Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

This is a blank world.

Everything lost its color, and nameless light came from nowhere and fell onto the world.

The barely detectable shadows became another color, barely outlining the true appearance of this world, showing the changing stairs, complex corridors, and ancient stone carvings.

On the wall, picture frames of different sizes are hung densely. In the painting, everything is blurry.

Bright mist fills the world everywhere. In the pure white, a figure stood.

He is the only color in this world besides shadows!

It's Tom Riddle.

Not long ago, he was completely captured by Moon Jones. Negotiations were fruitless, and he finally chose self-destruction, and then came here.

Now, he just needs to wait for some time before he can return to the real world again.

Just as he was immersed in this joy, there was a sound of footsteps.

Riddle's eyes were fixed on the direction of the sound. He raised his hands slightly, and a black robe that was contrary to this world was placed on his body and kept floating.

A figure slowly emerged from the mist.

It was a woman, wearing a long white dress with a draped shape, holding a lyre in her hands, walking slowly out of the mist.

"Who are you?" Tom stepped back quickly, looking alert.

"Don't worry, Tom Riddle." The woman looked at him and introduced herself.

"You may call me Vivian, one of the Ladies of the Lake," she said.

"Lady of the Lake." Riddle stared at the other person intently, without lowering his guard at all.

"The prophecy is really strange, isn't it?" Vivian said, "A child, an ancient magic, and he easily resisted the Killing Curse."

"You don't need to tell me." Riddle exuded a black aura and frowned: "You seem to know a lot about me?"

This feeling of being 'watched' made him feel alarmed.

"You're amazing." Vivian complimented him, "I've been paying attention to all the powerful beings in the real world."

Riddle looked at him, his mind wandering, and asked, "What about Moon Jones?"

"That's exactly why I came here." Vivian showed a beautiful smile on her face.

"Now, Albus Dumbledore and Moon Jones exist in the world.

Maybe, I thought, we can help each other.

I can help you return to reality, and you can help me return to the real world."

"How can you travel to the real world?"

"As long as I can kill enough people and cause violent deaths, I can go to the real world as a guide."

London, Diagon Alley, players' rest area.

As one team after another crossed the finish line, people's cheers gradually grew louder.

The contestants who crossed the finish line went to the lounge to recuperate, or went to Pomfrey to heal their injuries.

They still have to wait here for the final results.

Draco paced back and forth anxiously, while Harry sat on the box, thinking and calculating.

Then, he finally couldn't help it, stood up and walked behind Mu En.

"Professor." He spoke with doubt and confusion: "It seems a little strange tonight."

"Restless." Mu En finished his words: "Really?"

"Right." Harry nodded.

Muen turned his head again and looked at the anxious Draco. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "You seem to be unable to hold back. At least you two brothers are like this."

Harry turned to look at Draco, then nodded.

Mu En nodded and pinched his fingers lightly in the air.

"Tonight, Voldemort and his followers will launch a killing spree in Greater London."

"Tonight? Killing? Why?!" Neville and Ron suddenly heard Moon's words and stood up as if in response.

"Because there is a person who can only get here by killing." Mu En said.

"Who?"

"He's a very powerful person." Mu En said, "The purpose of his coming here is not clear yet, but it is related to me."

"Then why. No, I mean, why tonight, why Greater London?" Harry continued to ask: "When did Voldemort resurrect?"

"It was also today." Mu En continued, "I don't know how he was resurrected yet.

But the reason why he is doing what he is doing today is simply because I am here today.”

Ron looked at Mu En in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Mu En thought for a moment.

“You can understand that Voldemort wants to sacrifice the lives of countless Londoners to summon a demon.

And this demon is related to me. As long as he gets rid of me, he can continue to slowly play against Dumbledore in the future."

"Has it started yet?" Hermione asked anxiously, "I mean, the mysterious man's plan."

"It started a long time ago." Mu En said.

The first time, Voldemort went to Azkaban to bring back his followers. This time, he succeeded.

The second time, just now, when you were crossing the finish line, someone tried to release the Dark Mark and cause a riot. You saw the result of this confrontation - Dumbledore responded in time.

Now, the third confrontation is about to begin.

He and his gang are now everywhere in the alleys and streets of London.

In response, Dumbledore cast a weather spell on Big Ben, covering the city with thick fog for monitoring. Aurors have also been spread throughout the city.

