The years of welding at Hogwarts

This is thanks to the invention of the Traceless Extension Charm.

The space inside this living room where several people sit is far greater than the surface area of ​​the house.

The living room is filled with all kinds of strange-shaped cat climbing frames.

Footholds firmly fixed on the wall by sticky spells can be seen everywhere, extending from the wall to the ceiling, forming a complete and complex cat parkour route.

All furniture surfaces are covered with different types of cat scratching posts made of various materials.

The legs of furniture such as sofas and tables are wrapped with thick hemp rope, making them suitable for cats to sharpen their claws or teeth.

Complementing this cat paradise is a house full of cats of various shapes and breeds.

On the floor, on the chair, under the table, in the cat bed, on the ceiling...

Almost all places that could accommodate a kitten were filled with cats.

This is definitely a paradise for the followers of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult.

When Noah and Gwen entered the house, all the cats turned their heads.

Those cats who were not interested in the stupid two-legged beasts just glanced at the two of them casually and then quickly looked away.

Some of the more lively cats, which were full of curiosity about humans, walked up with their eyes wide open and sniffed at the two strangers.

Then the meowing began.

Of course, the cat sounds here are not just made by cats.

“Wow, so many cats!”

Although Gwen was not a cat-lover who couldn't live without cats, when she saw this scene, she squatted down with a happy face and began to pet the cat like a gentleman.

Noah was a little overwhelmed when he was surrounded by cats.

The scene before him reminded him of the second movie of The Secret Life of Pets, in which the old lady who kept a house full of cats and drove a car wearing big black sunglasses when she went out at night looked very arrogant.

Uh......

It's really hard to imagine what that looked like.

Can you imagine Professor McGonagall wearing a pair of fashionable big black sunglasses like an old will-o'-the-wisp, driving an old-fashioned car with a shape that matches her age, and after going out, she steps on the accelerator to the bottom, driving on the street, and sitting in the car with her head swaying to the rhythm of the music?

The serious Professor McGonagall might not do such a thing.

But when it comes to Maggie Smith, it's hard to say.

Speaking of...

Noah suddenly thought of a very serious academic question.

About Transfiguration.

Professor McGonagall's Animagus form is a beautiful silver tabby cat.

Normally when Professor McGonagall is alone at home, does she live with these cats in her Animagus form?

what is this?

The Cat Emperor and his three thousand concubines?

I didn't expect that the always serious Professor McGonagall would have such a side to her.

The thought of Professor McGonagall squatting at the highest point of the house in the form of a tabby cat, with a dense group of cats below looking up at her with admiration as if they were on pilgrimage.

The faint smile on Noah's face turned into a funny smile that was about to freeze.

The atmosphere in the air suddenly seemed a little wrong.

Noah, sensing the murderous intent, looked up and met Professor McGonagall's gaze.

He tried hard to go over all the sad things in his life in his mind, and only then did he suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

Perhaps it was because her "imperial and decadent" private life had been seen through, the smile on Professor McGonagall's face revealed a bit of embarrassment, and there was also a hint of embarrassment.

Failed.

She shouldn't have invited this child into the house.

……

Perhaps because of the cats' rolling around, the atmosphere in the living room was not as stiff as when students usually visit their teachers.

Gwen was sitting on the sofa, holding a British shorthair cat in her left hand and stroking a Norwegian Forest Cat in her right hand. There were also several big fat cats hanging on her legs and shoulders, treating her as a human cushion.

Professor McGonagall looked at Gwen's well-behaved appearance, then looked at Noah who was sitting next to Gwen. The smile on her face suddenly took on some inexplicable meaning.

It's like a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law.

These two little guys look surprisingly good together when sitting together.

Even though Gwen is seven or eight years older than Noah, Noah looks much more mature than the young wizards of the same age.

So, judging from appearance alone, he was only slightly shorter than Gwen.

The two of them standing together, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, seemed like a match made in heaven.

But Professor McGonagall had completely misunderstood.

Noah brought Gwen to visit Professor McGonagall to ask her to teach Gwen magic, not to take his girlfriend home to show his parents what kind of girlfriend he had found.

……

"A special... Animagus?"

When Noah briefly mentioned to Professor McGonagall his intention to bring Gwen with him for the visit, Professor McGonagall looked at Gwen in front of her and did not quite understand what Noah said.

Isn't Animagus a transformation from a human into an animal?

Special? How special can it be?

But when Gwen clung to the ceiling like a giant humanoid spider, Professor McGonagall looked at Spider-Woman in front of her in confusion.

"When Gwen was a child, she was bitten by a special magical animal spider, and then she possessed some of the spider's abilities..."

Noah’s statement is actually not wrong. After all, Spider-Man mutated because of a spider bite.

The final conclusion is a bit ridiculous.

After all, it is not a magical animal native to the magical world, but a mutant spider that was artificially bred.

Professor McGonagall was very interested in people like Gwen.

"Child, can you transform into a spider?"

