Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

A black-robed figure was strolling in the dark streets. He walked with ease, and his rough and dirty hands were twirling the magic wand lightly.

“Killing.”

After coming out of that hellhole of Azkaban, everyone was in urgent need of "rehabilitation training".

And the Dark Lord gave them such an opportunity.

Soon, a group of bad boys squatting on the street came into his sight. They squatted under the street lights, gathered together, and were surrounded by smoke.

"It's so boring," a boy who looked like a skinny monkey muttered, "Brother D is not here, I don't know where to go to have fun."

"It seems like something happened at his home." Another person said, "Look at the way he walked home earlier. If nothing happened, he wouldn't have run so fast."

"Who knows." Another person muttered.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the man who was pacing over.

"What's the matter?" he asked maliciously.

Generally speaking, young people like them who gather on the streets at night are the ones passers-by will avoid.

Now this guy who came over to greet them and was dressed in Homeless clothes, could it be that he wanted to ask them for a cigarette?

"Young men." The man lifted his hood, revealing his yellow teeth in a hideous smile.

"Do you want to contribute to a great cause?"

"Go away." The skinny boy waved his hand disdainfully: "Go away."

"Crucio..."

A flash of scarlet light suddenly shot out and fell on him.

Suddenly, screams echoed throughout the street.

The sudden change caused panic to appear on the faces of these young kids.

"What did you do?" an older boy roared in a timid voice. He didn't understand what happened. He only knew that a flash of light appeared and his friend next to him screamed.

"Weak Muggle" the man approached slowly.

Then he raised his wand.

He planned to kill all the people in front of him.

"Avada——"

Just as he chanted the spell, two magic spells suddenly appeared from his left and right.

"Collapsed——"

"Expelliarmus—"

The sudden appearance of the two spells caught the Death Eater off guard. His body quickly turned into black mist and he quickly changed his position.

After dodging this round of attack, he quickly looked around.

On the left, a lady with purple hair is panting, as if she had just come from a distance.

And to his right, a lion's head was emerging from the darkness.

"Auror? And who are you?" The Death Eater looked at the lion head.

However, he did not get an answer.

There was a sound of wind, and the figure of the lion head suddenly became erratic.

The next moment, he saw the lion-headed creature approaching him suddenly raise its hand.

"cough--"

His neck was strangled tightly.

At the same time, the lion-headed man's other hand was extremely swift. It grabbed his wand directly, twisted it, snatched it, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it.

"Rabastan Lestrange." The lion-headed man could hardly suppress his joy on his face.

"After Voldemort disappeared, you, along with your brothers Rodolphus Lestrange and Bellatrix Lestrange, kidnapped two Aurors and tortured them."

"Hey - who are you?" Rabastan, whose neck was strangled, kept struggling, but found that the hand on his neck was like steel.

On the other side, the purple-haired Auror who had rushed over was looking at the scene in front of him with some confusion.

This lion head. He seems to be a member of the mysterious goblin organization that was wanted last year.

This organization has disappeared for nearly a year. Why did it suddenly appear tonight and even stand against the Death Eaters?

She doesn't understand.

"Leave here, this guy is already my prey." The lion head suddenly turned and looked at her.

"What are you going to do?" Tonks raised her wand without any slackness.

"I'm here for a few Death Eaters." said the Lion Head.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly occurred in the distance.

"You should get busy, Ms. Auror." The lion-headed man glanced at the explosion in the distance and then at Tonks.

Just as Tonks was doubtful, a voice came from somewhere far away in her ears.

After receiving the notification, Tonks looked at Lion Head with a strange expression, and then hurried to the place where the explosion occurred.

After Tonks left, Lion Head looked at the few young people who were frightened beside him.

No. It should be said that his peers.

Forget it

"Go home." He warned, then turned to look at Rabastan whom he was pinching.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Cough - cough cough - I don't seem to have provoked you -" Rabastan said breathlessly.

The lion head had a fierce look on his face.

"You have no right to ask, tell me where are Bellatrix and his wife!"

"I don't know." He said fearfully, "We are all scattered."

Lion Head frowned, then exerted force on his hands.

click -

His neck was suddenly twisted, his limbs went limp, and there was no life in his eyes.

Then, Lion Head loosened his hand, looked at the corpse slowly falling to the ground, and took off the mask with trembling hands.

The round, somewhat pale face was revealed.

It was Neville.

