Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"'Hidden people' is such a wonderful term." Mu En nodded, with a threatening look in his eyes: "Do you know that those who know our true situation will have their memories erased."

Hosking became even more excited. Apparently, he turned a deaf ear to Moon's words about erasing memories.

Instead, focus on—he admitted it.

"Really? Sir, then what should I call you, magician or wizard? Or something else-"

As he spoke, the boat turned around due to his excitement at some point, and the front end hit the muddy ground on the shore.

Staggering, he leaned back.

Just as he was panicking and trying to support himself with the support pole, suddenly, an unknown force grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

Looking down, you can clearly see the traces of being grabbed and pulled on the collar.

It was like an invisible hand was holding him.

The unusual person was a child sitting at the front of the boat. He stretched out his hand and held it in his direction.

it is true! it is true! !

A kind of extreme joy filled his mind, making his face turn red and his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Wizards." Mu En said, "Indeed, we are all wizards."

As he said that, the boat automatically returned to the right direction and headed forward, following the brilliant waves of the Cam River.

Hosking looked at Harry excitedly, nodded his thanks first, and then asked curiously: "Then you...are you a wizard student?"

"It seems that you know a lot." Dumbledore said with great interest, "Can you tell us about your research and findings on us?"

"Ah?" Hosking was a little surprised. Logically speaking, he was curious about more questions. How could this powerful-looking old man be curious about himself, an ordinary person?

However, he did not hesitate too much, but nodded and asked: "What does the old gentleman want to know? I can tell you."

"Why do you know about the 'Hidden People', why do you want to explore us, and how many discoveries have you made? How many people are as curious about the hidden world as you are?" Dumbledore said slowly, with a sense of listening. As eager as gossip.

"Okay." Hosking nodded, organized the words in his mind, and then began to speak.

"The reason why I am curious about this hidden world originated from my childhood." He slowly pushed the boat, with memories in his eyes.

"I was living in Cornwall at the time, and my neighbor was a girl of the same age as me. Although we didn't know each other much, we met because of our age.

But the strange thing is that after I entered middle school, I never saw her again.

Out of curiosity, I asked my parents and was eventually told that she went to a boarding school far, far away.

At first, I naturally believed this answer. Because this is normal.

It wasn't until later during the holidays that I discovered something was wrong. She always looked at me, my parents, and even her own parents with a look of pity.

Later, I returned home and saw her mother covering her face and crying at my house, while my parents were comforting her. I finally realized something was wrong.

Maybe it’s because I’m nosy or because I’m stupid.

Anyway, I went to see her, and I asked her how she ended up like this, what kind of boarding school did she go to.

As a result, she just looked at me with crooked eyes, and then said that I and my parents are stupid and have no talent.

I exploded, I rushed over and scolded my parents, even if they were women, I would do the same.

She was punched by me, and then she suddenly pulled out a wooden stick from her pocket.

I wanted to laugh at first, but looking at the wooden stick, a feeling of being pointed at a gun inexplicably entered my mind.

Then I kicked her and ran away in a hurry.

Later, my parents took me to her house to apologize. Although I was reluctant, I did bow my head, and the matter seemed to have passed just like that.

However, after being frightened by that wooden stick, I have been observing her consciously or unconsciously during this holiday.

Owls would fly to her house, she seemed to stay at home every day, reading some strange books, she would wear weird robes, and I saw her waving the stick in her bedroom.

Strange - everything is strange!

But I can't find any concrete evidence of the weirdness.

Later, I gave up observing her and just thought she was crazy.

As a result, just a few days before the start of school, I suddenly developed a strange type of scabies, which could not be cured no matter how hard I treated it. "

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. Scars of accumulated melanin were spread all over his arms, making them look very ferocious.

“My gut tells me that’s what she did.

But later, because of my timidity and the fact that her parents became friendly with my parents after she left, and were even very nice to me, I stopped thinking about causing trouble for her.

But she, and this incident, really made me feel that there seemed to be something abnormal about this world.

Especially the next Christmas, I saw a black frog jumping out of her bedroom window - and the next day I picked up a cold chocolate frog in the snow! I even confirmed my suspicion.

Unfortunately, she left her home and her parents who she hated after she turned seventeen. "

As he spoke, Hosking gritted his teeth: "I still remember those weird words 'Muggle' and 'Mudblood' in her mouth."

"What's her name?" Hedlund suddenly asked curiously.

"Evonne Stone."

"Oh." Hedlund's mind turned around and he suddenly remembered: "When I was in first grade, she seemed to be a fifth grade Ravenclaw.

It seemed that they got into a fight because of a conflict with the female prefect of their college.

This incident is still fresh in my memory. "

"A fight started?"

"Yes." Hedlund nodded: "She seems to be talking about something. The reason why Professor Flitwick did not give him the position of prefect is because he is a Mudblood."

"Professor Flitwick is not that kind of person," Hermione said unhappily.

Harry nodded: "I call myself a Mudblood. It's right that she didn't get this position."

He doesn't like guys who forget their roots and are self-deprecating.

"So, you really are."

"Yes, friend." Mu En nodded gently, hoping to suppress the other party's excitement. The other party was so excited that he repeated these words more than once.

"Okay, let's continue talking." Mu En said.

Hoskin nodded: "In short, I realized from her that there are still some hidden things in this world that ordinary people don't know.

Then I started to investigate, which is why I chose to study Onsacelt. I knew that if there really was such a hidden world, they would definitely be exposed in history. "

"Are there many people like you?"