Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The dinner party started soon. Mu En wasted no time and walked downstairs after seeing the boat rowing across the black lake.

In the auditorium on the first floor, many children greeted him warmly. Mu En took a quick look and saw that most of the professors had already arrived at the guest of honor seat.

He walked forward quickly, and when passing by Flivi, he raised his wine glass high: "Aha, Mu En, you are finally here."

In fact, he didn't really want Mu En to take this position. He was worried that something would happen to Mu En.

After all, it's hard for Flitwick to find a friend who is so compatible and knows so much about magic.

As soon as he sat down, Severus turned his head.

"Jones, I'm curious as to how you should interpret that sentence on the intensive class selection form."

"Oh, yes, I'm curious too. You know, our dean has to provide course selection guidance for students." Flitwick also looked at Mu En curiously across Snape.

Speaking of this, Mu En also thought about it. Professor McGonagall had asked him before about the course selection criteria for the NEWTs intensive classes for sixth and seventh grade students.

Children at Hogwarts have two very important exams in seven years.

One is the OWLs exam, which is the ordinary wizard level exam and is taken in fifth grade. In addition to the six compulsory subjects, there are another six elective subjects, totaling 12 subjects.

The second is the NEWTs exam, the ultimate wizard level exam, the seventh grade exam.

In the middle of the two years, the sixth and seventh years, are the two school years when the management of children at Hogwarts is relatively loose, but the academic work may be more arduous.

Similar to university.

Although Mu En feels... this is a violation of higher education.

After all, the Ministry of Magic attaches great importance to the NEWTs test in recruitment, but the spellcasting ability of most people in the Ministry of Magic... Mu En took a quick look that day, and the evaluation was... a piece of cake!

The so-called Ultimate Wizard Examination seems to be very worthless, otherwise the magic world would not have stagnated for so many years.

Oh, and it’s not considered stagnant. Wolfsbane potion was invented more than 20 years ago.

That's it.

For this reason, Mu En does not want to be too strict in terms of OWLs results.

It is neither O (outstanding) like Snape, nor E (exceeds expectations) like most teachers.

Just an A (passing grade).

This request was simply unheard of at Hogwarts.

You know, OWLs can be retaken. In other words, as long as they are willing to put in some effort, no matter how stupid they are, they can pass the exam and choose courses.

According to Snape: "Putting those precious knowledge in front of a group of trolls is a waste and humiliation."

"Oh, of course." Mu En nodded: "But I will add one more sentence, right?"

"Those who are willing to go higher and further, or those who are willing to protect others, can come here to obtain Aegis to resist the cruel world."

Snape said dryly, seemingly dissatisfied with this pretentiousness.

Mu En smiled: "We all know that the magic world is not peaceful. I only came up with these words because of Quirrell's fallen experience.

As long as there are children who want to continue on the path of magic, I am willing to give them that shield. Just as Perseus on his journey gained Aegis. "

"It seems that you have compared yourself to an ancient Greek god?" Snape looked at him.

"Don't be so picky, Severus." Moon shook her head and said, "I'm very humble."

After Mu En explained this, he changed the topic and looked at them with interest: "By the way, I plan to..."

Just as he was talking, the door of the auditorium was opened, and Professor McGonagall walked in, whispered to Dumbledore, and then glanced at the three people talking together.

The three of them had no choice but to give up. After all, the sorting ceremony was coming soon, and it was obviously inappropriate for them to continue talking here.

Soon, Professor McGonagall led the first-year wizards into the auditorium. They looked nervous and expectant. His attention was gradually diverted by the singing of the Sorting Hat.

Because it was indeed very unpleasant to listen to, and I didn’t want to be nervous about the mysterious sorting ceremony.

Then they turned their attention to the guest of honor seat and noticed the famous Dumbledore and...

A…a cat-headed teacher? !

Wait, was that dried fish he just ate? !

"The one whose name I read comes forward!" Professor McGonagall's voice interrupted the children's rustling.

Soon, the sorting ceremony ended. Dumbledore stood up and gave a brief speech, and then the banquet began directly.

Mu En clinked glasses with the people around her and said after she had almost finished eating: "As for the topic just now, I plan to organize a club after it stabilizes after a while."

"No, I'm not interested at all." Snape refused simply, but Flitwick was very interested.

"I plan to organize a duel club. To be honest, I originally thought of a fight club, which is more bloody, but we are still wizards after all." Mu En said.

Snape's heart skipped a beat and he gasped.

Duel Club...Duel, Battle...Magic Defense...

Snape didn't build his own club, he didn't bother to waste his time on it.

But today, when Mu En mentioned the Duel Club, his mind turned and he understood what the role of this club was.

"Well... maybe this is a good idea, and I have plenty of time." Snape picked up the glass and turned around.

After hearing Mu En's idea, Flitwick immediately expressed his strong interest.

What many young wizards don't know is that the Charms teacher they see as an affable person who rarely loses his temper was once a dueling champion when he was young.

Unfortunately, he may not have that much time and can only participate in club activities occasionally.

Mu En had thought about inviting them both for a long time. There was no need to say more about Flitwick. As for Snape, although Moon didn't interact much with him, it could be seen that he was very experienced in fighting.

Below, Harry was busy dealing with the first-year Slytherins. They were a little too enthusiastic, which made Harry uncomfortable.

After dealing with this, Draco looked at Harry: "Are you going to participate in the Quidditch selection?"

Harry immediately thought of the shooting star and said with a smile, "I'm afraid my friend will be very disappointed if I don't go."

"Okay." Draco smiled and raised his head: "I can tell you in advance that I will also participate. Maybe you can prepare tissues for your friend in advance."

Harry suddenly choked on his orange juice and coughed for a long time. He looked at Draco with a red face and couldn't understand why he was so arrogant.

When he got to the dormitory, he immediately understood.

I saw a luxurious broom appearing next to Draco's luggage. Carefully selected chestnut branches were used as the broom head, and they were tied with gilt copper sheets etched with fine runes.

The entire broom handle turns through two arcs to form a shape more suitable for riding.

On the end of the broom handle, there are golden words.

Nimbus 2001.

"How about it?" Draco proudly introduced to Harry: "Then you can see me riding him on the court to kill everyone."