Peeves was so angry that his hands were clenched into a ball.

"I came here for a new deal." After dealing with Peeves, Moon returned to the topic: "I want more soul materials from you."

"How much?" Peeves crossed his hands.

"Half." Moon said directly.

"Half?" Peeves glared at Mu En: "Do you want me to follow Barrow and become a dead ghost?"

"I won't die." Mu En smiled calmly: "It's nothing more than becoming smaller, but younger. Think about it, you are more than a thousand years old, don't you want to-"

"No! No!" Peeves said: "I have been young enough for a thousand years."

"What if I exchange it with you for a magic book?" Mu En smiled.

"Magic book?" Peeves' eyes tilted: "I don't want it."

Mu En took out a thick book and spread it out. Every page had a complicated rune array.

"Look, just open the book and aim it at the place where you want to release magic, and you can release the spell."

As he said, Mu En's hand swept across the page and pointed it forward.

Huh--

A strong wind suddenly ran through the entire corridor.

"What?" Peeves' eyes widened, looking at Mu En in disbelief.

"You are not lying to me, are you?" He examined Mu En.

"You can give it a try." Mu En handed the book to him. Peeves took it, flipped through a random chapter, and saw a rain spell, and slid forward.

Suddenly, heavy dark clouds appeared above the entire corridor in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, it began to rain.

"Is it amazing?" Mu En said.

"Okay." Peeves nodded repeatedly, and then his eyes turned: "But I really can't give you so much, otherwise I don't know what will happen."

As he said, Peeves stretched out a foot and a hand: "I can only give you so much. If you don't want it, I can't do anything."

That's what he said, but his other hand was holding the magic book tightly.

"Okay." Mu En nodded with difficulty, and tore off his hands and feet.

Then, Peeves' body began to wriggle, and soon the hands and feet returned to their original state, but they were obviously much smaller.

"Okay, go quickly." Peeves waved his hand and drove Mu En away.

"Okay." Moon smiled and turned to leave.

'I originally just wanted to get a hand of soul essence, but I didn't expect Peeves to be so willing to give it up. ' Moon smiled and walked up the stairs, then turned his head and looked at Filch who had been following him closely below.

"Mr. Filch, it seems that you and I are on the same path?"

"Yes, Professor Jones." Filch said quickly.

Moon turned his head and stopped looking at him.

The two walked all the way to the third floor, and Filch finally couldn't help but said, "Professor Jones. Jones."

"Go ahead." Moon didn't even turn his head.

"That. About that magic book, if I also want a copy, how many Galleons do I need?" Filch asked nervously.

"Mr. Filch, you don't really think I would give such a dangerous thing to Peeves." Moon smiled: "It's just an illusion book. In my opinion, it's not even a magic trick."

"Illusion?"

The next moment, a fireball rushed towards Filch, and before he could react, it went straight through Filch's body.

"This is an illusion. We can only see it, but there is nothing else. And each of the illusions engraved on it can only be used three times." Moon said.

"But." Filch looked at Moon and nodded: "Enough! Even if it's just a trick, it's enough."

As he spoke, he began to grope in his pocket and took out a few gold coins: "I have a few Galleons on me. I know it's definitely not enough, but I still have money. There are at least a few hundred Galleons in my vault."

That was his last money. Over the years, he would spend money on these things whenever he had the chance. For example, last year he spent 150 Galleons to participate in a quick chanting course.

It's a pity that it didn't work. It was just a waste of money.

Otherwise, he would have more than a few hundred Galleons.

"Is this important?" Mu En looked at him in confusion.

Filch's face flushed and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. I am a Squib."

"Okay, but I don't have the materials now. That thing is just a small toy I made when I was free. Of course I can give it to you." Moon hesitated and said: "As for the money? No need for that. Besides, it will take some time for me to give it to you, because I just gave a similar thing to Peeves."

"Of course, of course!" Filch was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He kept thanking him and his tone trembled.

"That's it. If there is nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Take care, Professor Jones." Filch kept bowing and thanking Moon behind him.

'Squib.' Moon murmured. It's no wonder that Filch longed for this ability.

As for why he wanted to deceive Peeves, on the one hand, it was for safety reasons. If he gave him the Book of Illusion, he could only use it to do some scary tricks at most.

And he didn't deceive Peeves. After all, illusion, who said it wasn't a kind of magic.

Coming to the office, Mu En first set his sights on the fireplace.

At this moment, the fireplace was burning with blue-purple starlight flames.

"How is she?"

"She won't die." Lucifer emerged from the flames, and behind him, in the flames, inside the furnace, a portrait was hanging steadily above.

"You know how spiritual my flames are. I can't die, but I can't live either." Lucifer continued.

During this period, he has been maintaining Sindel's spiritual and soul concepts.

Sometimes Fox even needs to work in shifts with him.

The last time Fox was reborn from the ashes, his flames already had spiritual colors, and were no longer just pure blazing flames.

"Thank you and Fox." Mu En nodded, squatted down, and then reached into the fire to take out the mural.

"By the way." Mu En suddenly said, "I still need your flame."

"Use it if you want." Lucifer glanced at him and yawned tiredly.

"Not enough." Mu En said.

"The appendix we signed when we were ten years old is not enough."

"Appendix, you are so shameless to say that." Lucifer's face gradually twitched, and then he sighed helplessly and blew the ashes onto his trouser legs and leather shoes.

At that time, they only had a trading relationship, and he, Lucifer, was the one who was cheated.

In the following years, he frantically looked for opportunities to devour more of Mu En's organs and emotions, and tempted him in various ways.

"Now you want to give more?" Lucifer looked at Mu En teasingly: "Why? Do you trust me so much?"

"Yeah." Mu En nodded, holding Sindel in his arms with his right hand, and spreading his left hand under the flame: "Lucifer, if I can't even trust you, then I really don't know who to trust."

"You guy." Lucifer pretended to vomit, but took the initiative to move the flame core and landed on Mu En's generous hand.

"What is it this time? Wisdom teeth? Or your damn fingernails? Anyway, I don't count on hair." As he said, he imitated Mu En's tone in a yin-yang tone: "A thick head of hair is the most important thing for a man."

"Heart."

As he said, Mu En swallowed Lucifer in one gulp.

"Hey, what about emotions?" Lucifer shouted in Mu En's mouth.

"If you don't say it, then it's love. Anyway, this thing doesn't seem to be of any use to you."

"Bullshit your devil."

Moon swallowed Lucifer: "I want everything. You can't touch my love and desire. I just gave you my heart, just like Miss Sophie only gave Calcifer her hair."

In his arms, Sindel slowly woke up and looked up, only to see Muen's sweaty figure.

"Mr. Jones." She spoke weakly.

"My body has become fragmented, and is being endlessly pulled by various thoughts and emotions.

Let me end--"

The next moment, Muen's heart, that is, in front of Sindel's eyes, appeared like a firework.

"I am now--so strong that it explodes!" Lucifer's generous voice appeared, which was completely different from before.

At the same time, a huge amount of blue-purple flames bloomed on Muen's body, and his hair fluttered wildly because of the constantly expanding airflow.

He raised the painting, stared at the girl in the painting, and showed a gentle smile.

"All the suffering and pulling are over."

"I said it."