Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Chapter 184 "Are you qualified?" "Try?!" (Page 12)

As the sunlight fell into the room, Nagini turned her eyes away from the photo frame.

"Who is Mr. Albus Dumbledore?" she whispered, her lips purple and her face pale, like a little flower on the roadside.

It's in full bloom.

But even the wind brought by pedestrians could make her fall apart.

"I am." Dumbledore stepped forward from Moon's side.

The whole room became brighter.

It's not a description, it's a physical sense. This makes the sunshine a little dim, but it makes the room more alive.

Nagini asked with respect: "Professor, thank you, are you still teaching at Hogwarts? Who is this?"

"Aberforth, you have met before." Dumbledore smiled gently.

"Nice to meet you." Aberforth nodded, thoughts flowing in his eyes.

"Ah..." Nagini let out a long sigh with mixed emotions.

"Is there any problem?" Albus asked concerned.

"No...I just..." Nagini hesitated: "I'm very confused..."

After saying that, she turned her gaze to Mu En, with sadness in her eyes: "This is the same as me -"

"No, not at all!" Mu En interrupted her sharply.

"Okay." Nagini chuckled.

"Your mood is a bit strange." Mu En said instead: "It's like a ball of yarn tangled together."

"How...how should I put it?" Nagini shook her head helplessly: "It's like looking at other people's stories, and then trying to accept that the protagonist of the story is herself."

"Memory...you don't have deep enough emotions about those things in the past, do you?"

After hearing this, Dumbledore and Aberforth also became serious.

"I'm trying." Nagini explained:

"I'm trying to accept the emotion and I'm happy with the result.

But this intentional move gave me a sense of separation. Especially when I stare at that photo and look back on the past.

For example, when I first thought about a conversation with him on the rooftop, I just felt it was boring. But as soon as my thoughts changed, I felt that I should laugh and laugh at that scene.

Not from the bottom of my heart, but 'I' should do it. "

"It's like putting on a mask, no matter how perfect it is, no matter how empathic it is, no matter how much you have the same voice, face, and smile - you are not her after all, right?"

"Yeah...masks, that's a great way to put it."

"This..." Aberforth took a step back in disbelief: "You...you're not Nagini?!"

"I am and am not." Nagini said: "I also hope that I am... Maybe in a few days, I can be 'me'. But it will take some time, I don't have that emotion yet.

For example, the hatred I had in the past now seems to me like someone stepped on me.

The once strong emotions were just like the little touches that occurred when two passers-by who admired each other glanced at each other. "

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The atmosphere on the second floor was a bit heavy, like the leaden gray cloud that couldn't be resolved a few days ago.

The room that was brighter just now became darker again.

"Haha." Dumbledore laughed: "It's been sixty years, almost sixty years. It's so happy to see you talking like this in front of me again."

Nagini also smiled. Looking back on her memories, she already knew that "she" would not be able to talk in front of Dumbledore.

There was a chasm-like gap between her and the professor. She was extremely lucky to be able to look up to him and see him intervene in world affairs.

"So...what do you want to do after you wake up again?" Dumbledore asked, and at the same time he stepped forward and opened the cage door.

The girl carefully walked out of the cage.

"The world has changed a lot." Dumbledore smiled.

"Yes...yes." Nagini agreed, then lowered his head solemnly: "Thank you, Professor...Thank you for letting me return to this world again."

Obviously, at this time, she had covered up the feeling of separation, put on a mask, and played the role she should play.

"Not just me, but also Moon Jones." Dumbledore introduced: "His contribution is not a little greater than mine.

I thought I didn't need to introduce him, but since you asked the question just now, I guess you don't remember him. It seems that I am not doing my best when it comes to memory! "

"My memory today and sixty years ago are all blank. No, it should be said...very vague. I'm really sorry, this may be my problem!" Nagini expressed her apology sincerely.

"Thank you very much." She bowed solemnly.

"No need." Mu En shook his head, his tone waning.

"Well, look at the world." Dumbledore laughed.

"No!" Nagini shook her head: "Professor, I want to see Credence's grave."

"Oh, this." Dumbledore raised his head: "Well, you may have to ask his father, who is Aberforth."

"His father..."

Nagini originally thought he would spend the rest of his life under Dumbledore's care...but...he found his own family, and he was smiling happily in the photo.

enough.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see him." Aberforth forced a smile and said, "By the way, let's take a look at this era."

He didn't want to hand over to her the missive letters left by Aurelius yet.

She is not Nagini enough now.

Is this self-deception?

Aberforth didn't know either.

Soon, under the leadership of Aberforth, Nagini disappeared into the Pig's Head Bar.

On the second floor, there was silence.

"Failed..." Mu En said.

"Succeeded." Dumbledore smiled.

"She's not Nagini, not now, and she won't be like her again in the future," Mu En said lightly.

"She inherited everything from Nagini. She is Nagini. She just needs some time to find her 'self'." Dumbledore expressed his opinion.

Obviously, this did not convince Mu En.

Then Dumbledore looked at the surrounding houses.

“I still remember that when I was very young, my family was severely destroyed due to a curse accident.

As a last resort, under the leadership of my father, we began to rebuild our home.

Not long after, a brand new home was built on the same site.

Brand new furniture, completely different decor.

Yes, at that time I thought it was a new home.

But after I gradually became familiar with the layout there, when I became familiar with where the dishes were placed, and where my mother would hang her clothes..."

After saying that, Dumbledore turned his head, his eyes burning.

"Yes, that's home!"

After saying that, he smiled.

"Mo En, that's Nagini.

Ship of Theseus, things are new and hearts are old.