Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat." Mu En nodded, walked to the desk and sat on a chair: "I recently noticed that there are bad people among the crowd."

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "Mo En, why did you suddenly say such a thing?"

"Because someone just wanted to invade my brain and check my memory." Mu En said seriously: "And this is the sign of a bad guy!"

Embarrassment flashed across Dumbledore's face, and he was a little surprised: "Legilimency is a very profound magic. No one in this school knows it except Professor Snape and me."

Moon glanced at him, and Dumbledore also noticed Moon's gaze, but his face still had the look of needing a beating.

"Professor Quirrell doesn't look like a serious teacher. Or maybe you haven't used Legilimency to detect him?" Mu En said.

"Generally speaking, I don't actually probe other people's minds at will." Dumbledore said.

Mu En could only laugh at this kind of rhetoric.

Whether it was the temptation of vault 713, inviting him to come to Hogwarts, or the words at the opening party, it all showed that Dumbledore was trying to do something.

Coupled with Professor Quirrell's anomaly...

Perhaps, a unique game has already begun in the school.

"But since you said so, I will pay attention." Dumbledore said something beautiful.

"Okay, it doesn't matter." Mu En waved his hand. Since the other party expressed confidence that everything was under control, what else could he say?

Even Flitwick noticed Quirrell's abnormality, and he didn't think Dumbledore didn't notice it.

During the discussion last weekend, he had talked about Professor Quirrell with Flitwick.

According to him, the former Quirrell was a very confident professor and not arrogant. After graduation, he saw a lot of Muggle things and then came to Hogwarts to teach Muggle Studies.

Anyone who knew him before would never associate the person he was with the person he is now.

Completely different people!

"I'm here to work anyway. Since the boss said it's no problem, it doesn't matter." Mu En nodded:

"By the way, I want to know about Occlumency. After all, you know, it's very tiring to stay with a group of people who know Legilimency every day. Is there any relevant information in the library?"

"You don't know Occlumency?"

Now it was Dumbledore's turn to be surprised: "Then how did you resist Legilimency before?"

Mu En waved his hand: "Another way, some applications of human body refining techniques."

"Refining the human body?!" Dumbledore became serious. He was also quite knowledgeable in alchemy, but Moon's words still surprised him.

"Hasn't the human body been abandoned after being refined?"

Since the rise of alchemy in ancient Greece, some people have been studying whether humans can be transformed into alchemical creations with unparalleled power.

Unfortunately, this category is just a hypothesis after all. After all, people are not artifacts. Refining the human body seemed too whimsical at the time, and the development and research methods were too cruel.

Therefore, this path was quickly abandoned by the ancient alchemists, who instead devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the development of alchemy.

Mu En said nonchalantly: "Perhaps at a certain forgotten historical node, this subject produced some results, but they were buried by the torrent of time, and then I was lucky enough to get them."

Dumbledore suddenly realized that at his age, he no longer wanted to have an in-depth discussion, and instead said: "I think Flamel would be happy to discuss alchemy with you."

Moon's eyes focused on the strange silverware on Dumbledore's table. Each of them seemed to be a small life, spinning and spitting out small puffs of smoke.

"I also want to learn from the most famous alchemist in history." Mu En said: "I am very curious about the so-called magical book of alchemy."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to a huge mirror on the side and asked curiously: "By the way, what is this?"

"This is the Mirror of Erised, do you want to try it?"

There was a hint of encouragement in Dumbledore's tone, as if he wanted Moon to take a look in the mirror.

Mu En stood up and walked to the mirror. This mirror was very high, two meters upward, with a gorgeous golden frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet at the bottom.

There was also a line of words engraved on the top of it. After taking a look at it, Mu En found that the specific content had to be read backwards to make it clear.

"What I show is not your face, but the deepest desire in your heart!"

He looked at the mirror with great interest, and was also very curious in his heart about how magical this mirror was and how capable it was of analyzing people's hearts.

Then I saw a thick fog appear on the mirror and began to flow continuously.

Mu En also gradually began to look forward to it.

The thick fog keeps swirling...flowing...

After a while, he looked at Dumbledore awkwardly: "Is this thing broken? Why doesn't it show anything?"

Dumbledore was a little surprised. He had just taken this thing out not long ago. Before that, it had been idle in the Room of Requirement for many years. Was it really broken?

He stood up in confusion and came to the mirror. After looking at it for a while, he turned to look at Mu En with even more confusion.

"Everything is fine, there is nothing wrong with the mirror."

Mu En clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Then it seems that I am broken. Well, this is not surprising. Let's get back to the topic, Occlumency."

"On the seventh floor of the third cabinet in the restricted book area, there is a book called "Memory and Soul"." Dumbledore said: "But generally speaking, learning Occlumency still requires some external stimulation."

"Legilimency? It doesn't matter. I'm just using it as a reference. I don't have to practice it."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, obviously not caring about Moon's decision, but asked curiously: "How do you feel? During this time at school."

"Very good." Mu En nodded.

This is really not a lie, especially after going to the tavern with Flitwick last time, he seemed to have found some feelings... some so-called sense of life.

In the beginning, he did accept Flitwick's invitation with the intention of discussing magic. After all, Mu En did feel that they had a pleasant conversation during the afternoon tea on Friday.

So on Saturday night, he thought that would be the case.

Until Hagrid's arrival, various drinking games and interesting gossips took turns. Even though his modified body was not affected by alcohol and remained sober, it still couldn't stop Hagrid's carefree enthusiasm.

"That's good." Dumbledore smiled, looking at the owl flying from the sky, his deep blue eyes thoughtful.

"By the way, if you still have something to ask me for in the future, you can ask the magic painting below as you did before. After all, I am an old man, so I can't help but scare you like this."

"Okay." Mu En nodded casually, but didn't really care.

In fact, he was just too lazy to wait, and did so on purpose.

Definitely next time.