"And Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange."

He won't stop until he finishes this.

He put on the mask again and once again regained his previous ruthlessness and coldness.

Disappeared around the corner

The tentacles of the snake's robe kept flying in the street. It grabbed the fire escape outside the wall, then hooked onto the roof of the building, allowing itself to quickly leap and flash over London.

"Father, don't do anything stupid."

"Please, before anything can be undone."

"Just this once, don't be so arrogant as a wizard towards Muggles."

He was extremely anxious, and he only hoped that his cunning and shrewd father would not think that killing a few Muggles was harmless at this time.

A little more cunning, a little more slacking.

Suddenly, the gold coins on his waist became hot.

This was the message from Hermione, indicating that the person he was looking for was right around him.

The next moment, the tentacles of his robe stretched out sharply and hung on the upper floors of the buildings on both sides of the street.

Then, he contracted suddenly and launched himself into the sky.

The levitation spell fell, and he directly entered a suspended state and began searching in mid-air.

found it! !

On the roof of a building forty-five degrees in front of him, there was a pair of Death Eaters in black robes. They were pressed close together, a posture he was extremely familiar with.

That was the posture of my parents hugging each other.

The next moment, the snake's head, Draco, launched himself towards that direction.

But in the blink of an eye, he landed on the roof of the building.

"Who?" Lucius turned his head sharply and pointed his wand at him.

"Stop it," Draco hissed.

"You again? The last time we fought was at the Anglo-Greek Expo." Lucius looked nervously at this sudden appearance.

"Continue to follow Volt." Draco paused, then gritted his teeth.

"If you continue to work for Voldemort, you will never get anything good. Going back to Diagon Alley, to the Triwizard Tournament and seeing your son is better than anything else," he said.

Lucius cast several spells, but they were blocked and deflected by Draco one after another.

For a while, the two of them fought on the roof.

This was the second time Draco confronted his father. The last time, one of them was chasing and the other was escaping.

And this time, it is a real confrontation.

Flames and lightnings kept interweaving between the two people. When a spell was cast, the building opposite might explode. When a transfiguration spell was performed, there might be murderous intentions lurking everywhere.

"What task did Voldemort assign you? Do you have to do it?" Draco asked.

"You want us to kill some Muggles." Lucius raised his lips and said, "We are also very anxious. It would be better to kill you now so that we can report to the mission."

The next moment, a spell flashing green light began to appear at the tip of Lucius's wand, aiming at Draco.

At the same time, behind Lucius, his wife Narcissa also raised her wand.

"All petrochemical—"

Lucius was delighted when he heard the spell.

The guy opposite will be petrified by his wife, and then hit hard by his own killing curse, and then die.

However, his thoughts came to an abrupt end in just a moment.

He found himself frozen.

"What do you mean?"

Lucius found it hard to accept for a moment. He was sure that the petrification spell was chanted by his wife.

But how could it fall on me?

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Narcissa walking past him, her steps dragging, she seemed a little lost, her body trembling, as if something had happened to her.

What does it mean? !

However, what made Lucius feel ridiculous was that the snake-headed man opposite also stopped his spell.

"Don't come over here!" Draco raised his wand and warned Narcissa.

"Draco," Narcissa said, looking at the snake-headed man opposite her, "You can trust your mother's eyesight. In my eyes, I can recognize every movement and detail when you raise your wand."

"I" Draco's words suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the wand was shaking a little.

"I didn't expect it to be you." Narcissa came over.

"Go to Azkaban and fight the Death Eaters"

As she spoke, Narcissa's eyes were covered with mist, and her voice trembled: "How dare you. You. Draco."

Her words were scattered and she walked over unconsciously.

Then, he held Draco in his arms.

Draco's body was extremely stiff. He never thought that his disguise would be so flawed in front of his mother.

After a moment, his body seemed to deflate, and he raised his hands and hugged Narcissa.

"Don't worry," Narcissa whispered in Draco's ear.

"If you tell us not to do it, we won't do it," she said.

"Mom, you shouldn't have recognized me." Draco said worriedly.

"Don't worry." Narcissa said with some ease: "Your mother is a master of brain occlumency."

Draco released his hug and looked at his mother in surprise.

"Obviously, Mom is surprised by you, too, isn't she?" Narcissa forced a stiff smile on her face.

"I will not be able to withdraw from this memory," she said firmly, placing her hand on Draco's face.