Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

There are many things that, even if they are beneficial and natural, contain pain and torture that ordinary people can hardly understand.

This is how Sindel felt at this moment.

She felt as if she was thrown into a meat grinder. She felt her body being torn apart and reassembled, torn apart and reassembled, over and over again in an endless cycle.

All kinds of indescribable extreme emotions emerged in her mind like a volcanic eruption, and then entered absolute zero again.

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and vengeance, those remnants of memories from the past hundred years continue to impact the nerves.

I want to shout, but I can’t.

Even tears couldn't fall.

She had seen young witches and wizards who were so emotional that they would beat their chests or hurt themselves to share their pain.

But she couldn't even do such a simple thing.

Just bear it.

She had none of the unrivaled drive that underlay Riddle's fear of death.

She hadn't even lived.

After an unknown amount of time, her thinking began to slow down.

"Well, I'll give you a good idea."

"To live."

Mu En's voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

"To live."

But she doesn't know what life is.

Suddenly, for the first time, a thought called "regret" emerged in her mind.

"Actually, saying sorry is really weird."

She still doesn't know why she can't call him "Mr. Cat" openly.

If possible, she would like to call him that again.

Every time he shouted like this, Mr. Jones would have a helpless smile on his face.

Really interesting.

What is living?

she does not know.

Life seems to mean being able to do a lot of things you want to do.

What do you want to do?

Mr. Cat always plays music one after another in the office. If it is really possible,

I might want to do a dance?

She herself was a little unsure, and she actually couldn't dance.

But isn't life all about doing whatever you want?

She thought that she just wanted to dance to the tune, but she didn't know what steps to take.

In a word, yes.

If I could, I'd like to do a dance.

Yes, that's it.

This is what she wanted to do.

Gradually, in the unique ability of [Living Beings] - thinking, her emotions gradually stopped pulling and erupting.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already evening.

Mu En, who was sleeping, suddenly fluttered his triangular ears.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his vertical pupils became a straight line. At the same time, his hands suddenly fanned forward.

Then, his hand suddenly stopped, and the wind from his palm rose up, fanning a few strands of silver hair.

"Hmm" Mu En's body froze for a moment, and just when he wanted to take back his hand, another hand gently pressed up and pressed his palm on that face.

"Is this the warmth of a human palm?" she murmured, a little dazed.

"Looks like it worked." Mu En pulled his hand back.

"That's right." Sindel quickly turned her face away, her eyes wandering around aimlessly.

"Any special feeling?" Mu En asked.

"No." Sindel shook her head honestly: "It's just... a brand new feeling, it seems that my whole body has become relaxed, and..."

As she spoke, she gently placed her palms on the wall and the table.

"So this is how they feel," she exclaimed.

Mu En couldn't empathize with this feeling, but he was willing to remain silent.

After the previous conversation with Helena, Mu En already had a deeper understanding of the existence of ghosts, and had a rough estimate of Sindel's current situation.

However, there is one most important question.

"Can you leave Hogwarts?"

"I" Sindel was a little confused, but just when this thought arose in her mind, a bad premonition also appeared at the same time.

"I don't think so," she said quickly.

"It's pretty much as expected." Mu En nodded and stretched out his hand: "Let me check it again."

"Okay." Sindel obediently placed her hand on Mu En's palm.

“Like Peeves, you can contact entities, but you also have other ghostly qualities, which is an advantage.

But I can’t leave Hogwarts, which is a bit troublesome, but it’s not a big deal.”

"It doesn't matter?" Sindel muttered.

"What else? At least it's better than dying, right?" Mu En didn't even raise his head. His tone was calm as he continued to carefully investigate with his eyes closed.

"Yeah." Sindel responded vaguely.

"I don't know how to help a ghost get a body in a normal way, at least not for now. The rejection problem is a big trouble, and I won't do things like transferring memories anymore. Anyway, let's leave it at that for now." Mu En put Sindel's hand down, picked up the cup, and put away his wand.

"Back." Mu En waved his hand, turned and walked out of the laboratory.

The setting sun was shaky in the sky. As soon as he walked out, Moon sensed the presence of Harry and Dumbledore. Turning around, he saw that the two had appeared not far away.

but

"You two wouldn't be waiting here until now, would you?"

Harry nodded silently.

"It was indeed difficult this time. I didn't expect it to take so long and the effort it took was beyond my imagination." Mu En nodded seriously.

Dumbledore didn't care about this. He could tell at a glance that Moon was extremely energetic, as if he had just woken up.

He only cares about results.

At the same time, Sindel appeared outside the vortex door of the laboratory.

"Sunshine," she murmured.

Dumbledore's blue eyes under his half-moon glasses gradually widened and his pupils flickered.

"This is unbelievable," he murmured.

Mu En just nodded slightly and didn't respond.

For him, he was just replacing a new body for a creature that had been nurtured over a long period of time, so that she could continue to live.

That's it.

After Harry and Dumbledore left, Moon came to the huge window.

Sindel was admiring the sunset here. It was a perspective she had never experienced before. The warmth of the setting sun made her feel extremely warm.

"How is it? What are your thoughts after you stop painting?" Mu En said, his eyes cast into the distance. A few frightened birds in the forbidden forest flew up, frightened by something.

"Well, Mr. Jones, I think." Sindel thought for a long time.

