Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"Success." Harry panted and tapped his cheek with his wand. The thick and sticky blood was immediately swept away, revealing a pale face.

"It's considered a success." Mu En nodded, then raised his hand and took off the wand.

After getting the wand, he waved again.

Dozens of eyeballs in those laboratories suddenly became excited, waving their rear neural tentacles randomly, while the front ones bared their sharp fangs and began to devour each other.

But in just a moment, with blood splattering everywhere, the entire laboratory was left with only a floating eyeball.

Then, the eyeball as big as a rubber ball slowly fell into Mu En's hand, as if it had been deflated. However, in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a peach pit.

"Eat it." Muen threw the peach-pit eyeball to Harry.

Harry held the bloody, dried eyeball, hesitated for a moment, and after making preparations, he threw it directly into his mouth.

His hesitation was just about whether to chew or not.

After thinking about it, I still couldn't bring myself to eat it.

Better to swallow it directly.

However, he did not expect that once it entered his mouth, the eyeball would instantly turn into extremely smelly blood. The smell immediately made his stomach churn.

But buzz——

A huge amount of memories suddenly burst into my mind, and experimental scenes from different angles were intertwined in my brain in a disorderly manner.

"It has such an effect?" It took Harry a while to recover.

"Yeah." Mu En nodded: "I gave up my soul, so my biological alchemy creations are basically based on the concept of [biological robots], so there will be some more diverse changes."

"So that's how it is." Harry nodded, getting an idea of ​​the logic of this technique.

"These memories will be forgotten much slower than your own memories. You can analyze them slowly by yourself."

"Okay." Harry nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, clean up here." Mu En wiped his hands and turned to walk out of the laboratory.

"Do you know where Peeves is?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head. "But Peeves is very happy recently because of the disappearance of Sir Barrow. It should be easy to find him."

Mu En nodded, turned and walked out of the laboratory.

It was only afternoon at this time, and as soon as I walked out of the laboratory, the sunlight came in through the window.

"What are you looking at?" An indifferent voice came from behind.

"Just take a look." Mu En shook his head: "If we don't see the scenery, then the meaning of this journey will be in vain, right?"

"So, you're starting to think about leaving here?" Starr appeared on the mural behind him and raised his monocle.

Mu En was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I have no such plan yet. And in my current state, even if I want to leave, I can't go far."

"What happens after the curse is lifted?" Star continued to ask.

"I don't know either." Mu En shook his head: "Maybe I would like to go back and take a look? Times have changed, and I don't know how those guys are doing now."

"You're starting to feel sad about the passing of time." Starr looked down at the book in his hand, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Psycho." Mu En raised his hand: "Have you collected enough information?"

"That's enough." Starr nodded and pointed to the book in his hand.

"Well, goodbye." Mu En said, "The experiment over there is done. Now all I need is the parameters you can provide me."

"Okay." Starr nodded: "Goodbye."

A cold wind blew in from the window, blowing up the tapestry of the giant beating Barnabas silly with his club.

When the tapestry fell, Starr in the mural had already closed his eyes.

Mu En also raised his hand, and strands of scarlet light converged towards him from the body in the mural.

After a moment, as the blood completely flowed back into his body, he began to quickly sort out the memories in the paintings.

A minute later, Mu En opened his eyes again.

The medium of painting is too limited to bear a real [life]. Just as a wire that is constantly bent will break due to fatigue, a painting cannot bear the uninterrupted thinking and emotional response of a life.

This is also the reason why Starr gradually became indifferent.

Because the medium of painting cannot bear the same emotions as Mu En himself.

By the way, he also found Peeves through the memories left by Starr.

On the first floor, on the side of the auditorium, at the first corner near the teachers' lounge.

At first, Mu En thought that Peeves might have run away to some other place, but before he got close, he heard sharp scolding and Peeves' laughter.

"Do you think that now that Barrow is gone, no one can control you? Huh? Is that so? I warn you, if you throw dung bombs here again, I will tell the professor about your affairs and let them punish you."

"Oh, really?" Peeves smiled smugly, "Well, then I won't play with the dung bombs anymore. Here you go."

As he said this, he threw the dung bomb at Filch.

With a bang, gray smoke rose and a foul smell came. Mrs. Norris was so scared that she ran away screaming.

Peeves yelled at Filch: "Threatening the great Peeves? I will never play with dung bombs again. I will put real dung under your pillow tonight."

