Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Guji~

A slippery feeling came from the skin that was close to the crown, and Mu En even felt that there was some sticky and dirty stuff on his hair.

At the same time, the fog gradually enveloped the border of his vision. At the same time, his brain began to become active. Various deeply buried memories and knowledge began to jump out of his mind, and the brain's computing speed also began to speed up.

"It seems to resonate in the same way as my brain in my skull."

But that’s not entirely true.

That active knowledge and memory was something his skull array failed to achieve.

Is the purpose of this to mobilize memory and knowledge, activate thinking, or seek inspiration?

This is an extremely important part of research work, especially in this world of heart.

I took a different path from him.

At the same time, a familiar whisper faintly came to his ears.

"hiss~~"

It was Voldemort's hoarse, ugly voice.

This murmur was not the speech of Voldemort's soul fragments, but the inevitable rhythm of the soul, which was captured by Moon's perception.

It's like a person trying his best to hide.

However, the criminal who came here caught his breathing and heartbeat in his ears.

Let them have no escape.

"Let's go." He took off the crown.

Harry quickly followed behind Moon: "Uncle Moon, don't you have any special feelings? For example, Voldemort?"

"No." Mu En said calmly.

"He didn't dare."

Outside the House of Wishes, a huge eagle-headed statue reappeared as the walls surged.

"Password."

"This is the inheritance I obtained after passing Rowena's test in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets." Mu En pointed at the crown on his head: "I have obtained the throne legitimately, and I don't need a password!"

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"No entry without a password."

After saying this, the eagle's head suddenly retracted and disappeared.

"What a tactless guy." Mu En shook his head. He was not surprised by this answer.

He turned to look at Harry and said, "Please call the Bloody Baron for me."

"Okay." Harry nodded, then he was a little confused: "Uncle Moon, isn't Barrow the ghost of Slytherin?"

"That's right, but I think he will know this place better." Mu En raised the corner of his mouth, suggesting something.

Harry was very efficient. He went downstairs quickly, constantly checking for people around him. When he reached the third floor, he found the Bloody Baron in a corridor, thinking about something.

"Sir Potter." The Bloody Baron placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

This kind of courtesy left Harry a little confused.

"Hello, Sir Barrow. Professor Jones hopes you can go to the eighth floor of the castle now."

"Okay." The Bloody Baron nodded and walked upstairs with Harry.

A moment later, the two arrived at the corridor on the eighth floor.

"Barrow." Mu En turned around and went straight to the point.

"Do you remember Helena's birthday?"

"Professor Jones, why are you asking this?" Barrow's brows furrowed.

Mu En looked at Barrow. He could tell the difference between possession and worry.

The possessiveness on Barrow's face just now, as if he wanted to claim something as his own, was barely noticeable, but it was infinitely magnified in Mu En's eyes.

"I just think that maybe this time will be very important to Rowena."

In this way, the vigilance in Barrow's eyes gradually relaxed.

"Of course I remember. I not only remember her birthday, but also her death anniversary."

"It's not necessary on the anniversary of death." Mu En shook his head.

"The afternoon of September 1002, 9," Barrow said.

Fortunately, he didn't record the details.

After a while, the eagle head appeared again. It seemed a little tired, and its tone was slightly irritable: "Command! Command!!"

"1002.09.18." Mu En answered the series of numbers quickly.

The eagle looked at him in surprise, frowning and relaxing its brows. It was unknown what it was thinking about. After a moment, it replied, "Okay, okay, you finally got it right."

As it spoke, it gradually rose up, and a pair of wings appeared on the wall.

The wings vibrated and then fell below it, forming a flowing reflective metal door.

The gate is shaped like a whirlpool, as if one would fall into the abyss as long as one steps into it.

"Beautiful, thank you, Sir Barrow." Moon nodded and walked in first.

"Thank you for your help, Sir Barrow." Harry also said, and then followed Moon's footsteps and walked in.

Barrow stood at the door, opened his mouth repeatedly, and finally sighed helplessly and turned away.

Obviously, saying thank you means that he is no longer needed and they don't really want him to come in.

The vortex was as dark as night, but I felt a fluid touching my skin.

It seemed that they were traveling on the bottomless sea.

next moment.

With a pop, Harry appeared in a wide room. The towering bookshelves were empty and covered with spider webs. Every step on the ground left a heavy footprint.

In the center of this room, there is a floating device like a planet, slowly emitting blue colors. The star tracks around it are rotating, as if it has never rested for thousands of years.

