Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Hedlund knew everything that happened in the school. After the news about Sirius spread throughout the streets, combined with the rumors about what happened to Harry, he quickly came up with such an unbelievable answer. .

All the conditions matched, no matter how unbelievable it was, he could only accept it as the correct answer.

He didn't care about Azkaban being hijacked, or what their intentions were in taking away this heinous criminal.

All he was thinking was, Harry, what did you learn?

It allows you to break out of this prestigious prison.

Soon, terrain extraction began, wind and snow fell from the sky, making their clothes rustle, and the cold quickly swept through the two of them.

Then, the countdown ends.

"Expelliarmus—"

Harry chose the simplest and most direct spell, and the red spell lightning flew straight towards him.

Hedlund used a simple shield of armor to deflect it, and at the same time responded with a collapse of the house.

A thunderous explosion sounded, covering the sky and earth in white.

"Isn't this too much?" Someone looked at the curse. The explosion range it caused directly occupied more than half of the arena where Harry was.

Some people were shocked by the strength displayed by the seventh-grade number one. They stood up and stared in disbelief with their eyes wide open.

"Veravito—get bigger quickly—"

A huge white body on the field suddenly attacked Hedlund.

It was a huge white snake that looked as big and fast as the Hogwarts Express.

At the same time, chains pierced out from the snow-white ground like sharp swords, directly entangling Hedlund.

Hedlund calmly looked at the silver chains wrapped around him. In this snow-white world, they were very inconspicuous, making him unable to react for a moment.

But that's no big deal.

Seeing the huge white snake attacking towards him, he raised his palm and recited the magic spell slowly and slowly.

"Veravito—"

Like a silent explosion, the entire snake turned into snowflakes in an instant and flew behind him again.

Then, in the thick snowflakes, he suddenly saw a strange trajectory.

I didn't have time to think about what it was, I blocked it with my hand, and the Iron Armor Curse appeared directly.

clang--

The sound of symphony of gold and iron suddenly appeared.

Hedlund licked his lips and murmured.

"Finally, some unconventional means!"

"Urgent, go first——"

Then, he saw a shuttle invisible to the naked eye suspended in mid-air, with a cold light flashing at its tip.

"Thoughts affect reality? Or is it air transformation?"

Then he looked at Harry, who was slowly emerging from the collapsed ground, and said, "Since you can already use transformation to create steel cables and tie me up at this speed, why don't you directly choose the ground stab to attack me?"

As he spoke, he gently brushed the chains on his body, and the steel ropes turned into flying butterflies flying around him.

"It's not necessary." Harry shook his head: "And I still can't transform dead objects through the air, and then give them such strong power."

Hedlund nodded, then raised his wand.

The flying butterflies behind him gradually twisted and turned into flying knives.

"Thousands of bullets fired——"

Then, just as Harry was moving around, powerful spells fell all around him.

Their purpose was not to attack Harry, but to force him to stay where he was.

"There are many obstacles -" Harry had no choice but to directly aim at the densely packed flying knives.

Suddenly, half of the flying knives lost power under his spell and fell into the snow in a parabola.

Then, Harry advanced instead of retreating. He moved his hand horizontally and the Iron Armor Curse appeared.

The endless symphony of gold and iron sounded in my ears.

At the same time, he waved his magic wand.

The two exchanged spells very quickly, and explosions were heard. Harry suddenly discovered that Hedlund was extremely skilled in various dueling spells and transformation techniques.

In terms of defense, Harry understood better that the armor spell the opponent had displayed before was completely ordinary.

What he is really good at is the terminating spell that directly and forcibly interrupts the opponent's spell.

As the magic spells continued to be exchanged, the two men were getting closer and closer, each wanting to seize the other's weakness first and then knock it down.

For a moment, the two were no more than ten feet apart.

"I have one more question." Hedlund suddenly whispered, avoiding his words being amplified by the arena.

"Go ahead." Harry nodded, not thinking that Hedlund was deliberately trying to expose him.

This is trust in him as a person.

"Dumbledore said that Voldemort is not dead and will come back sooner or later. Is it true?!" He quickly asked the question and then explained:

"Since Mr. Dumbledore and Professor Jones can tolerate you going to Azkaban, you must know more information that only their level can know."

"It's true." Harry nodded, his tone similar to their previous chat in the lounge.

"I thought you were going to call him You-Know-Who!"

"I'm not unbearable, and I'm not one of those guys who follow what others say." Hedlund said calmly. Although the words he used were derogatory, his tone and expression showed that this was just what he should be doing.

"I think so too." Harry nodded: "We in the younger generation have never experienced that era at all. I can't understand where those fears about this name come from."

"They are just idiots who follow what others say." Hedlund said: "This is the reason why I hate the Muggle wizards in school. In the first eleven years of their lives, they have never even heard of this name.

And as soon as you enter this school, it feels like something is branded on your head! "

"I thought you were."

"Just chatting." Hedlund smiled and threw out a secret spell, which was bounced back by Harry.

"Anyway, Granger is the only smart person I've ever met.

As for the rest? They even kept silent about matters in their own Muggle world, feeling that it was something unspeakable. "

Afterwards, Hedlund stopped saying this and looked at Harry.

"In short, Slytherin will be yours from now on."

"Why do you say that?!" Harry didn't react.

"You still don't understand." Hedlund shook his head.

"Humans are strong, and Slytherin even more so!"

Harry stared at the man in front of him and suddenly saw a fact that he had never realized before!

He had never seen Hedlund instructing others or participating in any struggle.

He was just doing his own thing, conquering his studies, going to and from the library, classroom, and lounge, and occasionally chatting with acquaintances in the lounge.

