Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The Three Broomsticks Pub.

The noise of Halloween has not disappeared even after a whole night. As it is Halloween day, the entire Diagon Alley has a strong festive atmosphere.

There are big jack-o-lanterns in the streets and alleys, bats or human heads hanging upside down on the eaves and window edges, skull candlesticks are everywhere, and spider webs are everywhere.

They are truly part of the holiday spirit.

Of course, Mu En is not sure whether these are all Halloween decorations. After all, it is normal for them to appear in the daily wizarding world.

"professor."

"Good morning, Professor."

A series of little wizards greeted him, and he responded to them one by one.

He also met Neville and the remaining five children who had not yet contacted their parents.

"What kind of weird title is this?" Mu En suddenly burst into laughter and then sat down.

"That's right." Cedric nodded repeatedly and wanted to find something to say, but Mu En said directly: "Then I won't disturb your good time. I like Mrs. Padiff's mango cake very much. The taste is very elegant. But it doesn’t taste too sweet. “

After that, he turned and left.

Cedric looked at Mu En's back, then turned his head and happened to meet Qiu Zhang's black eyes.

It's too restrictive to put on your lap, too casual to put on the table.

My eyes didn't know where to look.

"Professor Jones."

In Mrs. Puddifu's Tea House, the tacky pink and white lace curtains have been replaced by black lace curtains, giving it a hint of Gothic flair.

"Malaka, this guy really makes it easy for us to wait." Loreton stood up and hugged Mu En as before, and then waved.

These eyes are not deep, but they sparkle like a black gem.

Neville has now become a good big brother in their eyes, a trustworthy person.

Neville was the eldest brother, and he seemed to be in a hurry as he led the children through the streets.

However, he understood what he should do, well, he vaguely understood.

"Minister Eugene Atlas, whom you met before, when I gave you the Golden Bough."

"The teacher said to give me half a day off." Neville scratched his head: "Then Professor McGonagall suggested that I take them out for a walk, you know."

One of them is the Auror Director of the Greek Ministry of Magic, Loreton.

"Professor." He saw Mu En saying hello, and the children behind him also shouted after him.

"Good morning." Mu En nodded: "The old guy actually allowed you to come out."

"Same as before." Mu En nodded and walked towards the room where Rosmerta said: "Trouble."

"Friends, your lover's eyes hold everything you want. A silence that is not awkward is worth a thousand words."

"I wish you have fun." Mu En nodded and said goodbye to the children.

"Moon Jones, our conservator."

"Yes, I think you saw Dumbledore walking into the bar just now?"

"Professor, are you going to the Three Broomsticks?" Cedric asked.

"I think Qiu Zhang will understand that the highest praise for a dessert is 'not very sweet'." Mu En smiled casually, looked into Cedric's eyes, and then a voice appeared in the boy's mind.

Mu En opened the door and immediately saw two familiar figures.

The next moment, Qiu Zhang shyly avoided his gaze.

Of course Mu En knew that the person most trusted by this group of children was Neville.

"Are you still the same?" she asked.

"Isn't it a sweet dessert?" Cedric didn't quite understand.

Through the curtains, he saw Cedric and Qiu Zhang sitting among them.

When she got closer, she whispered: "Professor Dumbledore and the two guests are waiting for you in the first room on the left."

This is not the same as what Mu En said.

"It's out of the way."

Then, he saw Mu En walking by outside the window. Unable to find a topic, he stood up and waved.

As soon as Moon walked into the Three Broomsticks Bar, the graceful Mrs. Rosmerta came over and said, "Jones, welcome."

Atlas is an old man who is over fifty years old. Judging from the life span of a wizard, he is at least seventy or eighty years old.

"Of course I remember." Mu En shook hands with him.

Cedric looked nervous and at a loss. He just felt that everything in his body was not enough. It was not perfect.

She didn't ask where the person was from. Not asking was a basic quality a bar owner should have.

Mu En nodded: "Cedric, and Miss Zhang."

The four of them suddenly laughed in a pretentious manner, and the atmosphere seemed quite lively.

Mu En waved her hand and refused to continue this routine purely for the sake of spectacle and pretense of familiarity.

Loreton understood what Mu En meant and was the first to speak: "Mu En, when do you plan to launch your own library expo?"

"Library Expo? Aren't I still waiting for you to donate your things?" Mu En said with a smile.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Atlas.

"Of course, each family has its own strengths. It is not a problem at all to hand over knowledge to the future and children." Atlas said: "But... I have a better proposal!"

"Please tell me." Mu En spread his hands.

"Compared to the UK, please forgive me for being so straightforward and using Hogwarts to directly represent the UK.

Rather than holding expos in the UK and Greece, why not just pull out things from other countries? Egypt, they have a very profound heritage, not to mention the United States. Although I am reluctant to admit it, after the war, they were indeed synonymous with cutting-edge, and they had outstanding inventions in various magical directions.

You and I should know that the inheritance that has been filtered through thousands of years is indeed powerful. But the flowers that grow under the historical accumulation also have their own beauty. "

"Of course." Dumbledore and Moon both nodded in agreement.

"The older it is, the more powerful it is." - This is a fact within the scope of logic. After so many years, it has still not been abandoned or forgotten. This is the powerful essence of ancient magic.

It does not mean that as long as something is stained with the word 'ancient', it is powerful.

Similarly, the wheel of history is rolling forward, and there are always outstanding things emerging in the modern era.

Obviously, the United States is a country that is doing relatively well in this regard, although its methods are cruel and its actions are despicable.

"It reminds me of the Great Exposition of All Nations." Dumbledore stroked his long beard.

"Have you ever been to the World Expo?" Mu En looked at him in surprise.

"Professor Marchbank went to see it, and she once showed me that memory." Dumbledore showed a 'don't be envious' smile.

The World Exposition was all a thing of the Victorian era.

Damn, I'm really jealous