Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 56 The Mirror of Erised

An uneventful night.

When they returned to the common room, it was still 5 minutes before it was time to turn off the lights, but the three of them who didn't have much energy to go to the night tour said goodbye to each other and returned to the dormitory.

Simple chatted with Simonaway and the others, and Ron, who was sleeping on the bed, snored loudly until dawn.

Hogwarts on the weekend was filled with a lazy atmosphere.

Even though it was close to nine o'clock, there were very few people eating in the restaurant, and the elves would prepare some kraft paper bags on the dining table on weekends, so that those students who were eager to take their meals home could pack their food more conveniently.

Taking a pot of mashed potatoes and pouring two bottles of milk, Xilihulu patted Ron's stomach, who ate the elf's special stewed beef, and burped lazily.

Just as he was stretching, he heard the sound of fluttering wings coming from far and near, and a brown owl flew to the dining table in front of Ron with a note in its mouth.

"The password is: Zizi Honey Bee Candy. I'll be waiting for you in the office behind the stone statue in the hallway on the eighth floor. Mr. Weasley, who always surprises me—your headmaster: Albus Dumbledore."

"He knows about the horse man?"

"But it's normal, you should know."

Ron pursed his lips, but then raised his eyebrows, "Then it doesn't give me a [-] points to reward me for maintaining the safety of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest."

Ron, who was thinking about farting, walked to the common room with a few kraft paper bags. The slackers in his dormitory haven't gotten up yet.

Taking advantage of a few hours of free time, Ron took out a stack of parchment and built the frame of the card. He wanted to complete this good thing that will make money in the future. Not only magic, but numerical value was used in it. The setting and setting of rules are still very important. These are things that the Percy twins, Seid, and the others are completely smeared, and Ron can only do it slowly by himself.

At [-]:[-], he put down his quill and packed up his drafts. Ron got out of the door opening of the lounge. The entrance to the Gryffindor lounge is on the eighth floor. He walked straight along the corridor and turned a corner. Turn around and you can see the only stone statue on this floor.

"Zizi bee candy."

After hearing the password, the stone statue jumped to the side like a living thing, and a spiral staircase emerged from behind him. Walking up the stone staircase, there was an oak door at the end of the staircase with a bird on it. A brass knocker with the head of a griffin.

After knocking lightly three times, although Dumbledore did not hear the words 'please come in', the oak door opened automatically with a light 'click'.

Behind the door is a spacious circular room with their own strange furnishings. There are all kinds of funny little noises everywhere, but I don't know where they come from. A table with slender legs is placed on it. There are many strange and weird silverware, they are spinning, and they emit small puffs of smoke.

The walls were covered with portraits of Hogwarts' male and female principals, but most of them closed their eyes and took a nap, but Ron saw that when he looked up, several naughty old people immediately closed their eyes and pretended to be sleep.

And in the depths of the room facing the door, a huge table seems to be Dumbledore's office, but it is empty, there is no figure of the old man with white hair, only a big bird with golden and red feathers stands on a tree. From its gilded perch, it was watching Ron brightly.

There is also a glass cabinet next to the big bird. On the top of the cabinet is a familiar blue magic hat. The sorting hat, which is much cleaner than before, is tilted and grinning, as if imitating the portraits of the principals. Sleep soundly.

But these are not the most eye-catching things in the room. A tightly closed black cabinet exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and there is also a very imposing mirror placed in the innermost part of the principal's office. Its height reaches the ceiling, and the golden Under the frame are two claw-shaped feet as supports, and on the top edge of the golden frame, there is a long line of writing.

It seemed to have magical powers. The mirror was hooking people forward, as if there was another fantasy world in it. Ron couldn't help but took a few steps forward, and he saw clearly the line of small characters on the top edge of the golden frame.

'Eris Stella Uhru Aitubi Kafru Aityan Voorhees'

Ron saw himself in the mirror, a completely different version of himself in school uniform, wand, and book.

He lowered his head abruptly, stretched out his hands and looked at his palms, he clenched his fists lightly in bewilderment, and then released them in doubt.

"This is not right"

Ron spoke with some self-doubt.

"There's something wrong with this thing!"

He raised his head and stared at the mirror, almost pressing his face against it.

He saw Ron in the mirror holding a long sword, then picked up the head of a person whose face could not be seen clearly, and then cut off the cruel owl head with a sword, and then kicked it aside, the ball-shaped The thing rolled away far away with a grunt, and the black and red blood was dragged out for a long distance.

"How can I think of such a thing in my mind, I am not a perverted murderer, there is definitely something wrong with this mirror!"

Ron cursed in his heart. He recognized the mirror as the Mirror of Erised, a magical mirror that could reveal the most desired and most urgent needs of the heart, but he dared to swear that he never had such disgusting thoughts .

"Is the uncle there?"

He called out from the bottom of his heart.

"I feel like you're up to something."

"I don't, I don't know, it's not me."

The uncle denied it three times in a row, and Ron could imagine him shaking his head non-stop.

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"It's a real hammer."

"Hey" Ron sighed helplessly, "What are you doing? I am a good young man, it would be misleading if you set up this kind of person for me. The nine-year compulsory education didn't teach me to be a Executioner."

"Sooner or later, you have to face it. The uncle is doing it for your own good. This is called good intentions."

"Thank you, but let me see if what I'm longing for can be accomplished?"

"Isn't it just Naiko? What's there to see?"

After finishing speaking, the uncle disappeared, and Ron couldn't laugh or cry at this appearance of appearing out of nowhere.

"There are very few most beautiful things in this world, and Naozi is definitely one of them."

Sighing inwardly, Ron looked up at the Mirror of Erised again, but this time, he was completely stunned.

He saw a blazing bonfire, he saw a whole row of bottles and cans, and he saw the feathers on the ground, the color of gold and red.

With a splash, Ron, who was drooling three thousand feet, straightened his back suddenly. Although he only saw the picture, the alluring fragrance seemed to break through the barrier of the dimension and rush straight into his nostrils.

The wonderful aroma made up by his brain caused Ron to take two steps back involuntarily, and then moved closer to the big bird with golden and red feathers.

"Goo?"

Dumbledore's phoenix tilted his head, he looked at Ron curiously, and seemed to be quite happy to lean in front of him.

Without any hesitation, without any other thoughts, Ron hugged the phoenix off the gilded perch.

"It seems that Fox likes you very much."

A gentle voice came from behind Ron. Dumbledore walked out of an inconspicuous spiral staircase. He smiled and looked at the harmonious one person and one bird.

"Hi, Professor." Ron replied vaguely, and quickly spit out the strange thing in his mouth.

"I didn't eat it, I just tasted it."

"It's a bit salty, it's time to wash it off."

(End of this chapter)