Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Early the next morning, Saturday.

Mu En walked down the room, looked at the slightly empty living room, rubbed her nose, and an emotion that had not arisen for a long time emerged for no reason.

Then, he turned his gaze to the moving blue sky and white clouds outside the window, feeling a little bored.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Mu En shook his head and said, "This window has this view every day. I feel a little tired of seeing it."

As he spoke, he thought about how he hadn't taken care of the outside of the Screaming Shack. It was overgrown with weeds and the windows were boarded up, making it look like a haunted house.

Thinking, he turned the door handle, and with a ding, the exit was directed to Hogsmeade.

As he pushed the door open, his fingers flickered, and the wooden slats that had sealed the windows were violently torn apart.

Then the weeds in front of me seemed to be harvested by an invisible sickle.

After a while, there was more life outside the Screaming Shack, and it no longer looked so depressed.

After the towering weeds disappeared, his gaze was enough to see the hillside in the distance.

A woman in a long black dress was standing on a hill. The grass was dancing with the chilly wind of early spring. The sun had just risen, forming a straight line with Nagini's figure.

That black dress looked so eye-catching.

Also fragile.

Is she like this every day, or did he just happen to bump into her this time?

Mu En is also unknown.

After returning to the house and washing up, he walked towards the school, but instead of walking into the castle, he walked into the Quidditch pitch.

This is what he has been doing on weekends for a while now.

Come every morning and check the preset field transformation formations here.

The crow-headed wand appeared, stomping the ground slightly, and the ground of the entire arena surged. A series of blue runes appeared from under the soil like long snakes, and then sections of the body were actively revealed in front of Mu En.

And he just stopped where he was, looking at the magic lines.

Soon, as the sun gradually rose, the first little wizard was welcomed into the arena. It was a fifth-grade little wizard. He looked a little nervous now, with some oil stains on the corners of his mouth. He had obviously come here after breakfast in a hurry. Here it is.

"Professor, good morning." The boy said, looking at the magic patterns all over Mu En's body in surprise: "Are these ancient magic patterns?"

"Mr. Finn, good morning." Mu En nodded, and the runes gradually fell into the ground.

"Yes, these are ancient magic patterns."

"Really? Why haven't I learned this in class? Oh, I have taken the ancient magic text course as an elective. Professor Bathida Barbling has never taught us this before!" Finn said.

"What I learned is not quite the same as what you learned." Mu En smiled: "This is another ancient magic pattern, just like the difference between English, French and German." Mu En explained.

"In addition, the direction taught by Professor Babuling focuses on the direction of history. This is also the basis for you to learn and master ancient magic texts, just like if you want to learn arithmetic, you must at least understand the numbers first."

"Oh, that's it, I know." Finn nodded.

"Isn't your girlfriend here? I remember she was also a finalist." Mu En said instead.

"Oh" Finn's face suddenly became embarrassed: "She has asked me not to go to her during this time."

"Why?" Mu En smiled.

"I don't know either." Finn scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Okay." Mu En nodded, bid farewell to the little boy who was in the throes of adolescence, and returned to the castle.

After enjoying breakfast, it was almost past nine o'clock.

This morning, it was a game from fifth grade.

But what surprised Mu En was that a face he didn't often see came to the teacher's bench today.

Sybill Trelawney!

She wore large black round-framed glasses, her blond, dull hair was tied behind her head, a large gypsy-style turban was tied on her forehead to cover her hairline, and there were at least five or six strings of various necklaces hanging around her neck.

"Aha, long time no see, Professor Trelawney." Moon at least expressed a basic welcome to his arrival.

Then, his nostrils twitched and he smelled a slightly sour smell of sherry.

Strong sherry, it seems that yesterday was Friday, and she drank a lot after the class.

"Oh, Jones, how nice. Long time no see!" Trelawney nodded and waved to Moon.

"I have heard that you are holding a competition before, and this is the first time I have come here to watch it." Trelawney said, her speaking speed was exaggeratedly slow, and her overall mental outlook was a little weak.

Mu En exchanged pleasantries with her again, and then sat down where she had been sitting before.

Mag whispered next to him: "She must have been awake all night. This state seems a bit too bad."

Soon, the Hogsmeade merchants who came in to do business also walked into the school and began to set up their stalls. Trelawney stood up from her seat and left alone. She returned to the teacher's viewing table feeling a little disappointed.

Other professors also arrived one after another. When they saw the person coming, they all looked at him in surprise. Then they sat down and discussed today's competition.

Instead, Professor Sinister, who taught astronomy, started chatting with her.

The time gradually reached ten o'clock, and Ms. Rosmerta also brought the drinks that the professors had ordered for the game. Unlike the first time, they were given as gifts, and the teachers would not do such a dishonorable thing.

But after the first competition, Hagrid remembered the drinks, covered all the expenses, and refused anyone to give him compensation or money.

He had nowhere to spend the Ministry of Magic compensation money.

He was even afraid that if he didn't spend it faster, he might gradually forget about the money one day.

Behind Mu En, there was also a faint smell of sherry.

He noticed Professor McGonagall frowning, but didn't say much.

Everyone focused their attention on the middle of the field, listening to Jordan's hosting.

The first game was interesting.

Finn versus - his girlfriend!

Looking at the little witch, Mu En suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the duel competition was just announced, a group of little wizards blocked him in the corridor.

Among them were these two people. Finn also said at the time that he did not want to meet his girlfriend for fear of hurting her.

Now looking at the little witch walking onto the playing field with a restless face, Mu En immediately understood why she was unwilling to go with Finn.

Maybe he was thinking that he would teach his opponent a lesson on the field.

The little witch was on tenterhooks, and Finn, who had said that his curse was no joke.

The intensity of the competition between the two was obviously higher than normal.

"Olivia! I won't hold back in a duel!" Finn said, "By the way, after the fight, do you want to go to Mrs. Puddy's Teahouse? Also, if I win, can you not give me a Valentine's Day gift?" Got it!"