The Start of School

When Harry emerged from the washroom, Dudley, as expected, immediately burst into booming laughter.

"Good heavens, Mother, come quickly and look at Harry's state!" Dudley pointed at Harry's head, his mockery undisguised.

Petunia couldn't help but chuckle. Standing beside Dudley, she helped him dress. "Alright, don't get too excited, darling. Lift your left hand."

Harry touched the scar on his forehead and said calmly, "There's nothing funny about this, Dudley. If there's one thing that's funny, it's having Mother help you get dressed."

Hearing this, Dudley's face immediately flushed red, and he was about to teach Harry a lesson right then and there.

"Enough, stop fooling around!" Vernon's voice rang out, interrupting Dudley's movement. "Get in the car quickly, we still need to get to school."

Harry tidied his clothes and then walked outside, following Uncle Vernon.

Behind them, Petunia had just picked up Dudley's shoe, intending to help him put it on, but Dudley snatched it away, wanting to put it on himself. At the same time, his eyes didn't forget to glare fiercely at Harry's retreating back.

Petunia showed no reaction to Dudley's rude and even disrespectful behavior. On the contrary, she felt her precious darling had grown up and could now put on his own shoes, her face filled with relief.

Outside the house, as soon as they rounded the corner, Vernon grabbed Harry by the collar and slammed him against the car. He placed his hands on the car roof and glared at Harry fiercely.

"Listen, I don't know how much you've learned from that fellow, but you know the rules of the Dursley household. Don't cause trouble for me at school!"

Harry looked at Vernon, neither subservient nor overbearing. "As long as Dudley doesn't do anything out of line, I naturally won't either."

Harry already knew about the divide between the Muggle world and the Wizarding world, and to some extent, he understood some of the articles in the Ministry of Magic's Wizarding Secrecy Act.

He knew that casting magic in plain sight of Muggles had a chance of attracting the attention of the Ministry of Magic.

And Uncle Mu En and the Ministry of Magic weren't easy to deal with. He had known this since the first time he met Uncle Mu En.

Rather than caring about how the Dursleys felt, he was more concerned about not causing trouble for Uncle Mu En.

But this didn't mean he would do nothing.

For example, he could feign an attitude of being able to cast magic at will, which might make the Dursleys a little wary.

This could make his future days a little easier.

Hearing Harry's words, Vernon felt as if something was stuck in his throat, his face turning red with anger.

He slammed his hand on the car roof and growled, "Get in the car."

With that, he unceremoniously shoved Harry into the car and closed the door.

Then, through the car door, he called out to Dudley, giving him instructions.

Before he could finish speaking, Harry heard Dudley's roar through the car door: "Why?! He was the one bullying me!"

As he spoke, his eyes began to water. Harry was all too familiar with this scene. Dudley hadn't cried in years; he was a complete little tyrant. Who could make him cry?

However, as long as he could squeeze out a few tears in front of the Dursleys, even the most unreasonable requests would be instantly granted.

Yet, this time, that trick might be in vain. Petunia patted Dudley's little head to comfort him, as if her precious darling had suffered an immense injustice by not being allowed to bully Harry.

Vernon was also heartbroken, but he still tried to console him. "Dudley, we need to be more forgiving. Like a towering superhero, they always show leniency towards those wicked villains, don't they?"

Saying that, Uncle Vernon pulled out his wallet from his pocket and took out ten pounds. "And this is our reward for the superhero."

Harry could guarantee that under the cover of Dudley wiping his tears with his arm, he saw a smile.

"Alright, Dad. I promise."

"That's our precious boy," Vernon said with satisfaction, placing his hand on Dudley's shoulder and helping him into the car.

As soon as he climbed into the car, Dudley waved the money in his hand at Harry and smiled triumphantly at him.

Harry turned his head away, not caring.

At least Dudley wouldn't bother him for a while.

However, that "while" turned out to be much shorter than Harry expected...

Meanwhile, Mu En stood outside Moonlight Castle, stretching lazily and looking at the scenery below the cliff.

The scenery here was indeed beautiful, but after looking for so long, he couldn't help but feel a little tired of it.

Entering the house, he immediately poked Lucifer with a fire poker.

"Mmm... Huh? What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Stop sleeping, let's go!!" Mu En said.

Lucifer suddenly burst into flames, his spirits greatly lifted. "Go where?! I suggest we head north into the sea, then raid our way through, preferably recruiting some sailors to handle the menial tasks, and then..."

"Stop right there!" Mu En interrupted Lucifer's rambling, looking at him helplessly. "Piracy is outdated! Besides, we're not raiding, we're just changing locations, traveling, understand?"

Lucifer felt bored and crossed his arms, looking down on Mu En. "Boring!"

After speaking, he picked up a map beside him. "Then where do you suggest we go?"

"Let's head south along the Scandinavian Mountains."

Lucifer looked at the map. "That's... Norway!!"

Norway...

Mu En suddenly thought of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

Norway, in magical history, held a rather significant position.

He flipped through his memories, finding a wizarding village located in the Norwegian region from a book he had read earlier. He then took Lucifer's fireproof map and marked the location.

"Let's head there first."

"Okay." Lucifer nodded, then his body suddenly grew, and flames coursed through numerous pipes, permeating the entire castle.

On the cliff, in the quiet forest, the sound of roaring steam suddenly erupted, startling a flock of birds.

Hiss—

A large plume of white smoke spewed from the pipes at the top of the castle. The entire castle began to shake slowly, and then several small mechanical claws propped up the whole structure.

Moonlight Castle, which had been stationary for nearly two months, set off again!

Mu En flew out of the castle and hovered high in the air, gently raising his palm and aiming it at the castle.

There were several spells that seemed to be applicable to the castle.

As his fingertips danced, one spell after another was gradually cast upon the castle.

"Silencio—Evanesco—Muggle Repelling Charm—Salvio Hexia—"

A faint blue film gradually covered the castle, and soon, the entire castle made no sound and became difficult to observe or notice.

Mu En was somewhat surprised, "So many spells released simultaneously, and they don't conflict at all.

The formation of spells is driven by desire, which guides the world's laws, and autonomously fills along the pathways outlined by incantations and gestures.

Without external interference, the integration of these spells is as natural as the perfectly formed internal organs within the human body.

There's no need for the caster to consciously think about how to modify or adjust these different spells."

Shaping the bones and meridians, and then letting them grow naturally…

This approach to spellcasting made it difficult not to feel curious.

"Stop it!!" Lucifer's voice seemed to echo in Mu En's ears.

"Stop your greed for magic; you might as well go to sleep!!"

Mu En stroked his beard and returned to the castle with a helpless wry smile.