Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The crooked castle stood in the mountains and forests. It was built by combining many houses. It was not beautiful and did not pay attention to any construction aesthetics. It seemed to be just a random pile, but it made Harry feel extremely familiar.

He is familiar with this place and has long regarded it as his 'home'.

Thinking of this, he gradually descended and finally landed in front of the castle gate.

crunch--

There was no need to knock on the door. Mr. Lucifer was still in the fireplace. He sensed the presence of someone outside the door and opened it.

"Are you back?" Lucifer asked.

"I'm back." Harry nodded. This reminded him of the time before he went to Hogwarts. At that time, he dug out dusty wrenches, screwdrivers and other tools from the warehouse, and did repair work for others on the street to earn extra money.

At that time, Lucifer always greeted him like this now.

"Come and move some furniture?" Lucifer asked, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Well, move whatever you like, just keep it as a souvenir."

"Mr. Lucifer, do you know everything?" Harry stood calmly in the living room, looking at the blazing fire in the fireplace.

"I know." Lucifer nodded. "It's a fierce battle. I don't know what the result will be, but looking at your miserable state, it shouldn't be a good result."

Harry was silent. He looked at the dark red patent leather sofa where Moon often sat. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to sit here quietly for a while.

"Go, go." Lucifer waved his hand, as if he knew what he was thinking, and drove him away without giving him any expression, "Go and pack up."

Harry was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"If you like this sofa, you can move it away when the time comes." Lucifer said, "As for these things, you can take whatever you like."

Harry laughed for a moment and said, "Do we have to move away?"

"I think so." Lucifer raised his eyes: "This castle depends entirely on me. If I'm not here, it will become a ruin. After all, this is the power of us Star Children - Alas, it seems useless to tell you this."

"Is there any way to save the castle?"

"Indulge in the past? Foolish people always like to do that. Memories and photos are enough." Lucifer glanced at him and asked back:

"You're grown up now, isn't it normal for you to move out?"

"I" Harry spoke out of turn for a moment. He sat on the sofa and remained silent for a long time.

“I feel like I haven’t grown up yet.”

"You underestimate yourself, or you set your standards too high?" Lucifer pondered.

"Perhaps you think that you have to be able to defeat Voldemort or Dumbledore to be considered grown up? Then I have nothing to say."

Harry remained silent and did not answer.

Seeing that Harry was unwilling to leave, Lucifer said no more, but disappeared into the flames.

For a moment, there was silence.

Harry looked at the ceiling, thinking, and gradually fell asleep.

The night gradually deepened.

Suddenly, a burst of fireworks rose from the fireplace.

"Here it comes." Lucifer muttered.

Harry opened his eyes and leaned forward, saying nothing.

Lucifer looked at him and was silent for a moment.

"That's it. I'm going over too."

"Where to, Mr. Lucifer?" Harry asked.

"Burn." Lucifer grinned.

boom--

Suddenly, a blue-purple flame rose up, burning straight to the ceiling and spreading to the surroundings.

The next moment, smoke and dust rose and the flames disappeared.

Harry has developed a certain sensitivity to magic, even if he cannot feel it literally.

But he could subtly sense the presence or absence of magic.

It's like a place with exactly the same temperature, humidity and light, but the feeling indoors and outdoors are completely different.

At this moment, he felt so clearly that there was no magic in the Moonlight Castle where he had lived for several years.

Lucifer, gone.

It didn't take long for the relevant reaction to come.

Crack—the thick wooden beam on the ceiling could no longer support itself and made a sound as it could not bear the weight.

He turned his hand and the Golden Snake Staff appeared. A tremendous force burst out from his body, holding up the Moonlight Castle that was about to collapse.

He didn't want the castle to collapse at this moment.

Kaka-

Huge cracks appeared on the wall.

He raised his hand again, and the power continued to spread, rushing up the stairs.

Click--Boom--

The fourth floor fell from outside the house and hit the ground, making a sound like muffled thunder.

It's like a big ship full of holes. No matter how hard he tries to plug the holes, the load-bearing structure of the bottom of the ship has changed.

He couldn't plug all the holes.

If it is blocked, other places will collapse.

"Ugh"

He let out a long sigh and then withdrew his hand.

Heavy blocks of brick, stone and wood fell from his head, and in the dense forest where no one had ever set foot, the castle collapsed.

Amid the ruins, Harry felt a sense of sadness.

However, in the night, a bright blue line suddenly appeared.

It's that wooden ring!

That was the first spellcasting device I got a few years ago, and it was also my first birthday present.

A line appeared on the wooden ring, extending straight to a door.

"This is?"

Harry was a little confused, so he walked over quickly. The door just stood there among the ruins, standing out extremely differently.

He walked to the door and turned the handle.

Behind the door - no, it should be said that inside the door frame, there was a deep darkness.

And the blue line from the ring continued into the darkness.

Without much thought, he stepped in.

There was no road under his feet, he seemed to be stepping on the void. With the help of the light of the ring, he moved forward, and soon, light appeared.

About two minutes later, the view in front of him suddenly became clear.

crunch--

This is a wooden house, full of dust. There is a table in the house. There are some magic runes drawn on the manuscript paper on the table, and there is some dust on the paper.

The whole house has been empty for a long time.

"Muen!" A voice came from outside the window.

Outside the window, it was a bright moonlit night. Harry pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

In the sky, meteor showers fell, they were close to the ground, reflecting the sky, and the landing point was just on the other side of the grassland, bursting with rays of light.

"A meteor has fallen." Harry suppressed his doubts, lifted his feet off the ground, and flew towards the source of the sound.

"Mu En!" the voice called out again. It was a very childish voice, sounding like it was only in its early teens.