"I want to dance?" she tried. "Is that a weird idea?"

"Of course not, I have a student who wants to dance in the rain." Mu En smiled, his hair looked golden in the sun.

"It is these strange and beautiful ideas that are the charm of human beings."

As he spoke, he saw a small hand out of the corner of his eye.

Mu En turned around and looked at Xindel in surprise, chuckled and shook his head: "I can't dance."

"Neither can I." Sindel laughed.

Mu En raised his eyebrows, then smiled, grabbed her hand, and said helplessly: "Okay."

"It's a pity there is no music." Mu En felt something was missing.

"Next time." Sindel didn't want to wait any longer.

"Is there a next time?"

"There's none?"

By the window, at dusk.

The clumsy dance steps sounded briskly.

The sunset also became very bright.

The next day, the weather was really bad.

The sky was grey early in the morning and a drizzle began to fall, which continued until noon.

But many people don't mind it.

"The fishing is good on rainy days because the water contains more oxygen." Mu En happily put on the bait and sat leisurely on a low stool.

He has given himself a human appearance for no other reason.

Don't want to be separated by rain.

He has always felt that getting caught in the rain is a kind of enjoyment, whether it was when he was a child, happily stepping on water in the sudden drizzle on a hot summer afternoon, or singing loudly on the mast in a rough storm sea.

It was all enjoyable—except when I got struck by lightning.

In short, he has never been afraid to show off his unique hobbies.

No, I'm a little scared now.

Because the cat's head looks really ugly after being caught in the rain.

"Mr. Jones, is this rain?" Sindel curiously felt the strange [touch] on her body.

"This is the feeling brought by low temperature. Of course, this kind of rain only makes people feel cool." Mu En chuckled, not loudly, for fear of startling the nest.

"It's a magical feeling." Sindel looked up at the sky. For her, new concepts were being born every moment.

Even looking at the scenery that you have seen countless times from the window corridor from a different angle will give you a completely different feeling.

The smell and touch of the grass, the unique smell of the soil after the rain, the ripples caused by frogs jumping into the water, everything was refreshing her feelings.

She flew up, running her fingers across the water, galloping as she pleased.

"Alas" Mu En's expression suddenly became embarrassed and he sighed helplessly.

“I’m afraid it’s hard to fish.”

"Professor!" A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded behind Mu En, as if trying to scare him.

"What's wrong?" Mu En didn't even turn his head.

"George, I told you that the professor couldn't be scared by you, a Galleon."

"That doesn't make sense." George said in a somewhat indignant voice, "Professor, how did you find me? I used the Whispering Charm."

"A secret." Mu En smiled. "Why don't you stay in the castle and stay quiet? Why are you running out here?"

"Ha, professor, how can you say such a thing?" Fred walked up and took the gold coin George gave him.

Mu En also realized that something was wrong and quickly laughed: "I did say something stupid, haha."

"Professor, do you want to play flying saucer with us?" George showed what he was holding. "We finally got a break, we can't give up just because of a little rain."

"Playing is the most important thing." Fred followed up.

"I'm a master of the Wolf Fang Frisbee." Mu En put down the fishing rod: "Are you sure?"

"Come on, professor, let me show you the skills of young people." George threw the Frisbee out, and Mu En turned around and grabbed it: "Haha, brat, I'm not old."

"There are six of us here," said George.

Fred counted on his fingers and said, "The two of us, Jordan, Angelina, Alicia, and that Slytherin Tenali. You know, after Potter beat up all the Slytherin people, Tenali and Jordan reconciled. Wait, professor, you don't mind us talking about this, right?"

George immediately responded: "It's okay, Professor, if you mind, go and scold Jordan, we won't say anything."

"You little bastard." Mu En smiled and threw the frisbee far away.

A moment later, Sindel flew back quickly with the frisbee and looked at Muen in confusion.

The drizzle continued and the spring breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

In the rain, a group of people were running around and making a lot of noise because of a small frisbee.

In the castle, Peeves hid in a suit of armor and suddenly jumped out. He ran his hand across an open book and instantly released a huge fireball phantom towards the passing students, which scared the little wizards.

On the third floor, in the classroom of the Not-So-Magic Club, a melodious song was slowly coming out. It was the tune of "Scarab Fair" which was well-known throughout the UK. The sound echoed throughout the second, third and fourth floors.

On the fifth floor, some students in the library were scratching their heads for the upcoming OWLs or NEWT exams. Of course, Hermione was one of them. She was a little tired, so she took a deep breath, stood up, and went to the room where Professor Jones used to be the librarian, and poured herself a cup of always warm black tea.

Several seventh graders here are discussing the invitation from senior Hedlund, who graduated last year, inviting them to Cambridge University in the UK. Hedlund once said that he gained a lot in the Muggle world.

Hermione found the discussion a bit boring, so she went to the window and quietly watched the rain streaking across the colorful windows.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, guard Hagrid was carrying a large deer leg, not knowing where to go.

Professor Lupin is trying to talk to a Thestral. If possible, he hopes to have a Thestral to help him introduce these mysterious Pegasus to the little wizards.

Everything was just perfect, so perfect that Mu En suddenly felt dazed when he looked at the smiling faces in front of him.

It seems like three years have passed since I came to Hogwarts.