Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Chapter 373 Merlin and the Dream Demon

After finishing his conversation with Scrimgeour, Moon sat alone at the table, thinking.

Sindel put down the Tales of Beedle the Bard in her hand, looked at Muen who was sitting silently on the sofa, and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Jones, has something important happened?"

"Not really." Mu En shook his head: "It's not a big deal."

"It sounds like some mysterious events that cannot be explained yet due to insufficient information," said Sindel.

"Yes." Mu En confirmed her statement: "But in mysticism, an unknown thing should be guarded against more than a powerful, vicious event."

"Beware?" Sindel pondered Moon's choice of words, but in the end just scratched her head.

"I didn't expect you to use such a word." She said, "I've never seen you say 'protection' before?"

Mu En smiled and said, "It's just a casual remark. It's hard for me to have too much concern for natural disasters and man-made disasters that do not affect my own interests."

As he spoke, he propped himself up.

"I'm going to the principal's office."

"Ask about relevant matters?" Sindel smiled, as if to say: 'You really don't care?'

Mu En opened his mouth and then nodded.

"I'm just curious. Curiosity is an indispensable quality for a good wizard."

"Okay." Sindel nodded and watched Muen leave.

The office door was closed again and everything was quiet.

It was not until a moment later, as if to be sure that Muen had gone far away, that Sindel looked at Lucifer in the fireplace.

"Mr Jones is always a little bit inconsistent, isn't he?" she asked with a smile.

Lucifer simply glanced at her, then explained his thoughts.

"It is part of the human trait to say one thing and mean another."

"Really?" Sindel seemed surprised.

"What else?" Lucifer waved his little hand made of flames: "Aren't you the same?"

"Have I?" said Sindel.

Lucifer stretched his mouth with both hands and started to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"Mr. Cat, it's a good thing you didn't accept Fleur Delacour's invitation to the ball, otherwise I don't know what to do."

When Sindel heard his words, her spirit trembled involuntarily, and then she flew through the wall and left the office.

It was not until the office became quiet again that Lucifer changed his expression and laughed softly.

"I am indeed a demon who can read people's minds."

"Hey hey hey"

In the principal's office, Mu En smelled an extremely strong scent of honey as soon as he walked in.

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, apparently writing a letter.

"This is really rare." Moon sat opposite Dumbledore: "Whose letter is it?"

"A letter from the Department of Education regarding the relationship between Hogwarts graduates and Cambridge." Dumbledore said briefly.

He gently let go of the quill, and the fluff fluttered and gently returned to the ink bottle. Dumbledore crossed his hands and leaned lightly on the table.

"What's more difficult?" he asked.

"You handle the official business." Muen said, "I thought Minerva was the one who did all these things. You just need to stay here like a mascot, um. In Grindelwald's words, a bird in a cage?"

"Have you ever seen a caged bird that's over a hundred years old?" Dumbledore smiled helplessly.

"I heard that Churchill's parrot is almost this old, and it still curses the Germans today." Moon said seriously, and then looked at Fox.

"What about you? Will you scold Grindelwald?"

Fox rolled his eyes at Moon, then bent down and hugged the colorful egg.

Dumbledore hesitated to speak for several times, and finally took off his glasses reluctantly and rubbed his eyes gently with his fingers.

"Okay, why did you mention Grindelwald so many times today?" he asked helplessly.

"Oh, about some gossip." Mu En got back to the topic.

"How did you want to stop Grindelwald back then?"

"Why?" Dumbledore frowned. "Why? For uh..."

"For justice?" Mu En completed the words that were stuck in his throat, and then he laughed: "It's a good joke."

"It's not really a joke," Dumbledore said with a little embarrassment.

"You didn't even say it yourself, so how can it not be considered a joke?" Mu En asked back, "Of course, I believe justice is indeed a reason, but it is not the only reason.

And if I remember correctly, you had been teaching at Hogwarts for many years. How old were you at that time? Over fifty years old. You have locked yourself in this castle for thirty years, or even more than that!"

"Moon, what exactly do you want to ask?" Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.

"I'm just curious." Moon smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, Newt Scamander did a lot of things for you at that time."

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded: "Grindelwald and I were under a blood curse at the time, and we couldn't resist.

At that time, I could only rely on Newt to fight against Grindelwald."

Dumbledore put his glasses back on, and his originally old look suddenly looked radiant again, with his blue eyes sparkling.

"All right," he said. "I admit it, Moon. One of the main reasons I wanted to fight Grindelwald was that I felt I had a responsibility."

"And what is your responsibility?"

"Grindelwald wants wizards to be superior to Muggles, doesn't he?" Dumbledore said, "with typical radicalism.

Well, Voldemort also has this slogan - of course, it's just a slogan. For Riddle, it's just a means for him to win people's hearts.

But Grindelwald was different. He sincerely wanted to promote the development of this matter. He almost became the president of the International Confederation of Wizards and gained the right to implement this plan. "

"And then you uncovered his conspiracy, didn't you?" Moon said.

