Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

After returning to the office, Xindel looked at Muen worriedly and said softly, "Mr. Jones, do you want to take a rest?"

"No need." Mu En waved his hand. For him, this level of fatigue was not enough to be considered as any fatigue.

"Star, report on the progress of your work."

"Star, I doubt if you really know how to name something." Muen on the wall, no, it should be said that Star adjusted his one-sided glasses. In order to differentiate himself from the original owner, he changed into the ancient wizard robe and took off his formal hat.

"Just use it for now." Mu En smiled and skipped the topic: "You will die soon anyway."

"It's up to you." Starr shook his head helplessly, and then began to report on his work. Which scholars sent invitations, which little wizards wanted to take the stage at the opening ceremony of the duel competition, and which little wizards signed up for the duel competition.

The endless stream of words echoed calmly in the office, like a lullaby.

"What do you think love is?" Mu En said slowly.

"Emotions are out of control. Sorry, I really can't incorporate the parameter of [emotions] into the discussion of magic theory.

If it is about practicing magic, maybe I will tell you about the importance of faith, but I don't think you need to tell me. "Star simply said

"Let me teach you a spell first." Mu En said, "Soul Exploration Spell. Through this spell, you can enter the depths of a person's soul."

"Okay." Harry nodded, and beside him, the notebook and quill were floating.

【Πapatphσhψux】

“Generally speaking, I use two fingers to touch a person’s forehead. The forehead is the weakest intersection between a person’s soul and the material world. Through here, I can enter the soul of a living being most directly.

This spell has a similar effect to Legilimency, achieving inner observation of a creature.

However, Legilimency comes from peeping into memory and inferring the emotional state and thought pattern of the cursed person from the state of memory.

This spell allows one's consciousness to enter deep into the other person's soul.

It is more difficult and more dangerous. But at the same time, the exploration of a person's inner self is also more thorough and direct. "

As Harry was thinking, he wrote rapidly with the quill beside him.

After a moment, he shook his head: "I feel like I don't understand it thoroughly enough."

"Simple." Moon nodded. After all, explaining concepts purely orally is a very abstract mode, especially when Harry first came into contact with the concept of soul.

"Let's talk about the difference first. Legilimency allows you to perceive a person's thoughts. You know that, right?"

"Yes, if it is a powerful Legilimency master, he doesn't even need a spell, just a thought to spy on a person's thoughts. Only Occlumency can defend against them."

"Yes, then Legilimency's observation of the soul is very simple. Although the conventional observation is very superficial, it is sufficient for use. The specific situation is——"

Having said that, he closed his mouth.

Mu En's voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"I'm going to tear this guy apart alive, skin him alive, eat his flesh, and then go out and kill everyone here—"

The voice was low and crazy, and Harry was even startled by it.

"If you observe that my mental activity is in this state, what is your inference from it?"

Harry thought for a moment: "Hmm, a psychopath with extremely violent tendencies!"

"Correct answer, this is how Legilimency observes a person's inner thoughts." Mu En nodded: "You can only infer from memory, so Legilimency's observation is very superficial, do you understand this?"

"I see." Harry nodded. "What about the so-called deep observation and its dangers?"

"I'll take you."

As he spoke, Moon put two fingers together and tapped Harry's forehead.

But what surprised him was that he actually felt a layer of resistance.

Like a film.

"You're making good progress with Occlumency," he praised.

Just as Harry was about to respond modestly, he suddenly felt that he had lost control of his body.

"Well, it's not bad after all, that's all."

The thought disappeared, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an endless space filled with green mist.

And at this moment, the person standing in front of him was Mu En.

But it still has the same cat head posture, the only difference is the gray wizard robe.

"Uncle Moon, where is this?" Harry tried to control his body and found that he could actually swim here like a fish. Apparently there was no distinction between up and down, left and right here.

"This is your thinking space." Mu En said with a strange and solemn expression.

It's nothing, it's just because of the face on the back of Harry's head.

That face without a nose.

Obviously, this guy doesn't know that he has this thing hanging on his body.

But Harry wasn't that stupid.

"Uncle Moon, are these green mists left in my soul by Voldemort?" said Harry.

He doesn't know nothing.

"I thought you wouldn't react so quickly." Mu En smiled.

"How could that be." Harry shook his head. "I don't believe in fate. There must be some [smell] of Voldemort left on me that caused us to have wands made of the same phoenix feathers, and that caused me to speak Parseltongue. Even..."

"Talent?" Mu En said.

"It turns out that I can't hide anything from you, uncle." Harry smiled embarrassedly.

