Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

In the evening, after Harry sent Hermione back home, the two returned to Privet Drive.

The red car happened to stop, Vernon closed the door, and returned home with Penny.

The decoration of the new house has not been completed yet, but fortunately the previous owner took good care of the house and did not make too many changes, and it can now be used as a place to live.

He has planned to move after a while.

Dudley said a few days ago that he wanted to find a moving company to transport all the things over, but he refused.

He planned to save some of the money and buy a new car for his family.

"Where's Dada?" He walked into the room and looked at Penny's back as she turned on the light.

"I don't know. Maybe he went to play with someone." Penny put his purse on the sofa and glanced casually out the window. He inexplicably felt that he saw a familiar figure just now.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing. Maybe I'm a little tired today."

Outside the window, in the alley.

Dudley huddled in the dark alley and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew, luckily mom didn't see me."

To be precise, it was a good thing that I didn't see him and Harry together.

Harry glanced at him and nodded: "Then I'll go home first."

"Okay." Dudley nodded and clenched the bag in his hand. Besides, there was a crow in the alley above his head.

The owl was too big and more suitable for his messenger, only this one.

"I hope it won't be like the things you raised as a child and died of it."

"No, absolutely not."

As he was speaking, a scream was heard.

"Dudley!"

When I turned around again, I saw Penny standing by the window, looking at this place in horror.

In the blink of an eye, as if by apparition, Penny and Vernon were already standing in front of the two men.

This was the first time they had met since Aunt Maggie's visit.

"What's wrong?" Harry glanced at the two of them. At this moment, the Dursleys looked as if they had eaten something unclean, and both had sour faces.

"No, it's nothing. You better behave yourself, sir." Vernon grabbed Dudley and held him behind him.

"I'm glad you're alright." Harry nodded. "As for me, I'm not an honest person. I've already realized this, so you don't need to warn me anymore."

"You," Vernon said, as if something was stuck in his throat. His face turned purple much faster than before. "I knew it would be like this sooner or later. As long as you are still in this neighborhood, nothing will be stable. You are a living danger."

Harry just looked at him indifferently.

"But luckily, we're moving soon. If everything goes well, we'll never see each other again."

"Well, that's good." Harry nodded and looked at Dudley: "Goodbye."

Then he turned and left.

"and many more!"

Dudley's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Dada." Penny looked at her son in surprise.

"Bye, brother." Dudley seemed to have used up all his strength, and walked stiffly to Harry's side like a cheap alchemical puppet and tapped his shoulder.

"Bye." Harry nodded and smiled. He had not expected Dudley to say such a thing, although it seemed to have taken all his strength.

Then Harry's lips and teeth moved twice more.

But he didn't say anything.

He didn't want to call him 'brother', but he was afraid of hurting Dudley's feelings if he called him 'friend'.

It’s better not to say anything.

"Bye," Harry said again, turning and leaving.

Penny suddenly became excited and strode towards this side. "Oh my God. Dada Dada is so polite. My dear son, you are really great."

Vernon agreed with his lover's words, muttering quietly, "Unlike some people, completely-"

"If we are lucky enough not to meet again, I wish you a good morning, noon and night in the future." Harry raised his hand casually and waved, walking away.

Back at Moonlight Castle, as soon as Harry opened the door, he saw Moon fiddling with a strange thing in the living room.

That thing was flowing with a silver mist, like a veil or running water. If you had to say it, it looked like the ghost of Hogwarts.

"I'm back." Mu En didn't even raise his head.

"Yeah." Harry nodded: "Uncle Moon, the Dursleys are moving."

"Good news." Mu En nodded, raised his head and glanced at him.

"What, are you thinking about something?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sat in the chair opposite Moon's sofa, which was his usual chair.

"There is magic in blood relations, right?"

"That's right." Mu En nodded: "And you also know that you have such magic in you."

Harry pressed his fingers together, touching their fingertips.

He thought for a long time, then asked again: "What if Voldemort is resurrected one day and he plans to attack the Dursleys?"

Moon looked at Harry in surprise, then turned his head back again.

Silence spread in the living room.

After a moment, Mu En spoke again.

"Why, do you want to decorate them?"

"I" Harry paused for a moment, then said: "I really don't like them, but no matter what, I can't let them suffer this kind of misfortune.

Even if I assume that he is a stranger, and that he died tragically at the hands of Voldemort because of me, I still cannot accept it. "

"But you have to know that if you go to them, they will just scold you and tell you to get lost. They don't want to be associated with magic anymore."

"I know." Harry sighed helplessly.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"Uncle Mu En, am I being too indecisive?"

"What kind of stupid idea is this?"

Mu En felt that this little brat had probably reached puberty.

"That's right. I read in a book that a man should make decisions when necessary, should not be shaken by external things, and should not be indecisive."

"Have you read some weird book?" Mu En glanced at him, then thought again, it wasn't right to say that.

"What is written in the book is not necessarily true," he said. "Indeed, I do not deny that in some cases, a firm will and the determination to achieve the goal by any means necessary may be what we often call the methods of a tyrant."

"But the thoughts you just had aren't bad things."

"In my opinion, the first requirement for becoming an adult is a sense of responsibility.

Only with this can one be called a man."

Having said that, he turned his head back again.

"I think so."

"Yeah." Harry nodded, thinking about what Uncle Moon said.

As for the sentence Uncle Mu En added later, he was already used to it.

No matter what Uncle Mu En said, he would never say it in a tone of affirmation, as if he was stating the truth of the universe.

He always lets himself think and judge for himself.

To be honest, sometimes Harry felt a little tired because some things took him a long time to think about.