At this moment, Mu En raised his head and was studying the planetary device.

Harry could only sense the strong magical power in it, but he couldn't quite understand the rest.

So, he turned his attention elsewhere.

Coming to the dusty desk, he wiped off the thick dust and searched for the scattered manuscripts underneath.

Picking up the first piece of parchment, the paper shattered into ashes as soon as it was picked up.

"Snap—" a snap of fingers sounded behind Harry.

"Okay, pick up your other things again."

"Okay." Harry nodded, wiped off the dust, and picked up another

"What is this? An envelope?"

As time went by, no writing could be seen on the surface of the envelope. Harry picked it up carefully and confirmed that there was no sign of damage before he mustered up the courage to open the letter.

Fortunately, the paper used in that era was real parchment, so it was not damaged too badly.

The handwriting and other contents are also well protected because of the envelope.

"Dear Helena—

If anyone can come here, I think it must be you. I changed a simple password and relaxed the expression restrictions, I think it didn't cause too much hindrance to you.

I hope you don't get nauseous about me using your birthday as my password.

I did not express my love for you in a pretend regret when I was dying.

I don't ask for your forgiveness either.

I am very sorry for the loss in your growth. I also know that you have been burdened with too much pressure because of my name.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see you for the last time.

I sent Sir Barrow to look for you. I hope you won't be angry about this. I know you don't like him, and I rejected all of his many requests for marriage to me in private.

But if there is someone who can find you, I believe he has the ability to do so.

He is my last resort to get you back, sorry.

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Godric came to visit me some time ago, but I didn’t expect that I would be the first one among the four of us to leave this world.

No, I don't know where that guy Salazar went, but... well, I still hope that I am the first one to leave among the four of us.

I wish him a long life.

When you come back, everything I have will belong to you. No matter what you want to do, don't forget that you have Uncle Godric and Aunt Helga. They will help you in the future.

I am sorry for the loss in your growth, especially after I tried to find more possibilities of magic in vain. This regret became even stronger under the threat of death.

I'm sorry, Helena, my daughter.

I just hope you are well.

forgive me. "

"What a pity." Harry put the envelope down.

It was not Helena who came, but them, who arrived here a thousand years later.

"Uncle Muen, this Helena..."

"Dead." Mu En responded.

"That's the Ravenclaw ghost, Lady Grey. Baron did find Helena, but something unpleasant seemed to have broken out between them.

Barrow killed Helena and then committed suicide."

"Ah?!" Harry opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Yeah." Mu En nodded: "It looks like this letter was left by Rowena for Helena. Can you show it to me?"

"Okay." Harry quickly handed over the envelope.

After a moment, Mu En turned his eyes away from the envelope.

"Strange. Is it possible that seeking more magic will be fruitless?"

Then, he turned his gaze to the planetary creation floating on his forehead.

"Uncle Mu En, what is this?"

"Endless energy." Mu En responded.

"What?" Harry was shocked, and then nothing happened.

Just felt simply shocked.

"It is more appropriate to say [pseudo-endless energy], after all, perpetual motion machines do not exist." Mu En explained, with admiration in his words.

"Royna also said that seeking higher magic might be fruitless. How strange. She doesn't really want to make a perpetual motion machine, does she? Is it because of the limitations of the times and her lack of understanding of the real world that she is blinded by one thing?"

After all, to be honest, in this era, in the 20th century, no one, whether wizards or researchers, would be crazy enough to conduct research on "perpetual motion machines".

All we can say is that we should try our best to develop energy that can be used efficiently and for a long time.

"So how is this possible? Is it really possible? In this world?" Harry asked quickly.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a kind of silent existence of imitation. The intensity of the energy circulation here always makes me think of it this way."

"Uncle Mu En, do you still know Mo Mo Ran?"

"I don't understand, that's why I said it was an association." Mu En shook his head: "I just got some dead knowledge related to Obscurus from books."

"I see." Harry nodded.

'Dead knowledge is another new word.'

"The existence of this energy system ensures the activity of this room, no, the world. That's why we can see spider webs and dust everywhere, as well as the circulating air. As time passes, all those drafts and letters are washed away. Of course, there are many other things involved. Don't you want to expand your box? This is a good example."

"I understand."

Then, the two of them looked around the place again. It was obvious that Ravenclaw used his research as a gift to Helena.

Sadly, all of it has weathered away.

They did not find any research material worth keeping.

After all, it can be seen from the letter that Rowena believes Helena will be back soon.