"Actually, you don't have to think like that." Mu En looked at the ubiquitous green dusk: "Maybe without this thing, you can become stronger. After all, you don't know if you would be a genius if Voldemort hadn't invaded, right?"

"really?"

"No, it's just chicken soup." Mu En shook his head: "I just want to say that your idea is useless. It's just denying your own efforts." Mu En said.

Harry nodded seriously: "Yeah, I understand."

"And my teachings were also denied!" Mu En continued.

Harry somehow felt that this was the point.

"In short, you now understand your own problem." Mu En said, "That's why I clearly said that you must learn how to deal with the soul."

"I see." Harry nodded: "Uncle Muen, if I want to sweep out these impurities, should I use the scar as a [passage]?

Every time I associate myself with Voldemort, it almost always starts with the scar, which happens to be on his forehead."

When Mu En heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"The scar is indeed a link, but it is not a window."

As he said that, he waved his hand: "You will know later, but this idea is indeed good."

Harry looked at the green mist and felt mixed emotions.

"Uncle Muen, if I expel these things, will I still be able to speak Parseltongue?"

"No, unless you learn Parseltongue from an instinctive ability to your own ability, you will forget this ability later."

"That's a shame." Harry couldn't help but sigh, "But I will find a way to expel them as soon as possible."

"You will." Mu En nodded: "Don't worry, the nature of these mists is much more difficult than you think."

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily passed through Harry's front and fell on Voldemort's face.

This can also be considered an alternative type of blood-cursed orc.

Mu En shook his head helplessly: "Anyway, this is the power of the Soul Detection Spell. I think you have an idea of ​​it. That's all for today's lecture."

After saying that, he withdrew from the soul space.

After seeing Moon leave, Harry looked around with interest.

Then he smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Uncle Mu En really always treats me like a child."

As he spoke, his hands involuntarily placed on his back, constantly groping.

A moment later, just as his hand reached the back of his neck, he felt a sticky sensation.

"Got you."

"Riddle, don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

"I will. Kill you. Hehehe. I have spent more than ten years without sleep transforming this body of yours. Everything about you."

The next moment, a fist hit him in the face.

"If you had a nose, this might be enough to break it." Harry sneered, "And the real Riddle outside would not allow another self to appear in this world."

"Haha. Hahahahaha" Riddle showed no remorse and continued to laugh wildly.

"You can't change it. You can't change anything. I was born and grew up with you. We are intertwined. Your life is my life. Only when you die, I will die."

"Okay." Harry smiled calmly.

"Then after I kill Riddle outside, I can kill you and all of you completely as long as I commit suicide, right?"

The next moment, the thick green dusk surged up.

Riddle's voice was no longer fierce, because he knew that what Harry Potter had just said was not a lie.

When he said those words, this world of consciousness did not show any [waves of deception]!

In stark contrast to the green mist waves caused by his current fear and panic.

"What?" he yelled.

"Harry Potter," he shouted, "are you going to give up the precious life your parents risked their lives to buy for you?"

"I don't believe it, you're lying to me - you're wasting Lily and James' sacrifice!"

"It's disgusting to hear their names come out of your mouth." Harry just said calmly: "Besides, how can someone like you understand what I want to do?"

"No, we can be one with each other!" Riddle said, "When you and I are combined, our power can subvert everything. As long as it is anything you want, we will -"

"I just want you dead," Harry interrupted.

Then, it disappeared into the vast space.

Only the rolling green mist remains.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Mu En smiling in front of him.

Mu En patted his knees and stood up.

"Okay, I admit that I did underestimate you." Mu En said.

"Huh?" Harry didn't react for a moment, then he suddenly understood.

"Wait, Uncle Mu En, you haven't left yet?"

"Indeed not." Mu En smiled: "The moment before I left, your soul underwent some changes. So I decided to stay and see."

Harry opened his mouth wide, and after a moment he had to accept this reality.

"Okay, okay, it seems I'm still too young," he said.

"But he is definitely not a child anymore." Mu En laughed, then shook his head and sighed: "As for that guy, he was frightened into that state by your few words."

"That also confirms what I proposed, a theory that could actually kill him, doesn't it?" Harry also laughed.

"And perhaps it's because this strand of his soul accidentally mixed with the panic brought about by the rebound of the Killing Curse and his own death in Godric's Hollow that caused this."

Muen smiled and said, "You sound like you are making excuses for Voldemort."

Harry scratched his head awkwardly and did not respond directly.

Uncle Moon can look at Voldemort in this way.

He himself would not dare to follow so foolishly, taking it for granted that Voldemort was a stupid and foolish waste.