Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Although Mu En didn't know how long it took Dumbledore to know about the new Horcrux, and he only just found out about it.

But the truth is one thing, and speaking it out is another.

Dumbledore looked at Moon's expression and smiled helplessly: "Okay, do you have any clues about where they are?"

"No." Mu En said simply.

"Well, it seems trouble is coming again." Dumbledore said.

"So how did you know?"

"I asked about the ghosts in the school." Dumbledore explained: "Let's go up and talk first."

A moment later, in the office.

Moon stood in front of the cabinet. The Sorting Hat looked at him, a little scared. Dumbledore held the armrests with his tired hands and slowly sat on the chair.

"Speaking of Horcruxes, we have to talk about what we discussed before, the place between life and death." Dumbledore said slowly.

"Emmm, I don't think you need to be sorted into another hospital."

"Try it." Mu En's voice sounded.

Dumbledore looked up and saw Moon holding the Sorting Hat on his head.

"You keep talking, I'm listening. The reason why I'm here now has something to do with the border between life and death." Mu En said, his voice echoed under the Sorting Hat, with a buzzing ending.

"Is that so?" Dumbledore murmured, his eyes full of thoughts, but his mouth kept talking.

What happened was quite simple. He asked the ancient ghosts of Hogwarts, and among them he asked the ghost from Ravenclaw, Ms. Grey.

It is not a deep secret that these ghosts are descendants of Ravenclaw. Even every year, some young wizards come to inquire about the whereabouts of his crown with sweet words or curious requests.

It is precisely this that makes the other party develop such a character that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Of course, the old headmaster of Hogwarts should be gentler so that both parties have a basis for conversation.

During the inquiry, Dumbledore inevitably mentioned Riddle, and it was this role that made the conversation between the two gradually move in other directions.

From then on, the mature Dumbledore knew that Riddle had most likely gone to the Albanian forest to find the hollow tree and let the crown see the light of day again.

It itself has most likely become his Horcrux and is hidden somewhere.

At the same time, the Sorting Hat next to him was also carefully comprehending what Mu En was thinking. After a moment, he finally said helplessly: "I can't see anything. How do you want me to sort you?"

"It's so boring," Mandon said, taking out Gryffindor's sword again.

It is entirely silver, with silver gems inlaid on the hilt. Ancient magic is soaked in the sword. Their method of combining items with magic cannot be defined by alchemy or other concepts, but the purest The ancient "forging" technique.

"The work of the Goblin King Legnarc I," Dumbledore explained.

In the culture of goblins, only those with superb forging skills can assume the role of king and can rule them.

"It's really good." Mu En praised. The magic on it is not fancy. There are no magic effects such as enlarging or shrinking or sword energy sucking blood.

Just the purest "sharpness" and 'toughness'.

Poke, stab, chop, everything.

"A sword that maximizes the function of the sword itself, the purest good sword." Mu En said, and then she held a sword flower on her arm.

"Fortunately, Riddle didn't get this thing to make a Horcrux. By the way, if I store some of my soul in it, will it give rise to a sword spirit?"

"I don't understand. What's the use of the sword spirit?"

"It's of no use." Mu En put it down again.

"Now it is certain that the golden cup and crown have probably become his Horcruxes. I am curious, have Godric's related items been made into Horcruxes again? Has he found other replacements?"

"I don't know." Dumbledore shook his head: "Maybe not. The only relic Godric has left is this sword."

"And me," the Sorting Hat reminded.

"Maybe he gave up?" Mu En said to herself.

Dumbledore shook his head thoughtfully: "Maybe it's because he died too suddenly? Maybe he wanted to wait until he conquered Britain and got the sword before making it into a Horcrux."

"I am also a relic of Gryffindor."

"That's possible. As a result, that part of the soul went to Harry." Mu En nodded.

"About the Gold Cup, I do know some news. Hepzibah Smith, the descendant of Hufflepuff, is dead, and the person who killed him was his house elf Hao Qi. Now this little guy is He's locked up in Azkaban, and he doesn't know what the current situation is."

"A house elf killed his master?" Mu En raised an eyebrow: "This is not simple. It is almost certain that it was Riddle. Anyway, he has done this before. On the other hand, this law and the trial mechanism are really stupid. .”

Dumbledore just smiled, saying that he couldn't comment, and then said: "Let's confirm it if we have a chance. I think he may not be dead yet."

"What about the crown?" Mu En asked instead.

"Who knows." Dumbledore spread his hands: "Maybe we can only reason according to the previous method. Do you remember where the notebook came from?"

"Ron Weasley brought it." Moon said, "Mundungus."

Then he nodded: "Maybe there are some clues. Leave this matter to me. Maybe it has something to do with those families. I just want to talk to them!"

"Thank you." Dumbledore nodded seriously: "Then let's get back to business. What did you just say about the land of life and death?"

"Avalon." Moon said, "I went to Avalon."

Ten minutes later, Mu En explained in detail what happened between him and Avalon.

Dumbledore was a little confused. This was different from the news he had received. From those ghosts, especially Professor Binns, when the other party is occasionally confused, or after a long sleep, he will always enter a pure white world.

This is different from the Avalon in Mu En's mouth.

"This is also my problem." Mu En said.

"Vivian said that Voldemort has returned. They did meet in the land of life and death, but the [expression] of the so-called land of life and death we saw seems to be different."

Dumbledore was also a little confused. He stood up and walked in front of his bookcase for a long time, his eyes scanning the spines of the books: "You didn't force it."

According to the Mu En he remembered, it should have been that time.

"She wanted to run away, but I really couldn't stop her. Besides, I just transformed the mountain of living corpses back into her body at that time."

"Interesting." Dumbledore smiled: "It's really wonderful magic."

Mu En raised his eyes slightly and looked at Dumbledore's expression: "What's wrong? A kind of thirst for knowledge from youth has arisen?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mu En, 'when you were young', that's a really bad word you used. It knocked me back right away." Dumbledore shook his head and took a sip of his own sweet water: "Speaking of curiosity, so Over the years, I have learned nothing less. I have always believed that no matter how knowledgeable a person is, he will always be just a student in the face of vast knowledge."