Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"stop!"

Very lucky, this is a word from France.

The crowd immediately understood the meaning of Harry's words, or at least roughly understood that the target of the guy wearing sunglasses was not the girl.

But I am waiting for others.

"A hero saves the beauty?" A burly man gradually approached, saying something difficult to understand.

Harry didn't understand, but

"Tongtong Petrochemical——"

With a bang, the man flew backwards.

"Let's end it." Harry said, "You are just affected, let's end it here."

However, he seemed to be overthinking it.

Under the stimulation of alcohol and hormones, and under the stimulation of certain competitiveness and xenophobia.

Harry's London accent and the power he just displayed undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest.

Obscene words and curses came at him all at once.

Except for a few people who sobered up and ran away quickly, only the boss behind the bar quickly hid behind the bar with his head in his hands.

"Armor protection——"

"Veravito—"

Harry did not bounce back those spells because there were too many of them and he was afraid of causing unnecessary injuries if he was not careful.

At the same time, on the bumpy stone floor, chains transformed by transfiguration suddenly appeared and tied up those people.

With a series of bangs, one figure after another was tied up and then thrown out.

Suddenly, an angry shout appeared.

"Arrête!!"

I saw the man just now grabbing the little silver-haired girl, strangling her neck with one hand and pressing the magic wand against her throat with the other hand.

Harry's hand stopped suddenly, and on the other side, the silver-haired girl, who seemed to be the sister of the little girl who was captured, also froze in place.

"If you know you've done something wrong, just run away. Why do you have to do this?" Mu En looked puzzled, swaying in his chair and taking sips of spicy brandy.

"Shut up, you weirdo!" the man yelled at Mu En.

The next moment, the man sitting upright in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Then, a breeze appeared overhead.

I looked up instinctively, and it only took less than a second.

In this extremely short period of time, when he raised his head, he could only see a black shadow.

Before his brain could react, he fell heavily to the ground.

Harry's pupils dilated involuntarily under his sunglasses, and his heart suddenly surged.

It was exactly the same as when he slapped the transforming three-headed dog into the wall in the Greek ruins.

Every time I see it, I feel horrified. This is a kind of violent aesthetics that says, "I don't even need to wave a magic wand to make you unable to resist."

After a loud bang, Mu En landed lightly on the ground and put the little girl down with him.

Just now, his other hand had grabbed the hostage child to prevent him from getting hurt.

"Oh my God! Gabrielle!" The girl rushed to the girl and said, "How are you? Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

"Sister, everything is fine. I'm fine." The little girl said hurriedly. She was actually still frightened by the scene just now, but it was really nothing serious.

Mu En grabbed the man and threw him out of the pub, then looked at the nervous boss behind the bar.

"No need to pay."

"No, no need." The boss said repeatedly. He was a businessman. If what happened just now really went on like this, he would no longer have a place to do business in France, Spain and Andorra.

"That's good." Mu En nodded, then sat back in his chair, looking relaxed.

Harry glanced at the sisters, confirmed that they were fine, and returned to his seat.

"Why did you stop just now?" Mu En looked at Harry with a smile.

"I" Harry's expression showed a little thought: "I feel unsure, after all, protection has a higher priority."

"That's true." Mu En nodded. "But I'm more used to being more straightforward. In fact, it's just like the methods you used before, distracting the attention and killing with one blow. It seems that you haven't developed new methods for a long time."

Harry thought about it carefully, then nodded: "It is true that I have neglected practical training."

According to common sense, even if he didn't use the old tricks, he could make use of Apparition. As long as he teleported to the man's side, he could use any other means to resolve the deadlock.

But I didn't have the instinct to use this technique.

But this is the answer after thinking about it now.

Even if Mu En didn't propose it, even if he only thought about it for a moment to get the answer, he still couldn't accept it.

This kind of fighting style should have become an instinct long ago.

Thinking about it, he shook his head at himself.

Life has been a little too comfortable lately.

"Thank you." The girl came over with her sister Gabriel and thanked them in English.

"No, no, it's a small matter." Mu En said, "It's just that it's not a good choice for you to bring your sister out so late."

"I'm really sorry, we just wanted to buy some water." She said with some shame: "I didn't expect this to happen. It was mainly because Gabrielle got a new wand today, and I played with it for a while. As a result, I don't know when, the disguise charm on my face failed."

"That's true. There is no convenience store selling Coca-Cola here." Mu En nodded.

After explaining, the girl quickly said, "You haven't introduced yourself yet. My name is Fleur, Fleur Delacour, and this is my sister Gabrielle."

"Peter Jones." Harry quickly stood up and shook hands with the two men politely, then looked at Moon: "This is Moon Jones, we are from the UK."

"I know." Furong seemed to finally remember something.

"Prometheus!" she said in surprise.

"?" Mu En sat on the chair and looked at the girl in confusion.

"Well, even if I am a mythological figure, I think the concept of a human body with an animal head should be closer to Egyptian mythology. Of course, Bastet is a goddess, and I am not one of her lovers."

"Oh, you are so humorous." Furong laughed. "I am so sorry, I met you sir in the Magic Newspaper, the French Magic Newspaper. The newspaper called you the Prometheus of the new era."

Mu En opened his mouth, then felt helpless.

"I am just a thief of knowledge, and now I am just taking that knowledge out again."

"Prometheus is also the thief of fire," Fleur explained, and she felt that this title was indeed more true, especially after what she had just said.

"Okay." Mu En spread his hands.

As he was talking, a dark figure appeared at the door. She was more than three meters tall, with extremely broad shoulders, an olive face, a pair of big black, watery eyes, and her hair was carefully combed behind her head. She was wrapped in a black satin dress from head to toe, and wore many luxurious opal rings.