But sometimes, he could clearly feel the difference. Even if the answer he came up with was almost the same as the answer Uncle Mu En told him, after he figured it out, he could remember it more deeply in his mind and apply it in practice more quickly.

Then he stood up.

"I'll go and ask them tomorrow if they need any help with security. I'll also tell them the interests involved. If they kick me out, at least I'll have a clear conscience," said Harry.

"A pretty good choice." Mu En continued to fiddle with the things in his hands.

"Uncle Moon, what is this?" Harry put his distracting thoughts aside and looked at what Moon was fiddling with.

"This is Peeves' scalp," said Moon.

"Oh, Peeves."

"scalp?!"

"Yeah." Mu En nodded: "You can understand it as his body tissue, scalp and so on, which is no different from his clothes. After all, he is a consciousness aggregate."

"Consciousness aggregate? Is that the academic name for ghost?" Harry asked puzzledly.

"No, Peeves is not a ghost," Moon explained. "Did you know that he can't even attend ghost gatherings at Hogwarts?"

Harry actually knew about this, and it was said that the order was given by the Bloody Baron.

This kind of rumors and gossip spread very quickly and widely in a closed school.

"That's right. You know what a bee colony is. Worker bees, drones, queen bees, an entire colony exists just for survival. It's a big unified entity."

“I don’t know.”

This is the knowledge of middle school biology, but

Well, if Uncle Mu En hadn't said it now, he would have thought that the queen bee was the 'king' of a bee colony.

After all, this is also one of the responsibilities of the bee colony.

Then, Moon gave Harry a brief introduction to the concepts of bee colonies, ant colonies, and even the entire life aggregate.

After a moment, Harry nodded and then looked at what was in Moon's hand.

"So, consciousness aggregate is also a concept similar to life aggregate?"

"That's right." Mu En nodded.

"Since Peeves is an existence constructed from the various suppressed mischievous natures of the children of Hogwarts, then just like the reproduction of a bee colony, the existence separated from this consciousness aggregate can theoretically form a new aggregate again in the outside world."

"That"

Harry thought of two solutions at once.

"Guide a new consciousness in, or find a way to wait for this small group of consciousness to condense again and select a large unified consciousness?"

"Bingo!" Moon looked at Harry in surprise: "Interesting, you have quite a few ideas."

"Hehe." Harry scratched his head embarrassedly: "But is the latter really likely to succeed?"

"First of all, I choose the former, introducing a leader from outside who can control these free consciousnesses. As for the latter, I'm sorry, I won't get involved in such things again. After what happened with Nagini, I will be more careful."

"Ah?" Harry was a little confused: "What does this have to do with sister Nagini?"

"Ah, nothing." Mu En shook his head: "You will know later."

"Ok."

Mu En turned his attention back to the piece of consciousness that was being warmed, and he began to feel a little troubled.

There is no suitable experimental material.

He wanted to cut out his own soul, but that could only be done at the cost of killing a person.

This is one of the methods of making Horcruxes, which is to cut one's own soul through cruel killing.

But he was not very willing to use this method.

"Forget it, I need to study it further." Mu En put away the things, lay back on the sofa, and looked at the ancient documents.

It's like reading a newspaper.

The next day, Harry arrived at the Dursley Mansion just as he had said.

Everyone in their family is at home today, packing their luggage.

Besides, Vernon obviously didn't want to invite him in.

"It doesn't seem to be going well, and I didn't expect that we would meet today." Vernon said maliciously.

"I just want to do something that I can feel at peace with, just like when I walked out of this door with dignity." Harry said indifferently.

"Well, what do you want to say?" Vernon said, "You'd better hurry up. Adults have limited time and don't have time to play with you kids."

"My parents were brutally murdered, as you know," said Harry.

"Of course I know." Vernon raised the corner of his mouth.

Harry wanted to slap him, but held back.

"The man who killed them is not dead. One day in the future, he will come back and cause trouble for me." Harry continued.

"Ah, that's good news, because you have nothing to do with us anymore."

"Yes, we both know about this." Harry nodded in agreement: "But he may not know."

"What do you mean?" Vernon frowned.

"I mean, there's a one percent chance that one day in the future you'd like that murderer to catch you and tell you - 'I caught you, the Dursleys, to lure out that beast, Harry Potter.'"

"Me?" Vernon looked at Harry in horror.

"No, it's impossible. Don't try to scare me with such a ridiculous thing."

"I have explained the matter clearly. Now you have this choice. I can help you set up some defensive spells for your new home to ensure your future stability.

Or, after learning all this, you tell me for sure: 'I don't need your help, a damn wizard. ' and then slam the door. "

"You!" Vernon looked at him, and just as he was about to roar, Penny suddenly appeared.

"Why are you doing this? What is your purpose?!"

"For what?" Harry thought he had heard a funny question.

"Not for anything," he said, "just to have a clear conscience."

"A clear conscience?!" Vernon looked at Harry with a smile, as if he had seen through him.

The next moment, he could no longer suppress his roar.

"You despicable lie, get out of here! Get out of here. We will move to the ends of the earth and no one will be able to find us!"

Harry opened his mouth, then rubbed his vibrating ears helplessly.

"As you wish, Dursley."

The next day, when the rare morning sun in winter shone on the red car as it rumbled away, the door of number 13 Privet Drive was suddenly opened.

Harry watched the car disappear down the street, then looked back at number four, Privet Drive, which was now empty.

"Phew, from now on, we really have nothing to do with each other." Harry let out a long sigh, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

"Uncle Mu En, it's so strange, I actually feel something...something..."

Well, he couldn't tell.

Moon was a little surprised that Harry could find himself behind him. Then he nodded and said softly, "When you realize that a person may disappear from your life, no matter whether that person is good or bad, there will always be ripples in our hearts."