Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Just as Chris was sharing the music he had listened to recently to Moon, a gentle knock on the glass appeared.

A gray barn owl was outside the window, tilting its head and holding a yellow letter in its mouth.

Martha got up from the sofa and went to the window, where they had become accustomed to the owl's presence.

"Is this year's shopping list coming so early?" Chris asked in a confused tone while adjusting the gramophone.

"Not yet." Mu En shook his head: "My teaching books haven't been decided yet, although I don't plan to change them."

"Maybe a friend of Hermione's."

As he said this, he also became quiet and listened to Chris's 1991 Michael Jackson's Dangerous.

"I don't understand why the media keeps smearing him," Chris muttered.

Mu En reviewed the time, then shook her head helplessly: "There will be more violent slanders, a bad scam that will shock the world, is coming soon."

"What do you mean?" Chris didn't quite understand, but Martha interrupted him.

"Jones, your letter is from Hogwarts." Martha said in surprise.

"No matter how many times, I am always amazed by the magic of Hogwarts' precision-guided owl delivery."

"Thank you." Mu En smiled back and took the letter.

The ink was not dark green, so it seemed that the letter was not sent by Minerva for school matters.

Then Mu En opened the letter.

"Mu En

There are already some clues about the second Horcrux.

Based on the temptation and risks of the Resurrection Stone I encountered last time, I would like to invite you to go with me.

Albus Dumbledore.

Ps. Maybe there will be rare objects and treasures like the Resurrection Stone. I think we have no disagreement about Riddle’s extraordinary sense of ritual. "

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Mu En shook his head. What does this last sentence mean? Are you deliberately adding chips?

What kind of person am I?

He balled up the letter and held it in his hands, then dissolved it.

"Chris, I have to leave first. There are some things at school." Moon said.

"Okay, a brief get-together." Chris shrugged: "You haven't said what will happen to Michael?"

"The child molestation case was a slanderous incident that had a profound impact on Michael. You also know the ethics of the media. They don't care about fairness or not, they just want to get the news that will get the most attention from the audience." Mu En briefly said something in his memory. things.

"The negative press will start to break out in September, but it seems that the initial prosecutions will be this month."

"Seriously?!" Chris looked at Mu En in surprise: "Did you see this with magic?"

Mu En nodded, then turned around and picked up his hat: "I'm leaving first."

"Okay, bye." Chris nodded absently.

Mu En didn't care what Chris was thinking. After walking out of Granger's house, she suddenly arrived at Hogwarts Castle in the Scottish Highlands.

On the eighth floor, in the principal's office, Dumbledore touched his fingers and looked thoughtful.

Then, footsteps sounded.

"You're here." Dumbledore said calmly, looking out the window.

If Mu En hadn't known that there wasn't a single martial arts novel in Hogwarts, he would have thought that this old boy had read too many Gu Long.

"I'm here." Mu En responded lightly.

"Cuckoo-"

"He didn't come." Mu En looked at Fox helplessly: "Young bird, I know it's wrong to say this, but the more heated it is, the more time it takes to calm down. Too much is not enough!"

"Gu-Gu Gu——"

"Trust me, I speak from experience." Mu En nodded seriously.

"Goo-"

Mu En nodded happily and then leaned on the sofa in the principal's office.

Yes, the sofa.

"It's great. It's finally not that hard wooden stool." Mu En smiled: "So this is Riddle's third Horcrux?"

"It should be a Horcrux." Dumbledore nodded: "I'm sure it has something to do with Riddle, and it just so happens that Riddle doesn't have many things to cherish."

"where?"

"The orphanage," Dumbledore said, "a place where he lived before coming to Hogwarts."

Then he stood up. At this time, Mu En's butt was not yet warm.

"Shall we leave now?"

Then, Dumbledore raised his hand, twisted another golden-red feather, and gently floated towards Moon.

The next moment, flames suddenly exploded from his body, like fireworks. The blazing flames appeared quickly, and then dissipated quickly as if the surrounding air had been drained.

The flames dissipated and the people disappeared without a trace.

The feather in Mu En's hand bloomed with warmth. He penetrated his senses into it, followed the veins, and quickly anchored the position.

The next moment, a space-distorting explosion appeared in this small office.

"Can't they be gentler?"

"It's so violent."

The portraits on the wall muttered helplessly.

……

A salty smell that he had not felt for a long time penetrated from the tip of his nose, followed by a rough sound in his ears.

The moment before his eyes regained vision, relying on these senses and past memories, Mu En's mind had already seen the white waves rolling in the tide and the seagulls constantly calling on the coastline.

Some icy sea breeze blew his thick mane, and looking to the side, Dumbledore was right here.

The two stood on a high black rock outcropping the sea, and the waves rolled and foamed beneath his feet. Mu En turned his head and looked back. Behind him stood a cliff. The steep rock wall fell straight down, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his face.

The huge black stone they were standing on now, as well as several large rocks around it, seemed to have fallen off the front of the cliff at some time in the past.

"Outside the coastline? The orphanage has been flooded?" Mu En combed her scarf in the direction of the wind.

"When the orphanage organization came here for an outing before, Riddle killed a friend and dumped his body here - from the cliff?"

Dumbledore was a little stunned when he heard that Fox flew up and landed on Moon's shoulder, gently pecked Moon's beard, and tugged outward.

"Okay, okay, I know he won't allow a juvenile delinquent to enter the school." Mu En patted Fox's little head lovingly and pulled out the beard from its beak.

Dumbledore smiled, then looked at the coast: "Halfway up the cliffs behind us, there is a place that can barely be called a village. I believe they brought the orphans there and let them breathe. Sea air, look at the waves.

And this cliff... I think only Tom Riddle and the kids he bullied had ever been to this place. "

"This is not a place for children to set foot in." Mu En rubbed the rocks under her feet. It was so slippery that the boat obviously couldn't get in.