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down." Another somewhat lazy voice appeared, very familiar, but also very immature.

Harry was stunned. He felt like he had never heard this voice before, yet it seemed familiar.

Harry quickly flew to the other end of the meadow and saw the two people who made the noise.

One of them had light hair that was neatly cut and fell to his shoulders.

The other person looked much colder, with dull eyes. Even though he was still young, the angular features had already taken shape on his young face.

"It's Uncle Moon." Harry's heart skipped a beat.

So the one opposite him... is that Hal?

"Meteor, it seems like something is falling." Hal looked at Mu En excitedly.

"Yeah, I saw it." Moon nodded, and walked with Hal towards the place where the meteor fell.

The falling meteor did not create deep pits on the ground, nor did it cause an explosion.

Harry followed their footsteps and soon discovered that the shooting stars seemed to be lives.

They fell to the ground, disappeared quickly like fireworks, and were blown away by the wind.

"What's that?" Hal asked.

"I don't know." Mu En answered casually, "But it's definitely not a meteorite."

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

The next moment, a meteor fell towards them.

Hal walked over, spread his hands, and caught the meteor as if to welcome it.

Then, in Harry's gaze, Hal stood there in a daze, holding something that looked like a pebble in his hands, muttering to himself.

"He's talking, negotiating?!" Harry moved closer and quickly understood what was going on.

The next moment, Hal raised his hands and put the pebble into his mouth.

A strong light also bloomed at this moment, it was the blue-purple light of the Son of Stars, extremely beautiful, like the aurora in the night sky.

The light came and went quickly. After swallowing the pebble, Hal covered his chest.

A glimmer of orange shone through his fingers.

"Hal!" Moon walked over: "What did you do?"

Hal raised his hand with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Mu En, I seem to have made a deal with him just now."

"What deal?" Mu En asked puzzledly.

"He asked me what I wanted, and I said I wanted a home," Hal explained.

"You know, our village was flattened by a bomb. And then this guy in my hand said he wanted to exchange his heart and love."

"Have you changed?" Mu En looked at Hal.

"Yes." Hal nodded: "Love and the like, it seems to be of no use to us, right?"

Mu En looked at Hal with a complicated expression, then smiled helplessly.

"You will be retaliated against in the future." He looked at the little guy in Hal's hands and asked, "What's your name?"

"His name is Calcifer," said Hal.

As he was speaking, a meteor fell from the sky and flew straight towards Mu En.

He raised his hand and caught it.

It still looked like a pebble, and when it fell into Mu En's hands, it emitted blue and purple starlight.

Mu En was much more direct than Har. He felt the message from the object in his hand and then started to negotiate.

"There's no way I could give you my emotions."

"You are too greedy. It seems that your kind will die if they fall to the ground, right?"

"You can't bargain with me."

"Well, I do have a good organ for you. Yes, a very important organ."

After some negotiations, Harry stood aside and watched Uncle Moon swallow the pebble in his childhood.

The stars bloomed, and then Mu En's hand suddenly placed on his waist.

Orange flames also appeared from it.

Another voice that Harry was very familiar with also appeared. It was the voice of Mr. Lucifer, who was shouting angrily.

"Appendix, appendix—how dare you! This is a complete, demonic fraud!"

hiss.

Hal raised his eyelids and looked at Calcifer in his hand, then at Lucifer in Moon's hand.

"Muen, what did you exchange your appendix with him for?" Hal asked expectantly.

"Well I said, I hope to [go home]."

"It seems that we are similar?" Hal said happily, and looked at Calcifer in his hand.

"Can we build a big house?"

Moon looked at Hal, then looked at Lucifer in his hand.

He sensed a subtle difference.

If Hal's Calcifer will focus more on building a [residence].

Then maybe I will focus more on [Transportation]?

Memories began to fade, and Harry saw the first encounter between Mr. Lucifer and Uncle Moon from a bystander's perspective. He also saw Uncle Moon's childhood appearance, which he had never thought he would see before.

This made him feel much better.

Time passed slowly, and after he had calmed down his emotions, he began to clean up the ruins.

No one knows where Uncle Mu En’s basement has gone. Maybe he has made some backup plans or moved it in advance.

The rest of the castle's stuff, including the pirate ship bottles, was kept by Harry.

Among them, he also found a sword.

Sword of Triton.

Uncle Mu En said that this sword came from Blackbeard, and no one knew when it was taken out of the basement.

In addition, there were many other things that he collected and took away one by one.

Time passed quickly. The next day, after Harry packed up everything, he decided to say goodbye and return to Hogwarts.

Just as Mr. Lucifer and Professor Snape said and did.

Dwelling on the past is not advisable.

When he got back, he would thank Snape for the slap he gave him.

No one knew where Miss Sindel had gone. Harry didn't want anything to happen to her, otherwise Uncle Moon would not be happy.

Besides, there are many things he needs to do.

His thoughts stopped there, and the next moment, Harry disappeared from the spot.

Five days after he left.

A ghostly, broken figure appeared here.

It's Sindel.

"Mr. Cat, your cabin is really hard to find." She whispered, her broken and leaky body floating among the ruins.

She forced herself to leave Hogwarts and suffered a strong backlash.

But she had no regrets.

Then, in the sunshine and in the spring breeze, her figure slowly descended and sat on a chair.

Slowly, he closed his eyes.

Her body began to disintegrate, and it seemed that she would disappear soon.

However, the broken windows of the dilapidated houses that had long been immersed in the magic of the Lucifer star realm produced some imperceptible reactions to the aura that Sindel was dissipating.

After all, Sindel's appearance is inseparable from Lucifer's astral magic.

It was this connection that led Sindel here in confusion.

Time passes slowly.