A gust of wind suddenly blew, carrying away the stench of the dung bomb.

"Peeves," Moon said, "it seems like you were really happy after the Bloody Baron died."

"Oh" The moment Peeves heard this sound, the first thing he thought of was to run away.

But before he could put this idea into action, Mu En was already standing in front of him.

"Professor Jones, thank you, thank you." Filch said quickly, looking up, his eyes bloodshot, obviously that thing just now made him suffer a lot.

"It's really troublesome. If it were still the same as before, I would have a lot of things to use to deal with him, but Headmaster Dumbledore is just too gentle." Filchlan said.

Moon knew what those things he was talking about were: handcuffs, chains, and whips. They were all instruments used for punishment and had not been used for many years. But in Filch's office, which was filled with the smell of grilled fish, these things were still carefully maintained by him, and each of them reflected the bright luster of metal.

Mrs. Loris was rubbing against Mu En's calf with her butt raised high. Mu En crossed his feet and half kicked and half pushed it away.

"Professor Jones, the gun and bullets you gave me last time are totally useless."

"It can't be used in Hogwarts." Moon said without hesitation: "Dumbledore has reset the magic of Hogwarts. Gunpowder cannot be used within the scope of this school."

"What?!" Peeves screamed. "How dare he! How dare he!"

"Right, that's a bit too much, right? I didn't expect Dumbledore to be so powerful that he could simply modify the protective magic of Hogwarts." Moon nodded in agreement.

"I knew it, I knew it." Peewee was so angry that he clenched his hands into a ball.

"I'm here for a new deal." After dealing with Peeves, Muen returned to the subject: "I want more soul material from you."

"How much?" Peeves folded his arms.

"Half." Mu En said directly.

"Half?" Peeves glared at Muen. "Do you want me to follow Barrow and become a dead ghost?"

"You won't die." Mu En smiled calmly: "You will just become smaller, but you will look younger. Think about it, you are more than a thousand years old, don't you want to--"

"No! No!" said Peeves. "I'm young enough for a thousand years."

"What if I exchange it with you for a magic book?" Mu En smiled.

"A magic book?" Peeves' eyes slanted. "I don't want it."

Mu En took out a thick book and spread it out. He saw that every page had a complicated rune array.

"You see, just open the book and point it at the place where you want to release the magic, and then you can cast the spell."

As he spoke, Mu En's hand moved across the page, pointing forward.

call--

A strong wind suddenly ran through the entire corridor.

"What?" Peeves' eyes widened as he looked at Mu En in disbelief.

"You are not lying to me, are you?" He looked at Mu En.

"You can give it a try." Mu En handed the book to him. Peeves took it, flipped through a page at random, saw a rain spell, and slid forward.

Suddenly, thick dark clouds appeared above the entire corridor ahead, and in the blink of an eye, a light rain began to fall.

"Is it amazing?" Mu En said.

"Okay." Peeves nodded repeatedly, then rolled his eyes and said, "But I really can't give you so much, otherwise I don't know what will happen."

Peeves stretched out a foot and a hand and said, "This is the most I can give you. If you don't want it, there's nothing I can do."

Although he said that, his other hand was tightly holding the magic book.

"Okay." Mu En nodded with difficulty and tore off his hands and feet.

Then, Peeves' body began to wriggle, and soon his hands and feet returned to their original state, but they were obviously much smaller.

"Okay, go ahead." Peeves waved his hand quickly and drove Mu En away.

"Okay." Mu En smiled, turned and left.

"I originally just wanted to get a hand of soul essence, but I didn't expect Peeves to be so willing to give it up." Moon smiled and walked up the stairs, then turned around and looked at Filch who had been following him closely below.

"Mr. Filch, it looks like you and I are on the same path?"

"Yes, yes, Professor Jones," said Filch quickly.

Mu En turned his head and stopped looking at him.

The two of them walked all the way to the third floor, and Filch finally couldn't help but say, "Professor Jones Jones."

"Go ahead." Mu En said without even turning his head.

"Um...about that magic book. If I want a copy, how many Galleons would it cost?" Filch asked nervously.

"Mr. Filch, you don't really think I would give such a dangerous thing to Peeves, do you?" Moon smiled. "It's just a book of illusions. In my opinion, it's not even a magic trick."

"Illusion?"

The next moment, a fireball rushed towards Filch, and before he could react, it went straight through Filch's body.

"This is an illusion. We can only see it, but nothing else. And each of the illusions engraved on it can only be used three times." Mu En said.