She walked in with her back bent, seemingly dissatisfied with the "short" door.

As I walked in, my head seemed to hit the dirty ceiling with cobwebs.

"A strong smell of tobacco and alcohol." She wrinkled her thick nose in disdain: "I heard that there are some people here who try to hurt--"

"Madame Maxime!" Furong saw the person coming and hurried over, saying respectfully, "Madam, why are you here?"

"I noticed the commotion in the streets and learned the cause," Madame Maxime explained, her expression less serious when she saw that the fine girl from Beauxbatons was not harmed.

Just like Dumbledore favors Gryffindor and Snape favors Slytherin.

Maxim also has his own partiality towards Furong.

In addition to the student's excellent performance in school and his well-mannered manners, there is also his gender and - his non-ordinary wizarding bloodline.

"Madam, it was those two gentlemen over there who helped me." Furong said quickly, "That was Mr. Moon Jones."

"Moon Jones?!" Mrs. Maxim was a little surprised. She glanced at Moon Jones, then walked over and shook hands with Moon Jones.

"Professor Jones, I didn't expect to see you here. I am Olympe Maxime. The current headmaster of Beauxbatons."

"Nice to meet you." Mu En nodded: "Please sit down."

She held on to the chair with her hand, and a glimmer of light flashed on the opal ring, making the rough and shoddy chair seem much more sturdy.

"Please give me a glass of iced apple cider." After that, she looked at the two girls and said, "You can ask for anything you want."

Then, she couldn't wait to turn her gaze back to Mu En.

"Fate is amazing. After the Expo last year, I always wanted to meet you, but you were very busy at that time."

Maxim's understanding of Muen is not only because of the classics he contributed, but also because of an important question - how he communicated with Nicolas Flamel and made him contribute the Book of Abraham.

She was too curious and wanted to know too much.

You know, Nicolas Flamel is a graduate of Beauxbatons, but now if Beauxbatons wants to contact Nicolas Flamel, it depends on other people's mood.

She was really curious about the relationship between Moon and Nico, and she wanted to obtain legal authorization to bring back all the copies of the books for the children of Beauxbatons to read and study.

This is an important issue regarding school resources. The reason why Hogwarts is known as the best magic school in Europe, in addition to the famous wizard Dumbledore, is because in its long history of development, Hogwarts has the library with the richest collection of books in the whole of Europe. Behind that is written a clear word - educational resources!

This is also the reason why she couldn't wait to communicate with Mu En.

Mu En sighed with regret, "Yes, I'm very busy, with school courses, expositions, and a lot of other things."

Looking at this lady, he was somewhat amazed, and even felt itchy to try.

Just two years ago, he had lamented that if Hagrid had excellent spellcasting ability, he would definitely become a strong man in this world.

And now, a nearly perfect answer appears before our eyes.

He even felt the aura of Madame Maxime.

Just like Fleur had the natural ability of a veela to attract people, he felt a kind of excitement when he was next to Maxim, which was also one of the reasons why he was itching to do it.

【Encouragement】

This is a talent of giants, something that Hagrid did not inherit.

"Yes, I'm busy every year." Maxim said with a smile, "I'm busy this year too. I wonder how you guys at Hogwarts are preparing?"

"How are the preparations going?" Mu En was a little confused.

"Don't you know?" Maxime was a little confused. She knew very well Moon Jones's identity in Hogwarts, so she said this.

After all, I heard that this professor has his own competitions organized within the school, and they are very popular.

As she said this, she looked at Harry.

"Is this gentleman a student at Hogwarts?"

"Yes."

Maxim nodded, "Furong, could you and this gentleman please move aside for a moment? Don't worry, it won't be long."

Harry glanced at Moon, and then, at Moon's consent, he also walked aside with the Delacour sisters.

"Professor Jones, I'm surprised you haven't heard from him yet," she said.

"Well, maybe it's because I rejected some of the letters, but I think it's not too late for you to tell me now." Mu En smiled.

"Of course, that's the Triwizard Tournament!"

Mu En's memory began to surge, and he found the answer in an instant.

This is a 700-year-old competition, a friendly match between the three major magic schools in Europe. It is held every five years to enhance the friendship between the schools. Of course, the mortality rate is very high, so it has been suspended many times in the middle, but it has been resumed many times.

"So we're going to recover this year?" Mu En said.

"Yes, I will go to the UK in about two days to participate in the meeting on the details of the competition rules." Madame Maxime nodded.

"I see." Mu En nodded.

Afterwards, Maxim did not miss this good opportunity and began to inquire about the relationship between Moon and Nicolas Flamel, and gradually expressed his thoughts on that knowledge during the conversation.

"Okay." Mu En nodded.

Maxim showed a hint of joy on his face, but then quickly hid it: "Of course, then... what should we pay?"

"Pay what?" Mu En shook his head: "Pay what?"

"We have to copy that knowledge." Maxim emphasized again. She thought Mu En didn't understand what she wanted.

"Yes, come and copy it. Just do it when you compete." Mu En said, "If you can't wait, you can also copy it when you go to England in two days."

"No. No price?"

"No." Mu En shook his head: "I advocate payment for knowledge, because this is what researchers deserve, but I don't need it-"

As he spoke, Mu En raised his glass, bowed slightly forward, and smiled.

"After all, I still have a little money."

Maxim was stunned for a moment. She was not a fool, and this was not about money at all.

Then she raised her glass with admiration in her expression.

"Professor Jones, you are so generous. I think the Famo newspaper's praise of you as Prometheus is a bit too modest."