He does not hold any office in the school, and everything he does is basically the same as an ordinary student.

The only difference is that his grades are good enough and he is strong enough!

Then relying on this, he became the uncrowned king of Slytherin.

To put it bluntly, in Slytherin, his words are much more effective than the prefects, student council, etc.

"Looking beyond me, your current strength is at the pinnacle of Slytherin!

After I leave, Slytherin's eyes will be on you. I know you may not like this academy, or you may just want to be an outsider.

However, from the first day you were assigned to this college, this identity has been firmly established.

Therefore, some of your actions in the future will affect Slytherin! "

"I don't understand." Harry said simply.

"Look at the first and second years of Slytherin now, and you will understand." Hedlund said no more, and the curse struck again.

Harry took a deep breath and flipped the spell back. Then without any hesitation, he raised his left hand high and cast the simple and skillful household spell "Whirlwind Sweep" silently and without a wand.

Heavy snow suddenly obscured the view.

"Fire - blazing -"

This spell was not suitable to be cast in this environment, so Harry had been waiting for an opportunity.

A sufficient distance!

The flames ignited and expanded in the blink of an eye, turning into a red dragon and charging towards Hedlund.

"All curses will end——"

"Separation of left and right——"

The red dragon split into two, escaping the terminating curse by crossing each other, and continued its attack towards Hedlund.

As for the price, Harry used his hands to cast the Separation Charm, and the door opened wide.

The impact of the lightning spell ability directly knocked it away!

However, it is just impact.

The fire dragon was like two meteorites falling together, hitting the place where Hedlund was.

Make a brilliant explosion.

After a moment, doubt crossed his brow.

"This isn't right!"

However, Hedlund did not come out of it until the aftermath of the explosion completely dissipated.

"What's happening here?!"

When the smoke and dust fell, Hedlund sat there in ragged clothes and with a charred face, shaking his head at Jordan.

"Lee, finish it."

Jordan took a deep breath and swallowed.

"Are you sure? Let me see you now"

"I have a splitting headache now, and I no longer have the ability to control the wand." Hedlund said calmly.

Jordan looked at Harry in disbelief, then raised his hands high.

"Harry Potter wins!!"

The whole place erupted into a tsunami-like roar, which was even noisier than the day the exam was over.

Harry walked up to Hedlund in disbelief and held out his hand.

Hedlund grabbed Harry's hand and stood up from the field.

"You still have strength," Harry said simply.

"This is not something a Slytherin would do. Your image may collapse."

"Have you considered the image?" Hedlund raised the corner of his mouth: "I thought you were not old enough to understand these things."

"I learned something from Draco."

These words surprised Hedlund even more: "You are one of the few people who can admit that he can learn something from his friends and peers.

If other people had your current strength, their noses would be turned up to the sky. "

Harry smiled and heard Hedlund's words again.

"As for Draco, he does understand these things beyond his years.

He was the only child in the Malfoy family. His father had taken him to various banquets and fame fairs since he was a child, and he was obviously deliberately cultivating him.

Don't let your family be controlled by a stupid second generation ancestor in the future! This awareness and concept alone surpasses many families in the magic world. "

This was also the reason why Lucius was so resistant to Draco's contact with Harry.

Of course, Hedlund didn't say this.

"So your plan is to surrender even if you win in the end? For the sake of my image."

"I hope this idea won't seem too arrogant." Harry smiled sheepishly: "I just think your student days should end more perfectly."

"Winning? It is indeed possible." Hedlund said: "I have never underestimated you, friend. As for the so-called perfect ending of the student days? No need, I am going out. From now on, this place will stay in memories. The place in the middle is the place in the heart.

Therefore, doing what you want to do in your heart is called perfection! "

"What do you want to do?!" Harry was a little confused.

Hedlund nodded, then looked towards the castle, and then quickly looked back, with some memories in his eyes.

"Do you remember what you said when you first came to Hogwarts and Slytherin?"

Harry thought about it for a moment, then remembered.

"Are you going to destroy Slytherin?

A better one will be built upon the ruins! "

Thinking about it, he also grinned in embarrassment.

"Go ahead, now you are the most dazzling person in Slytherin." Hedlund patted him on the shoulder.

"Go rebuild your Slytherin."

"Some things, if you don't grab them, belong to others! Other colleges may be fine.

Except here, except for Voldemort who is about to return.

This is what Slytherin needs to get -'resources'! "

Harry froze on the spot. He raised his head and looked over Hedlund's back towards the audience.

There was much cheering and much exclamation.

But only silence exists in Slytherin.

Hedlund was an era for Slytherin, especially the senior Slytherins.

In fact, he was Harry's last face when he was making a big fuss in the lounge.

"What if he hits us again? Hedlund hasn't taken action yet!"

This was the truest thought of the Slytherins at that time.

Can not accept--

"A little applause, friends," Hedlund chuckled.

Then, applause gradually broke out.

Gradually, it becomes more and more intense!

"I...what do I...do now?"

Harry was confused for a moment.

"What are you thinking, my friend, why are you so embarrassed?" Hedlund laughed and rubbed Harry's head.

He said like an elder brother: "I didn't let you be the leader of the evil organization. You don't need to respond, let alone make too many changes yourself!"

As he spoke, his tone became a little more serious: "As long as you understand, from today onwards——

Those who are older than you will value you and respect you; those who are the same age as you will envy you and follow you; those who are younger than you will admire you and imitate you!

After understanding this, you will naturally know what to do. "

Harry nodded, then looked at the Slytherins in the audience.

He really didn't need to respond.

He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Behind him, there was endless applause.