"But." Filch looked at Moon and nodded, "That's enough! Even if it's just a trick, it's enough."

As he spoke, he began to rummage in his pocket and took out a few gold coins: "I have a few Galleons on me. I know it's definitely not enough, but I still have money. I still have at least a few hundred Galleons in my vault."

That was his last bit of money. Over the years, whenever he had the chance, he would spend it on these things. For example, last year he spent 150 Galleons to attend a quick spell-reciting course.

It's a pity that it didn't work and was just a waste of money.

Otherwise, he would have more than a few hundred Galleons.

"Is this important?" Mu En looked at him puzzled.

Filch blushed and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes. I am a Squib."

"Okay, but I don't have the materials right now. That thing is just a small toy I made when I was free. Of course I can give it to you." Mu En hesitated and said, "As for the money? No need for that. Besides, it will take some time for me to give it to you, because I just gave a similar thing to Peeves."

"Of course, of course!" Filch was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He kept thanking him and his voice trembled.

"That's it. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Have a nice day, Professor Jones." Filch kept bowing and thanking Moon from behind.

'Squibs,' Moon muttered. No wonder Filch was so eager for this ability.

As for why he wanted to deceive Peeves, on the one hand, it was for safety reasons. If he was given the Book of Illusion, he could only use it to do some scary tricks at most.

And it wasn't really deceiving Peeves. After all, illusion was just a form of magic.

When he arrived at the office, Mu En first looked at the fireplace.

At this moment, blue and purple starry flames were burning in the fireplace.

"How is she?"

"I can't die." Lucifer emerged from the flames, and behind him, in the flames, inside the furnace, a portrait was hanging steadily above.

"You know how spiritual my flame is. You can't die, but you can't live either," Lucifer continued.

During this period of time, he had been maintaining Sindel's spiritual and mental survival.

Sometimes Fox would even have to take turns with him.

The last time Fox was reborn from the ashes, his flames already had a spiritual color, and were no longer just a simple blazing flame.

"Thank you and Fox for the trouble." Moon nodded, squatted down, then reached into the fire and took out the mural.

"By the way." Mu En suddenly said, "I need your fire again."

"Use it if you want." Lucifer glanced at him and yawned tiredly.

"Not enough." Mu En said.

"The appendix we signed when we were ten years old is not enough."

"Appendix, how dare you say that?" Lucifer's face began to twitch gradually, and then he sighed helplessly and blew the ashes onto his trouser legs and leather shoes.

At that time, they only had a transaction relationship, and Lucifer was the one who was cheated.

In the years that followed, he frantically looked for opportunities to devour more of Mu En's organs and emotions, and seduced him in various ways.

"Now you are willing to give more?" Lucifer looked at Mu En teasingly: "Why? Do you trust me so much?"

"Yeah." Mu En nodded, holding Sindel in his arms with his right hand, and spreading his left hand under the flame: "Lucifer, if I can't even trust you, then I really don't know who to trust."

"You bastard." Lucifer pretended to vomit, but he took the initiative to move the flame core and it fell into Mu En's generous hand.

"What is it this time? Wisdom teeth? Or your damn fingernails? Anyway, I don't count on your hair." He said, imitating Mu En's tone in a sarcastic way: "A thick head of hair is the most important thing for a man."

"heart."

Having said that, Mu En swallowed Lucifer in one gulp.

"Hey, what about the emotions?" Lucifer shouted into Mu En's mouth.

"If you don't say it, then it's love. Anyway, this thing doesn't seem to be of any use to you."

"Let your demon fart go."

Mu En swallowed Lucifer and said, "I want everything. You can't touch my emotions and desires. I just gave you my heart, just like Miss Sophie only gave Lucifer her hair."

In his arms, Sindel slowly woke up, looked up, and saw Mu En's sweaty figure.

"Mr. Jones," she said weakly.

"My body has become fragmented, being endlessly pulled by various thoughts and emotions.

Let me finish—"

The next moment, Muen's heart appeared in front of Sindel's eyes with brilliant flames like fireworks.

"I am now - extremely strong!" Lucifer's generous voice appeared, completely different from before.

At the same time, a huge amount of blue-purple flames burst out from Mu En's body, and his hair was flying wildly due to the continuously expanding airflow.

He held up the painting, gazed at the girl in the painting, and gave a gentle smile.

"All the suffering and pulling are over."

"I said."