Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"Ah" Sirius gently shook his hands again.

I thought there would be an eager hug or something.

Harry looked at the Black Lake, thought for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"I don't have anything worth talking about. In the first ten years of my life, I just felt that life was very gloomy.

I was living with my aunt's family, you know, as a sudden presence.

I didn’t get a very good life.”

"What kind of life?!" Sirius felt something thick in Harry's tone.

Harry was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"A person who subconsciously and morally needs to nurture me, but feels that he is spending his money and time on an 'outsider', scolds me in actions and words.

Well, that's probably what life is like.

Barely alive, barely alive! "

Sirius' face suddenly turned ugly, and he said: "It sounds like life in an orphanage in our time. Only the minimum living needs are maintained, and the rest."

"I don't know." Harry smiled, and then seemed to comfort Sirius in turn.

"I don't think about it anymore, it's in the past. It's a contradictory thing, because even though it was a bad day.

But the good news is - I survived. "

This is not what a child needs from a family.

Unless he is completely disappointed with that so-called "home".

Sirius, for some reason of his own, understood Harry's thoughts deeply.

Perhaps, he also found some reasons why his godson is so mature.

"Why don't you come to my house!" Sirius simply invited.

"Although there has been no one for more than ten years, there is no problem if two people want to live there. There is always a house elf in charge of the affairs of the house!"

Harry shook his head helplessly: "Principal Dumbledore said that for some special reasons, I will continue to stay in that place every holiday before I become an adult."

"What the principal said?!"

Harry nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, a somewhat disappointing answer!" Sirius curled his lips and said.

"But life there is not that bad now. I only stay with them when I go to bed at night." Harry explained.

"I am now Mr. Jones's magic apprentice, and he lives diagonally across from my aunt's house.

So what I'm saying is, life has changed. This is why I no longer dwell on the past! "

"etc?!"

Sirius stared at Harry;

"You mean, you are that kind of magic apprentice who is not a school, private, or ancient system?!"

"Yes!"

Well, Sirius found the source of it all.

Soon, June is here.

The dark cloud of Sirius's escape from prison has enveloped the magical world and even affected the world of ordinary people to a certain extent.

Now, on TV, there are wanted notices for him and the prison robbers.

He is said to be a vicious villain who carries a "pistol" with him.

But, it didn’t affect Hogwarts much!

There's no time to be afraid of escaped criminals, the big horror is coming - final exams! !

Unlike the little wizards who are worried about exams.

What professors are worried about now is——

"Moon, are you okay lately?!" Professor Flitwick poured hot tea for Muen.

Professor Sprout picked up the tea cup, but his eyes were always on Mu En, waiting for his answer.

Even Mag, who was usually unsmiling, was like this, staring at Mu En, waiting for him to speak.

"No." Mu En suddenly felt a little strange: "Why are you so concerned about this issue all of a sudden?"

Then, the door to the teachers' lounge suddenly opened.

The old man in white robe strode into it, startling several people.

"Albus, why are you here?" Professor McGonagall quickly looked at her: "The Ministry of Magic came to visit again?"

"Oh, no, Minerva, relax!" Dumbledore smiled: "I just haven't had a sip of hot tea in a long time."

As he spoke, he also intervened and quickly entered the topic just now.

Dumbledore clapped his hands and said with a chuckle: "What Julius means is whether you can continue to be the professor of this course in the next school year."

"If you don't have a problem with it, I don't either."

Speaking of this, Mu En actually remembered this matter.

It seems that the so-called curse has never appeared on him.

Or does it mean that all the troubles caused by the curse were blocked by him? !

He doesn't know either.

"Anyway, as far as the current situation is concerned, I don't have any problems." Mu En took a sip of hot tea and said, "I haven't thought of any other problems for the time being!"

"That's good!" Flitwick had a smile on his face.

Dumbledore also smiled: "Very good, then my first problem has now been solved!"

"There's a second one?!"

"Yes, yes." Dumbledore added another piece of sugar to the teacup. This seemed to be the fourth piece of sugar.

"About the professor of our Care of Magical Creatures class next term." Dumbledore nodded.

"Oh, that's true." Professor McGonagall nodded: "Kelbourne decided to continue chasing the dragon in the remaining days, what an amazing courage!"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded in agreement: "When a person is old and has looked past many things, he resolutely re-enters the path that he always wanted to follow when he was young.

This is worthy of admiration. "

"The only question now is - who will take this job next year?!"

Because of the First Wizarding War, the current magical world is somewhat out of date.

Dumbledore has been thinking about it for a long time recently, but has never found a particularly good candidate.

"Newt?" Moon said a name.

Dumbledore looked at him helplessly: "It's impossible for Newt to be a teacher. It's entirely possible for him to pursue some new magical animals at his age. But if you let him be a teacher, it's a bit weird. It’s a night story.”

"Ah, that's true." Mu En laughed dumbly, remembering Newt's behavior when she saw him before.

Although I have become much more calm, the awkward feeling when facing strangers is still there.

Not to mention his age, even if he were to become a teacher at his most vigorous age, he would probably end up being fooled by those little wizards.

As he spoke, Dumbledore looked at the other professors as if asking for advice.

"What I'm thinking is - Hagrid! But I'm still a little undecided."

this.

Several professors looked at each other and were a little undecided.