Fearing that Gwen would not understand what she meant, Professor McGonagall added, "I mean, a real spider."

"like this."

Under Gwen's incredulous gaze, Professor McGonagall's body collapsed rapidly, and all her bones and muscles were twisted and deformed.

In just a blink of an eye, Professor McGonagall transformed into a beautiful silver tabby cat with patterns around her eyes similar to her square glasses.

Then, she turned back into an older cat girl in front of the two of them.

Gwen kept her stunned expression on her face, and it took her a while to react, "This is so cool!"

After saying this, she realized that whether this transformation magic was cool or not was not the point.

She shook her head violently, "I can't transform like you."

Professor McGonagall took out her wand and looked at Gwen who was hanging upside down on the ceiling with burning eyes. "Do you mind if I examine your body?"

Deftly landing back on the ground, Gwen readily agreed, "As you wish, Professor."

Professor McGonagall's examination was naturally ineffective. It was just an excuse Noah made up so that Gwen could settle down in the wizarding world.

"This is indeed a very special ability..."

After a fruitless examination, Professor McGonagall retracted her wand, "Perhaps Newt Scamander can figure out the cause of this abnormality..."

"The author of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them? Newt Scamander?"

Noah naturally knew who Mr. Scamander was. "This is indeed a question that a magizoologist would be interested in."

But Professor McGonagall waved her hand, "But this is not what we should be concerned about, is it?"

She turned her gaze back to Gwen. "You have never received any magical education since you were a child, is that right?"

Gwen nodded and said nothing more.

Under Noah's seemingly deliberate misleading, Professor McGonagall regarded Gwen as a lucky Muggle who had inadvertently acquired some magical abilities.

Of course, it's also possible that it's a squid, but its magical ability was activated because of the spider.

Oh, yes, we have to add the prefix "orphan".

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.

When Noah talked about Gwen's miserable life of being an orphan, the older cat girl couldn't help but feel sympathetic.

She looked at Gwen with loving eyes, "You will stay here with me for a while. I will teach you how to master the power of magic."

"When Hogwarts officially opens next year, I will arrange for you to formally enroll in the school."

At this point, Professor McGonagall wanted to reach out and rub Gwen's soft golden hair, but when she thought that the other person was not a kid of eleven or twelve years old like Noah, she held back.

As she turned to prepare tea for the two of them, Gwen stared at Noah with great ferocity.

"You are the orphan! I have parents, okay!"

Even though they are not in this world...

Uh, is there something wrong with this statement?

Facing Gwen's death gaze, Noah shrugged nonchalantly, "I am indeed an orphan. I have been reincarnated three times, and I have been an orphan in every life."

Ah this...

His sudden sincerity confused Gwen, "I..."

After stuttering for a while, Gwen said weakly, "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

Noah's calm look made Gwen feel even more guilty.

Chapter 150 Nurmengard

Meanwhile, in Austria, Nurmengard Castle.

This is a towering castle standing between layers of snow-capped mountains. Its jet-black exterior is intimidating. Near the cliff, a tall tower independent of the castle stands alone.

A thick and tall wall surrounds this remote castle, and layers of protective magic on top block any outsiders who want to spy on the castle.

The rugged path leading from the wall to the main gate of the castle was lined with weeds, and gravel with traces of rain washing was scattered randomly on the road, indicating that no one had walked on this path for a long time.

Dumbledore appeared on this long-no-passing trail. He looked at the almost damaged main gate of the castle not far away, his eyes filled with complex memories.

On the door frame, which was carved from a single piece of heavy black stone, was engraved a line of Grindelwald's famous words:

"For the greater good."

After decades of erosion, this originally magnificent

The magnificent and majestic castle is no longer what it used to be.

Both the walls and the floor were covered with a thick layer of dust.

On the first floor of the castle close to the ground, some of the damper and darker corners are covered with a thick layer of moss. Fresh green moss and old yellow moss are intertwined, like an abstract painting with only two colors pasted on the wall.

The huge bronze carved chandeliers hanging in the corners near the ceiling and in the center of the entrance hall were covered with a thick layer of spider webs, which were covered with the dried corpses of various insects, as well as dust that had been accidentally absorbed and some small fragments that had fallen off the ceiling.

The luxurious wooden furniture in the hall had been gnawed by unknown termites, leaving pits and holes in it. The glass inlaid in the huge floor-to-ceiling windows had turned into unrecognizable debris.

It was also covered with a thick layer of dust, which became wet and dried up under the occasional rain between the mountains, and then became wet again...

Rain and dust mixed together to form a large black stain that clung to the ground very tenaciously.

Standing in the middle of the dilapidated hall, Dumbledore looked at the surrounding scene with a complicated expression.

Without stopping, Dumbledore walked up a spiral stone staircase in the entrance hall and soon arrived at the top floor of the outer tower of Nurmengard Castle.

He stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden door.

Before he could raise his hand to knock on the door, the half-closed wooden door automatically swung back and opened.

"Oh, what brings you here?"