Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Draco froze, his eyes fixed on the figure under the moonlight, completely unaware of the person next to him.

Gently, a big hand put his shoulder.

"Malfoy, what are you doing here?"

Behind Draco, a cat face emerged from the shadows, like the Cheshire Cat grinning horribly in Alice in Wonderland.

His body immediately shook like chaff, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead involuntarily.

At the same time, after the wailing of the troll subsided, the sound of some rapid footsteps became so clear.

A moment later, Professor McGonagall appeared from the other side of the corridor first, followed closely by Filch, and Dumbledore, who was walking slowly.

"What the hell are you doing!" Professor McGonagall yelled, her voice filled with cold anger. There was unconcealable worry in his eyes.

"Why don't you just stay in the lounge!"

Seeing Professor McGonagall's angry look, Draco couldn't help but feel lucky that Professor McGonagall hadn't noticed him yet.

However, the next moment, this happiness disappeared.

Snape walked over from this side of the corridor and saw him and Mu En at a glance.

"It seems there are more than one or two unruly guys." His tone was lifeless.

Mu En's nose twitched and she smelled the smell of blood on him. It's not like the smell of troll blood, but human.

He still has some experience in this area and doesn't think he heard it wrong.

"Jones, I think you can leave him to me." Snape said calmly.

"Of course." Moon gave Draco to Snape, and then the group walked towards the crowd.

Over there, Professor McGonagall had just figured out why Harry and Hermione were there, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them appear again.

Snape nodded imperceptibly to Dumbledore, indicating that everything was okay.

"Oh, it seems that more happened tonight than we thought." Dumbledore smiled gently, and with a flash of his wand, he cleaned up the blood on Harry.

"Tell me, Mr. Malfoy, why are you here?" Dumbledore looked at Draco.

"I want to remind Harry." Draco shrugged. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, so his expression was as calm as possible.

"I saw him walking out of the auditorium. He didn't know anything about the trolls in the first place, so I came to see him."

After hearing this, the faces of the teachers present became a little better.

"Praiseworthy behavior. Three points from Slytherin for your courage." Professor McGonagall nodded. She never favored anyone from any academy.

Draco didn't know what expression to use in response to this extra point. He let out two heavy breaths with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Okay, I think you should go to the infirmary and have a look. Miss Granger seems to have sprained her ankle. Potter, I think we should also go for a check-up. If nothing happens, you can go back to rest. Let’s enjoy Halloween dinner in the room.”

"I'll take them there." Mu En stood up and said.

Professor McGonagall nodded: "That's just right. I think I have to go to the lounge quickly to see if there are any children running around outside."

As she said this, she smiled at the children and turned to leave.

After Professor McGonagall left, Snape followed closely, taking Draco away.

Just when Mu En was about to leave with the two children, Dumbledore suddenly turned around: "Mu En."

"Is there anything else?" Mu En turned around.

"I don't know if I have time for a while. I'll wait for you on the fourth floor."

Mu En looked at his face that hid everything, was silent for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay."

On the way to the infirmary, both children were pale, silent, and their hair was disheveled.

"What are you thinking about?" Mu En asked.

In fact, he could probably guess what Harry was thinking. To be honest, it was normal to have such thoughts, after all, that guy looked so much like a human.

When his head was cut off, his abdominal cavity was opened, and the smelly and warm blood rushed to his face, no child could remain calm.

It can be compared to a monkey being killed and dismembered. Although it is not a human being, it is too similar and has a very strong impact on people.

"I... don't know." Harry hesitated and looked at his hands. Dumbledore's cleaning spell removed most of the blood from his body very well, much better than his own. After all, he tried, but it had no effect, and the troll's blood magic resistance was also very high.

But even after cleaning it up, he still felt that his hands were stained with blood.

"We...killed a life." Hermione said. She was also in a very bad state. Her lame foot seemed completely out of place compared to the distracting thoughts in her mind.

"I'm sorry, everyone has some blood on their hands, that's always the case. At this moment, I can't think of any rhetoric that can help you bypass this barrier in your heart.

But perhaps, you have successfully protected yourselves and each other's lives, and it is ten thousand times better to be stained with the blood of your enemies than to be stained with the blood of your relatives and friends. "Mu En had no choice but to say.

When they arrived at the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey said that nothing was wrong, but she still strictly demanded that Hermione stay here for one night.

"Okay, I have to leave. By the way, this is for you." Moon handed a clover badge to Hermione.

"Mr. Jones, I can't have it." Hermione didn't know why Moon would give her something for no reason.

"I promised Chris to take good care of you, but I still didn't do it. I really feel guilty." Mu En said.

"No, I just sprained my foot..."

"Maybe if you accept it, I won't feel guilty." Mu En smiled.

"Uh... Okay, thank you." Hermione had no choice but to take the green amulet.

"Then I'll leave first." Mu En turned around and said, then looked at Quirrell on the other side. Even though he was lying on the hospital bed, he didn't take off the purple scarf on his head. I really don't know how Madam Pomfrey allowed it...

"You don't seem to be that willing to go back." Harry said after Moon left.

Hermione was stunned, then nodded slightly, her voice a little low: "I don't get along so well with my classmates."

"Is it because of me?" Harry suddenly said, "Because you are friends with Slytherin."

"No, it's not." Hermione said quickly, but she couldn't deceive Harry. She was not an old man like Snape or Dumbledore who was very good at hiding.

At this moment, there were other sounds outside the infirmary.

"Just for a moment, okay? Please."

"Okay, only five minutes." Madam Pomfrey said helplessly.

After a while, a man with red hair and a freckled face appeared with his head peeking out. Harry recognized immediately that this was Ron Weasley. Brother of Fred and George.

He was holding some food in his hands and looked embarrassed. He looked at Hermione: "Professor McGonagall said you were injured..."

"No, it's just some insignificant injuries." Hermione said, "What are you doing here?"

"I think I'm apologizing." Ron was serious and embarrassed: "I'm sorry, if I didn't say it in Charms class. I... I really went too far. You obviously just wanted to teach me... I'm really sorry. Especially. It was after Professor McGonagall said you were injured..."

"You're right." Hermione interrupted him and said seriously:

"I do have a problem, and I also intend to correct my bad habit of pointing. As for apologizing, you don't have to care too much."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and took out the food in his hand: "I brought some mango pudding, you haven't eaten yet."

Hermione looked embarrassed: "No, thank you for your kindness, but I don't eat mangoes. I'm allergic to mangoes."

"Okay." The expression on Ron's face became even more embarrassing, and he had to leave quickly and dejectedly.

Hermione looked at Harry and said loudly: "So...it's just that I had some conflicts with my classmates. It has nothing to do with who I make friends with. I don't care what they say about them, and they can't care either!!"