Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Chapter 375 Repeating the same mistakes and turning a blind eye

A draft rumbled through the corridors of Hogwarts, and the candle flames fluttered but would not go out.

It just made the corridor, which was already dimly lit in this gloomy morning, even more uncertain.

Draco followed behind Moon, walking closely, his eyes fixed on the existence in front of him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath to ease the tension in his heart.

He admitted that he had acted in a rash manner, but things had come to this point and he had no choice but to continue down this path.

"Mr. Jones!" Sindel walked through the door happily. She always did this. Every time before Mu En approached the office, she seemed to have a sense that he was almost there, and then she would come out at the right time.

"Good morning." Mu En smiled and nodded.

"Good morning." Sindel said, her eyes fell on Draco: "It seems that our Mr. Malfoy has something on his mind?"

"Thoughts?" Mu En turned around with interest: "How did you figure that out?"

"If it's about academic matters, Mr. Malfoy would definitely not be so serious." Sindel said: "If you can't solve the academic problems, then think about it yourself, or find another teacher.

So I guess this is definitely something that is beyond academics and very important.”

Mu En nodded and walked into the office.

"Tell me, is it about the dark arts? Have you been cursed by someone?" He looked at Draco.

"No, not me." Draco shook his head.

Then, under Moon's gaze, Draco hesitantly asked a question.

"Professor Jones, how much do you know about Miss Nagini?"

Mu En was silent for a moment, and his expression was a little less relaxed than before.

Nagini, or rather the being with the memory of Nagini, was a rare and irreparable mistake made by Muen.

"Why are you asking this?" Mu En said, "I remember she told you that she was going out traveling, right?"

"No!" said Draco. "Professor, I have seen her grave. It is on the hillside outside Hogsmeade."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked directly at Mu En.

"Professor, she's dead, we all know that."

"I do know." Mu En nodded: "You don't need to remind me, let's talk business. Also, you can sit down."

Moon actually doesn't mind talking about Nagini; he's not one to avoid the past.

But talking to Draco?

That's really not necessary.

Draco sat opposite Moon, his face flushed. He took several deep breaths before saying, "Professor, are blood-cursed orcs really incurable?"

"How interesting." Moon leaned back on the sofa and looked at Draco leisurely: "Is there a blood curse in your house? What does this have to do with you?"

"I..." Draco hesitated for a moment, then he said: "No, it's a friend of mine. She inherited the blood curse of their family."

"A very important friend?"

"That's right!" Draco nodded affirmatively: "I didn't think it was that important at first. At least I was trying to forget about it. I told myself in my heart that it had nothing to do with me."

"And then?" Mu En spread out his hands, motioning him to continue.

"Then... I succeeded, at least in the few days before the Christmas ball, I succeeded. I really forced myself to forget about it." Draco said.

"Christmas ball." Mu En smiled.

"Professor, I know why you are laughing." Draco lowered his head and no longer dared to look directly at Muen.

"That's what I advised myself. I said, 'Draco, you are only fifteen years old. The things and people that you think are important now will definitely be forgotten when you grow up. Why bother about it so much? Just pretend that the curse doesn't exist.'"

"It sounds like you failed after the Yule Ball," Moon said.

"Yes." Draco nodded, looking at the table in a daze.

"I think if I really ignore it, I will definitely regret it when I grow up. Because I can guarantee it - I will never forget this Christmas ball, I will never forget that day!"

He spoke sincerely and quickly, as if he himself felt that it was not decent for a Slytherin, who was known for his calmness, to speak such heartfelt words.

But he couldn't suppress his fifteen-year-old mood. He inevitably wanted to keep that moment and make it last forever.

Therefore, whenever she thinks about the blood curse she is suffering from, she might die sooner or later.

He felt like there was a knife hanging over his head.

"Astoria really has nothing to do with you." Mu En said in agreement: "Draco, what if in the future, when you are eighteen or twenty years old, your relationship is no longer the same as before? Will you still care about her illness?"

"I think so," Draco said.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"That's something that will happen many years later. I can't care about that now. And professor, why do you assume that I or she will definitely change in the future? Can't we go for the best ending of the story?"

"If you want the best outcome, you have to work hard," said Mu En.

“That’s what I’m doing now.”

"You just made an ignorant start. After all, as long as you have a mouth, anyone can say it." Moon gradually stood up: "Draco, it's really strange, where are the Slytherin characteristics in you? Why do I only see some Gryffindor things in you now?"

"I" Draco's eyes followed Moon's figure, but his body froze uncontrollably in place.

"I'm telling you the truth, Draco." Moon stood outside the window.

"Nagini died. I thought I could save her - but I killed her."

Draco's pupils dilated and he looked at Moon in disbelief: "What?!"

"Yes." Mu En's voice sounded: "I remember that I emphasized a lot of things about black magic in my second grade. If you listen carefully, you will know that it is more difficult to save a being destroyed by black magic than to create a new life."

"I know." Draco nodded seriously.

"I can't help her, Draco." Moon shook his head: "I won't make the same mistake again."

Hearing this, Draco's face suddenly turned pale and he stared blankly at Mu En's back.

He only felt a sense of indifference.

"What about me?" Draco suddenly said in a low voice.

"What?" Mu En turned his head and looked at him.

"I mean, can I? I want to try."

Mu En smiled and said, "You? You're still a little far away, my friend."

"I want to try it!" Draco said suddenly, standing up, and his hand slammed on the table with a dull sound.

"Even if there is only a small chance, Professor, I have to try it, otherwise..."

"Or you'll never be able to forgive yourself?!"

"That's right!" Draco nodded heavily.

Mu En laughed, and after a moment, he nodded: "Okay, I can give you some theoretical help. I will tell you what I did and what I did wrong, so that may help you."

Draco breathed a sigh of relief, but Mu En changed the subject: "But, I also have my own requests."

"Professor, please go ahead." Draco lowered his head without hesitation.

"Learn Occlumency and Animagus, then come back to me."

After saying that, Moon waved his hand, not giving Draco any chance to speak, and walked him out the door.

Looking at the office that had become empty again, Mu En breathed a sigh of relief and lay back in his chair.

Sindel listened to the whole thing and asked cautiously, "Mr. Jones, I'm a little curious."

"What are you curious about?" Mu En looked at the ceiling.

"Why did you ask Draco those questions? About the issues between him and that girl."

"I'm just curious." Mu En didn't care, and even said with a bit of bad taste: "Young people's love is indeed unstoppable."

"Chuckles." Lucifer's laughter came from the fireplace. Facing Sindel's gaze, he explained, "Because this cat-head is a psychopath who has never liked anyone."

Mu En sighed helplessly.

Sindel quietly observed Muen's every expression, and then gradually opened her mouth.

"He didn't even refute it!"

After suppressing her surprise, Sindel couldn't help but pay attention to the name that had only appeared once in the conversation between Moon and Draco.

Astoria!

"That girl. She's really blood-"

"Really." Before Sindel could finish, Mu En simply answered the question: "There is a fox inside her."

"You know everything?!" Sindel looked at Mu En in surprise.

"Of course." Mu En nodded.

Lucifer was in the fireplace, with two little hands made of flames crossed together. He raised his head and explained, "This cat-head has been paying attention to the little girl with the blood curse since the first day she stepped into this school."

Xindel looked at Muen in surprise. She actually knew nothing about this matter.

Mu En just leaned calmly on the sofa, looking at the ceiling.

"I just said I wouldn't do it again. I didn't say I would turn a blind eye."

"And why did you say those things to Draco?"

"Oh." Mu En smiled and said, "Tease him a little. Since he likes that little girl so much, let him try harder."