Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

On Friday, after a busy week of classes, the activity that the little wizards were most looking forward to finally began.

The first Duel Club meeting after Christmas break.

All club members, no one was absent.

Even non-club members still gathered in the auditorium. The week after the holidays was extra boring in terms of viewing, and they needed the Duel Club to bring them some spice.

At this time, a duel attracted everyone's attention.

Harry Potter, recognized as the best duelist in his second year, met Hermione Granger, the know-it-all lady who everyone knew.

Even some people around them stopped waving their wands and made way for them.

At the door of the auditorium, there were also two people, two extremely awkward people standing among the crowd.

"It seems that it's not just you that has changed, but also the entire Hogwarts." Newt said, his voice old.

"Perhaps so." Dumbledore nodded: "Then do you think this is good or bad?"

"Dumbledore. No, Professor, we are all old." Newt said: "This is of course a good thing, no doubt. It is even much better than before."

"I think so too." Dumbledore nodded.

"Oh?" Newt was a little surprised: "Dumbledore, this is different from the you I remember."

"Of course." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "Many problems will eventually have to be faced, but they are just backlogged from the previous era to the next era."

Newt was silent for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

There was only one issue that they could talk about that related to the times.

Suddenly, Newt said for no reason: "Sir, do you know about the camera?"

"I've heard about it." Dumbledore nodded and said, "It's a Muggle creation, right?"

"Yes." Newt nodded: "A few days ago, the police knocked on our door. Do you know the reason? The reason was because we didn't leave the house for a long time, so we were suspected of dying in the house. middle."

"Reasonable doubt, what does this have to do with cameras?"

“They observe with the help of cameras, which can monitor and record what they see, just like alchemical creations.

I consulted with the Muggle police and learned that the installation of cameras would be a trend of the times. "

Dumbledore understood quickly and immediately understood what Newt wanted to express.

"The higher-ups at the Ministry of Magic don't want children to have too much power and are happy with the declining level of wizards' spellcasting. For their own benefit."

Newt nodded: "Actually, I have had the same worry. When conflicts break out one day, what can the wizarding world do?

century! Professor, you and I have personally experienced hundreds of years in this world. We all know how exaggerated the development of Muggles has been over the past hundred years.

Professor, Flamel must have told you that he was leaving. "

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, inevitably feeling a little depressed: "The first six hundred years he went through were not as good as the development of Muggles in the past one hundred years...

He said... he was a guy from the old days, much older, so old that... he couldn't see any place for him in the future...

To put it bluntly, it won’t take twenty years for the issues between the Muggle world and the wizarding world to be put on the table. By then, I hope that the wizarding world, and I hope that wizards, will at least have more choices. "

"Yes," Newt agreed, "I have studied so many animals, and I have seen a fact from territorial struggles and the development of groups of different genera.

Struggle brings development, and development brings strength enough to stand firm in force majeure changes. Only in this way can an animal group avoid the end of extinction. "

"Newt, you have changed." Dumbledore's eyes were still gentle.

"It's not that I've changed, it's just that I'm old, Professor."

At this moment, his tone was the same as it had been many years ago.

"I am almost dying of old age. When I open the door and see a Muggle policeman with a gun on his waist, and I may have difficulty even waving my wand, I can't help but worry about the future of the wizarding world.

And twenty years... isn't it just a blink of an eye? I feel like the wizarding world is far from ready.

Besides... there is also the mysterious man who is about to make a comeback..."

Newt had no doubts about Dumbledore's statement that Voldemort would return.

The trust built over the years trumps everything.

As he spoke, he set his sights on the duel field.

"Actually, I thought you would be more worried about the mysterious man," he said.

"Originally...before Moon appeared." Dumbledore said.

"Do you trust him that much?"

Dumbledore smiled: "If I were asked to choose one of my most commendable qualities, then perhaps one's ability would bear the brunt of it."

On the other side, Draco was dueling with Ron.

Why are you looking for Ron? It's just... I just don't like him! !

"Damn it! Why did you get up again?!" Looking at Ron, who had a black snake hanging on his arm and was still rushing towards him while waving his wand, Draco felt as if he was in a dream.

How come this guy is like a goblin and can't even be beaten to death? !

Even after being cursed by himself several times, he was still able to stand up again and then attack him again.

Thinking, Draco concentrated again, and kept reviewing in his mind what he had learned before, and the exercises he had forced himself to perform again and again during the holidays.

"Expelliarmus—" He waved his wand quickly, and the next moment, Ron's new wand suddenly came out of his hand!

But what struck at the same time was a fist.

The clenched fist hit the face, and the inside of the mouth rubbed and collided with the teeth, causing blood and severe pain.

Draco's whole body also flew out.

"Wait a minute, do you look like a wizard when you use your fists? Damn Gryffindor!" Draco spit blood on the ground, and then quickly raised his hand to stop Ron.

Just as he was about to turn over while holding his sore cheek, he was suddenly kicked.

"Who's blind?! You've crossed the line, and the fight is still going on here!" he said unhappily.

"Oh, sorry, Draco." The man turned around quickly. Draco looked up and saw the appearance of the man. He was a Hufflepuff of the same grade. He couldn't remember his name.

Then, he stretched out his hand. The man hesitated for a moment and quickly pulled him up.

He patted the dust on his clothes, carefully rubbed his aching face, and said unhappily: "Who is fighting over there, seventh grade? Such a big battle."

"It's Granger and Potter dueling."

"What?" Draco looked in disbelief: "Potter and who?"

"Granger!!" the man replied loudly. The noise around them was too much, and many people were frightened by the duel scene between Harry and the others.

Draco also looked over quickly.

At this time, Hermione had already cast the Cloud and Rain Curse, and Harry still wielded his best fire dragon, trying to attack with force.