Hearing his words, the children became even more anxious.

Hermione suddenly reacted and asked quickly: "Professor, I think I want to go home, right now."

"They're safe." Moon said, looking at Hermione.

Hermione's parents have a close relationship with Moon, and at this point in time, he has already included it as part of his focus.

Hermione felt a little relieved after hearing what Moon said.

"However, if you want to protect your family, I can't stop you." Mu En finally said: "That's it.

What to do now and how to do it all depends on your ideas.”

After saying that, he walked out of the players' lounge.

Harry was silent for a moment, then turned and left. In just three or two steps, he lifted the tent and left.

Behind him, Draco, Hermione and Neville followed closely.

Ron looked around, somewhat confused.

He first looked at Fred and George who were in a corner of the lounge. They were laughing and telling jokes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

On the other side is the exit of the tent.

After thinking for a moment, he turned and walked towards the exit of the tent.

When he opened the tent, he saw that Harry and the others were standing outside the door, not going anywhere.

"Are you waiting for me?" Ron said absentmindedly.

"Just one minute." Draco smiled and said, "See if you want to come out."

"What will happen if I follow you out?"

"It's okay." Draco smiled: "It's just that you might be wanted in the future."

Harry nodded, and seeing that everyone was gathered, he took the lead and left.

And Ron still didn't understand what he and the others were going to do.

Soon, they left the competition venue, left the crowd, and came to an alley.

"I'm going to find my father." Draco suddenly spoke up, and he said bluntly: "Now everything can be salvaged. If it's too late, there may be no chance."

"Grandma is here, I have nothing to worry about." Neville raised his hand and said bluntly: "Professor Moon said that Voldemort has already escaped from prison - the person I've been waiting for has finally come out."

Draco laughed. "Yes, yes, the crazy bitch is out, isn't she?"

"That's right." Neville nodded.

As they spoke, Draco and Neville both looked at Harry.

"What about you?" they asked in unison.

"Me?" Harry smiled. "I just want to do what I can. If Voldemort shows up because of me and reveals his flaws, that would be good news, wouldn't it?"

Draco and Neville were stunned for a moment, then nodded in unison.

"There's really no problem. Just as Professor Moon said, Dumbledore has already used the weather spell to monitor London. If he comes out because he wants to catch you, that's good news.

Of course, the premise of all this is that you are not a guy who dies at the first touch. "

"I've grown legs and I can run away," said Harry.

"That's good." Draco nodded, no longer expressing indifferent concern.

Then they looked at Hermione.

Hermione thought for a moment and looked at Harry: "Send me to Professor Dumbledore."

"Okay." Harry nodded.

After confirming the arrangement, they all looked at the last person.

Ron Weasley.

"What about you?" Draco looked at him.

"I don't know." Ron was a little embarrassed: "How about I go back?"

He suddenly felt that the group of people standing in front of him did not seem to be students.

Draco frowned, but didn't argue.

Just seems a little disappointed.

"Go check on Percy or Mr. Weasley." Harry suddenly said, "They are employees of the Ministry of Magic. Perhaps they have already started their 'work' tonight."

"Percy, who cares about that. Well, they could be in danger too, right?" Ron took a deep breath.

"But what does this have to do with me? I mean, who I am now, do I have to go to the Ministry of Magic and say I'm worried about them?" Ron said puzzled.

"It depends on your own ability. Your death has nothing to do with others." Draco finally sighed: "In other words, you must be determined to abandon your student mentality first."

"What do you mean by abandoning student thinking?" Ron looked at Draco dully.

No one answered him, they just put on their masks.

Ron's eyes scanned their faces left and right, a black cat, an orange cat, a snake and a lion.

Although Ron didn't pay attention to current affairs, he heard a lot of gossip at school, and there were employees of the Ministry of Magic at home.

Soon, he remembered what it was.

"Wait." Ron involuntarily took two steps back, his face full of disbelief.

"You. This. This is the illegal goblin organization, the wanted one, the one that broke into Azkaban for the first time?!"

"A goblin organization?" Harry was somewhat helpless. "There has never been any goblin organization. It's just that we were shorter at the time, so we were mistaken for goblins."

Draco took out a mask and a gold coin along with it.

"Once you put on the mask, you are no longer Ron Weasley."