Maybe it's because he's too busy with schoolwork, or maybe it's because Harry has set himself too much on his coursework. Anyway, when Harry suddenly felt like he could change into a thicker coat one morning, he realized that he had been at Hogwarts for almost two months.

The weather was starting to cool down, and thinking about it, he took off his coat, which was a little bloated with the wizard's robes, so he decided to put on a high-necked undershirt.

When he came to the lounge, he was just about to go out, just as the familiar voice of password came from outside.

"Purebred!"

The door to the break room opened, and Draco and two sweaty little fat men walked in, gasping heavily, spitting white mist into the somewhat cold break room.

Draco saw Harry, "You're going out?" ”

He took Crabbe and Goyle for a morning exercise.

Draco found that he couldn't get up as early as Harry on the weekend, otherwise what was the point of the weekend? It's a terrible thing!

So on every day off, he would wake up a little late, and only then would he pull Crabbe and Goyle out of bed and go with him to exercise.

Harry nodded, "I have some questions, I'll have to go to the reading room." ”

"Okay." Draco walked in, he had to hurry to take a shower and change his clothes, otherwise he would be slimy.

Harry walked out of the common room and wandered alone through the dark corridors, greeting each other with the occasional Slytherin encounter.

Since the last battle, his life has been much calmer.

Of course, there must be someone who doesn't like him and wants to trouble him, but for some reason, some of the other senior classmates diverted the conflict, and a scuffle broke out in the circle above the fifth grade.

At the same time, Harry also had some contact with them, and sometimes he would not hesitate to give some help, or chat with him when he was fine, and ask him some questions curiously.

And there was one problem that stumped him.

"What do you want to do in the future? Into the Ministry of Magic? Or be an Auror. The sixth-grade senior asked.

It has to be said that perhaps due to family reasons, Slytherin students generally plan their graduation much earlier than those of other colleges.

This is one of Slytherin's few outstanding strengths.

Harry thought about it for a long time, but didn't give an answer.

He wanted to be a great wizard, but he didn't think it should be the answer.

Just like the goal of most people is to make money, but making money is not a dream, the essence of making a lot of money is to hope to use money to pay for a better life, buy a top-notch broom, travel around the world, and so on.

It couldn't be that he really loved those Galleons, just looking at the little gold-containing copper pieces in the vault and feeling that he had achieved his dream.

Well, while those things are really satisfying, they are by no means dreams in themselves.

So he wanted to ask Uncle Muen for help.

It only now occurred to him that he should have thought about this question a year ago—that afternoon.

"If you don't even think about life, do you have to start thinking until you are eleven years old?"

Harry, Harry, Uncle Muen reminded you a year ago, but you thought it was just a joke!

All the way to the fifth floor, he quickly walked into Uncle Muen's office.

It's still melodious piano music, but the office has already changed. The sound of rustling continued to sound in the office, and the space of the whole office expanded a little, several long tables were arranged in a row, and many young wizards were reading books here.

This is what Harry calls the reading room.

It was much more relaxed than in the quiet of the library, and the students found that the cat head teacher was very calm, didn't mind their whispering, and there was soothing music.

It's a haven for relaxing reading.

When they're upset, or can't find something to do, they don't mind picking up a collection of jokes, a collection of contradictory songs, or an uncut copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales.

The two Grimm brothers always like to tell ordinary people about the wizarding world, which caused a riot in the Ministry of Magic back then.

Now the fairy tales of Grimm in the ordinary world have been cut by wizards.

And when the children always see "Puss in Boots", they look at Mu En with association...

After listening to Harry's question, Muen couldn't help but put his hand on his scarf.

"I never thought you'd ask that."

Harry's face was embarrassed, and he said with some uncertainty, "Is it too easy?" ”

"It's not." Mu En shook his head: "This question is much more difficult than magic or something, and there are many people who have spent their whole lives looking for the answer but have not found it." ”

"Even you...?"

Mu En looked at him helplessly, combed his fingers down the long scarf, and smiled bitterly: "Even I don't know, otherwise why bother!" ”

"Okay." Harry nodded a little smugly.

"No one can give you an answer to this question, you have to find it yourself." Mu En turned to say, "By the way, it's almost Halloween." ”

Harry nodded, "Yes, next Thursday." ”

"It's so fast, it's here in the blink of an eye." Munn's eyes noticed the Weasley Twins walking in through the office door, and they walked straight towards this direction with smiles on their faces.

"That's right, Captain. Is Halloween in the wizarding world anything special? For example, do you really play ghosts? Harry was curious.

"Wizards, to be exact, are nothing more than Halloween!"

A voice rang out behind Harry, and he turned his head to see the two of them, who were quite famous at school.

"We had All Hallows' Eve, which used to be New Year's and Sahain." Another said.

"Oh, okay." Harry nodded.

"Are there any Halloween traditions for Muggles? What is pretending? Fred was curious.

"We'll play the ghost or the prankster monster and go to someone's house and beg for candy." Harry explained, thinking of Halloween's Eve.

The Dursleys used to throw Harry an old pillowcase or Dudley's torn sheet, then make two holes for him to put on, and tell him to go with Dudley to ask for candy. And the candy he asks for will be snatched by Dudley.

Of course, with a bit of luck, he can stuff a handful under his clothes.

It was one of the few times he had ever had a little dessert in his mouth.

Except last year, when he didn't celebrate Halloween. Of course, he was not too disappointed, after all, compared to the inside of Moonlight Castle, the ghosts on the streets outside seemed a little boring.

"Wow~" Fred sighed, his eyes flickering, and then looked at George, "You know what I'm thinking." ”

A smile also appeared on George's face, and he said mysteriously, "Moreover, if our trick props are successful, it may be more interesting." ”

Then they looked at Mu En and whispered, "Captain, we have a question for us. ”

"You want to have a night walk with a hundred ghosts on the eve of all saints?" Mu En looked at them curiously.

"I knew you understood us." Fred laughed.

George followed suit and added: "It's certainly fun. ”

"It's just that we still have some minor problems with our trick props, can I ask you to consult?"

Muen nodded, this was not the first time the Weasley Twins had come to him. Ever since the two children came to ask him more questions and got answers, they came to him for help whenever they had a problem that was difficult to solve.

After all, neither Professor Flitwick nor Professor McGonagall would have given them answers to these questions, they knew the two children too well.

He looked at the two of them, "To be honest, I'm also looking forward to what you want to get out on All Hallows' Eve." Speaking of Harry, do you want to see it? ”