"Ah, that's right." Dumbledore nodded: "But this is also why I stopped him.

What he wants to do, Munn, I have known Grindelwald for a long time, that was in Godric's Hollow, that was when I was still a teenager. "

"Yeah, the prime of youth." Mu En nodded meaningfully.

There was a moment of embarrassment on Dumbledore's face, but then memories quickly washed away the embarrassment like a flood.

“Yes, youth is like alcoholism, we always do some irrational things, right?

I am no exception, because of some past events when I witnessed the conflict between Muggles and wizards.

Grindelwald said that he didn't understand why wizards had to hide and leave the vast and beautiful world to Muggles.

In short, we had roughly the same views, and at that time, we had ambitions that were much greater than our power. Like every young person, we were determined to change the world and were willing to take action. "

"Then you became a teacher?" Mu En asked.

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh at himself when he heard this.

"Yes, Mu En, youth is like alcoholism. After drinking, we'd better not make any decisions.

I was lucky; Aberforth was always reckless, but he was also obviously more mature than me.

Just when I wanted to leave with Grindelwald, Aberforth stopped me. Some conflicts broke out that I regretted for the rest of my life. In short, what I wanted to do back then fell through.

But I still think that Grindelwald will appear in politics thirty years later and establish the Wizarding Party, intending to break down the barriers between wizards and Muggles with violence, and even provoke Germany to launch a war.

After saying this, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh:

"In short, Grindelwald did those things at the time, and I must take some responsibility. That's why I stood up."

After saying this, Dumbledore looked at Moon.

Even after saying so much, he still didn't know what Mu En wanted to know.

Moon also understood Dumbledore's intention and explained, "I'm just curious why you would duel with Grindelwald under the 'expectation of everyone'."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, his eyes rested on the teacup for a moment, then he picked up the cup and drank the thick honey water in it.

"I don't know, actually," he said.

“Things are done in secrecy. In fact, we always did things in secrecy. Newt was a magical biologist traveling between various countries at the time.

I just stayed in school and taught honestly.

I don’t know why, in the end, suddenly and inexplicably, people all over the world were looking forward to me, a teacher teaching in a school, to fight against that unrivaled dark politician.

I was fifty years old that year. After Ariana left, I returned to school in despair. I had little reputation in the wizarding world anymore and just taught silently. Over the years, I have always suspected that it was the Ministry of Magic's doing.

But that doesn't make sense, the people in the Ministry of Magic didn't know my strength at the time.

I don’t know myself. After all, I haven’t fought with anyone since I was 20.”

"But the whole world is expecting you to kill Grindelwald." Moon smiled.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, but felt that Moon's choice of words was not appropriate.

"It seems like there is an invisible hand driving all this."

Moon pushed back the cup that Dumbledore had pushed towards him.

There was thick honey inside, no water, at least Mu En didn't see any.

"What would you think if I said that this invisible hand appeared again?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then Moon told him the news that Scrimgeour had told him.

"How wonderful." Dumbledore said with curiosity: "Dreams. Generally, the concept of dreams is only found in divination theory."

Having said that, he looked at Mu En again.

"Who is this dream about?"

"Merlin?" Mu En tried to say, "Merlin's body is preserved in the oak tree of Avalon, so there is nothing wrong with what I said."

"Merlin?" Dumbledore nodded, and after a moment he suddenly stood up and began to stop in front of his bookcase.

His bookcase was not big, and it was filled with banned books, not the high-end books in the banned section of the library that were called banned books but actually only required some qualifications to be read.

Here are the real, absolutely forbidden books.

For example, "Advanced Black Magic Revealed", which records the method of making Horcruxes.

Of course, Dumbledore did not focus his attention on this at the moment.

Instead, he took out an old, tattered sheepskin book.

After a moment, he returned to his desk and spread the book in front of Mu En. The edges of the ancient parchment had turned black, and the ink had soaked into the leather, drawing a flowing, black, strange existence.

It's like a silently flowing, insubstantial life form.

"Dream demon." Mu En said slowly.

"Extinct," said Dumbledore.

Moon En already understood what Dumbledore wanted to express. If there was any connection between the dream demon and the discussion just now, it was - Merlin!

There are many legends about Merlin's life, but the most famous and most recognized one in the wizarding world is that Merlin is a half-blood.

Humans like Hagrid, Flitwick, and Fleur, as well as hybrids of other races.

His mother was a human.

There are many legends about his father, including a devil, an elf, or a nightmare demon.

"There really is such a thing." Mu En was quite surprised: "But... are you sure this thing can reproduce with humans?"

"This is not unusual," said Dumbledore, "and it is not necessarily the normal logic of reproduction, right?"

Both of them tried their best to use some biased words to explain the matter so as not to appear so vulgar.

Mu En nodded helplessly: "Okay, let's assume that this matter may be related to the dream demon or Merlin, what is the purpose?"

"I don't know." Dumbledore shook his head.