Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

The holidays didn't seem too interesting, except of course for Harry, who even went out for a walk with Shooting Star when he had nothing to do.

Mu En is thinking about the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching plan for the next semester.

There is no doubt that Defense Against the Dark Arts is a subject that is more practical than theoretical. And due to past historical reasons, this course... can be said to have made no progress in the past two years.

The quality of students varies greatly, and children who are willing to study on their own have higher theoretical scores only. Most children, without the correct guidance of teachers, may not even read the book very much.

It doesn't help that I occasionally meet a reliable teacher in a year or two.

Professor McGonagall is now urging Mu En to send her the new list of teaching books as soon as possible.

On the first floor of Moonlight Castle, Lucifer added firewood for himself. He liked the oily pine wood very much, which would make a crackling sound when burned.

Mu En put down his quill, and the parchment floating in front of him fell to the table beside him.

A letter was stuffed through the gap in the door. Mu En glanced at it and then closed her eyes.

Outside No. 13 Privet Drive, morning glories cling to the high wall beside the door, stretching to their heart's content. A breeze blows, and a purple-white inflorescence suddenly blooms.

Among the inflorescences, an eye pupil is exposed. Soon, it caught its target.

A barn owl takes flight.

Inside the room, Mu En raised his hand slightly, and the letter flew to his hand from the entrance.

"Borgin Burke?"

Looking at the black handwriting on the envelope, he was a little surprised. Since Dumbledore came last year, he has lifted some of the formations that hide the address, allowing people and owls to send and receive letters.

But I didn't expect to receive Bo Jin's letter today.

Open the envelope and take out the letter. After a moment, he took a deep breath, patted his knees and stood up.

"What happened?" Lucifer asked curiously.

Mu En raised a smile on her lips and said with great interest: "Bo Jin encountered a very strange place, so he wrote to me asking if I was interested."

Lucifer retreated into the firewood and closed his eyes lazily: "It's boring."

Ten minutes later, Harry stood beside Moon with a confused look on his face.

"Then let's set off, Lucifer remember to look after home." After saying that, Moon put her hand on Harry's shoulder, and the two of them suddenly teleported to the patio of the Leaky Cauldron.

However, the two did not enter Diagon Alley. Instead, they turned around and entered the bar, and then got into the fireplace of the bar.

Moon grabbed a handful of Floo powder and looked at Harry: "Listen carefully, don't pronounce it wrong."

After that, he threw the Floo powder at his feet.

"St. Galway Valley!"

With a bang, green flames rose, and Mu En's figure disappeared.

In the mountains of Somerset, in an isolated village, green flames suddenly exploded in the tavern.

Mu En quickly walked out of the fireplace and cast a cleaning spell on himself first, sweeping away the soot from his body.

Not long after, there was another bang behind him, and Harry walked out of it coughing, obviously he was also choked.

He took out his wand, to be precise... it was a branch randomly broken on the road, and he quickly cast a cleaning spell on himself.

"Uncle Mu En, where are you?"

Moon looked around the tavern and explained at the same time: "St. Galway Valley is a small ancient village in Somerset County. Like Loland Village, ordinary people and wizards live together here."

Pedestrians saw the two coming, looked at them slightly, and then turned their heads away, each busy with their own things.

But in the corner of the tavern, a slightly stooped figure stood out.

"Captain, we are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Bo Jin and Moon greeted each other, and then looked at Harry.

Harry pulled up his hat so that the brim concealed the scar.

"Would you like a drink?" Borgin asked.

Mu En shook his head. It was a rare trip out so he didn't have to waste time on drinking.

"Let's go directly!"

Bo Jin nodded: "Okay, come with me, I believe you will be interested."

The three of them walked out of the tavern and, led by Bo Jin, walked out of the village.

"After you sent the letter, you have been waiting here in the tavern?" Mu En looked at him.

"No, but most of the time. Except for checking every day to see if it has disappeared." After finishing speaking, Borgin asked curiously: "I heard that you appeared at the Ministry of Magic a few days ago."

Mu En walked into the Ministry of Magic openly, and many people saw it with their own eyes.

Although this kind of thing has not yet appeared in the newspapers. But its special appearance and the fact that it seemed to come from Hogwarts made this matter a topic of conversation in the tavern for many people.

Mu En nodded: "It's just a little trouble."

It's just a small trouble... Borgin was a little embarrassed. If he was just dealing with the Ministry of Magic's investigation or arrest, then it was really just a small trouble.

But if they were all shackled and sent to the Ministry of Magic... it would still be a small problem...

"What about the incident where the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic was cursed?" Borgin asked uncertainly.

"It seems that you are very well-informed." Mu En glanced at him: "What is the Ministry of Magic's explanation for this?"

Borgin already knew the answer, and then shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know either. I just heard that Scrimgeour is now targeting a group of ancient wizard families. He has launched an unprecedented search."

Immediately afterwards, he quickly changed the topic: "In the past two months, a lot of people wanted to contact me to sell the dark magic items hidden in my home.

But since I wasn't there, I don't know where they ended up. Anyway, it is a fact that there are a lot more dark magic items on the market these days.

I heard that guy Mundungs ​​also wanted to take the opportunity to get involved and resell dark magic items. He also borrowed a lot of money for start-up capital, but ended up breaking his hand on the first item he received. Got it! "

"Mundungus..."

Mu En immediately thought of that timid guy who loved to make small moves.

Regarding what happened to him, Mu En could only say... he deserved it.

More than twenty minutes later, as several people moved forward, they arrived at a dark forest.

Fog began to appear around them, the visible field of vision gradually decreased, and the surrounding humidity began to increase.

"Uncle Moon, where are we going?" Harry couldn't restrain his curiosity.

"I don't know either, but...Bogin suspects it's Avalon."

"Avalon?!" Harry was suddenly startled, and all kinds of knowledge he had seen in his mind continued to flow.

Avalon is the name of the Elysium in Welsh mythology.

It is also known as the "Blessed Island" or "God's Blessed Island". Legend has it that it is the afterlife and the place after death, a mysterious paradise in the other world, guarded by nine fairies who are good at magic.

"Does Avalon really exist?" Harry was shocked.

"No one knows, that's why we decided to go take a look." Moon smiled, not as surprised as Harry.

He was more curious about this.