Harry Potter: The Path of Destiny

The day after receiving the information about Nicoléme from Malfoy, Nydia found the relevant introduction to Nicoléme in a book on alchemy in the study. Nydia couldn't wait to pass on this information. Although she was very reluctant to let go of her father after sharing it with Harry and the others, she finally chose to return to school early.

"I found information about Nicolas Flamel!" It was already evening when Nydia arrived at the academy. She headed straight to the college lounge to find Harry and Ron.

"Really? I also discovered something interesting." Rather than the information Nidia brought, Harry now wanted to share a new discovery with Nidia.

"What?" Nydia didn't understand what new discovery fascinated Harry so much.

"I'll take you to see it later." Harry said excitedly. Nydia had never seen him so excited, not even when he participated in Quidditch.

"Are you still going? I've warned you that it's dangerous." Ron looked at Harry in disbelief.

"What's dangerous? What happened in the past few days?" Nidia couldn't figure out the current situation. She thought they should be discussing Nicoléme's affairs now, but now it was obvious that neither of them were paying attention. This is up.

"Don't worry, Nydia will be fine. I have a secret weapon." Harry said confidently.

"I'm not kidding, Harry, really don't go," said Ron.

Obviously Ron's repeated warnings had no effect on Harry, because at night Harry still insisted on taking Nydia to see the interesting thing he found, and Nydia was also curious about what it was that was so worthwhile. Harry took the risk despite Ron's warnings.

"Will we not be discovered if we go out like this?" Nitya asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I have a solution." After saying that, Harry took out a silver liquid-like cloak.

"Is this an invisibility cloak?" Nidia recognized it. "This is very rare. How can you have it?"

"I don't know who gave this to me as a Christmas gift. He said it used to belong to my father." After saying that, Harry put the invisibility cloak on himself, and immediately his body disappeared, leaving only The head is suspended in the air.

"It's amazing. Although I've heard of it before, this is the first time I've actually seen an invisibility cloak!" Nidia exclaimed.

"This way we don't have to worry about being discovered." Harry said proudly.

Nydia finally understood why Harry was so confident that he would not be caught by Filch. Nydia also got into Harry's invisibility cloak. Under Harry's familiar guidance, they soon arrived at a seemingly abandoned classroom.

After closing the classroom door from the inside, Harry took off his invisibility cloak. He walked to a tall mirror that reached the ceiling. It was a very majestic mirror with a gorgeous golden frame and two claw-shaped feet underneath. Support. A line of words is engraved on the top: Eristra Ehluait Ubifluait on Voges.

"Look, this is it." Harry stared straight at the mirror, as if there was something very tempting inside.

"What's in the mirror?" Nidia walked behind Harry. She could only see Harry in the mirror, and there was nothing special about him.

"There's my father and mother, and other family members." Harry was still staring at the mirror obsessively.

"What? Didn't they already..." Surprised, Nidia leaned closer to the mirror to check, but still didn't see anything. "But I didn't see anything except you from inside!"

"You have to stand in the front, but it seems that everyone sees it differently." Harry made room for Nydia to stand in the middle of the mirror, "How about it, what did you see?"

"Mom? No, this is not my mother, this is me?" Nitya's first reaction to the person who appeared in the mirror was her mother, but after she took a closer look, she realized that it was not her mother. This person was herself. To be precise, it was her grown-up self who was mature, determined and confident. These were the characteristics she saw in her grown-up self. She had a name tag on her chest, 'Nitya Field'. This is who I am when I grow up.

"Can this mirror reflect a person's future appearance?" Nydia asked Harry in confusion.

"I don't think so. All my family members have passed away." Harry said dejectedly. "Ron saw what he looked like when he grew up, but I'm not sure that's what he will look like in the future. When he grows up, he will take He has a lot of medals and trophies, and he even became the president of the student union.”

Harry returned to the front of the mirror again and began to look obsessively at the family members in the mirror that Nydia could not see.

Nitya didn't know what to say. Seeing that Harry was so obsessed with her family, she couldn't bear to call Harry. She could only stay with Harry silently. She could already guess the effect of this mirror, ha. What Leigh saw was the family he wanted most but had passed away. Ron's brothers were too outstanding and dazzling, making him less conspicuous, so what he saw was himself getting glory, and what he saw It's 'Nitya Field' and she just wants to be a really simple 'Nitya Field'. These are their inner desires.

Time passed bit by bit, but Harry still sat quietly in front of the mirror and looked at everything inside. Nydia looked at the time, and it was almost 1 o'clock in the morning. She didn't want to disturb Harry's reunion with his family, but she was worried that Harry would become crazy if he was too obsessed with the mirror. After all, nothing in the mirror is real.

"Harry, maybe we should go back." Nydia asked Harry tentatively.

"Just a moment, just a moment." Harry couldn't take his eyes away from the mirror.

"We can come again tomorrow."

"I told you to wait."

"It's very late, you need to rest." Nydia continued to persuade Harry.

"I already said it would be fine in a little while." Harry's tone began to sound impatient.

"Let's leave! Filch may come over for inspection later. We've been here for a long time." Harry's state worried Nydia, and she began to understand why Ron was so opposed to Harry coming.

Nydia stepped forward to pull Harry away from the mirror. As long as he could still see his parents, he would not listen to her words at all.

"Go away. If you want to go back, go back by yourself!"

"ah!"

Harry angrily pushed Nidia away who came to pull him away. Nidia did not expect Harry to be so excited and was pushed to the ground without any defense. Nitya's scream caught Harry's idea, and he realized what he had just done only after his eyes moved away from the mirror.

"Sorry Nidia, I didn't mean it." Harry came over and helped Nidia up.

"I'm fine, Harry, don't look at that mirror again, you know it's not real." Harry walked away from the mirror, letting Nydia breathe a sigh of relief.

"I know, I just miss them so much and I really wish they were real and wanted to be with them all the time."

"I understand how you feel, but you can't indulge in these illusions. You still have a long way to go. You still have friends like us. I will always be with you." Nidia held Harry's hands. , hoping to bring him out of his sad mood.

"Thank you, Nydia." Harry took his hand out of Nydia's and held Nydia's hand. "Let's go back to the dormitory."

The next day, Nydia told Ron everything that happened last night. Like Ron, she began to object to Harry looking for the mirror again. However, Harry still insisted on his own ideas. He insisted that he knew how to use discretion. , Nidia and Ron both expressed doubts about this, but they still couldn't stop Harry. Nidia was very distressed about this. She tried to mention Nicolas Flamel to Harry many times, hoping to disperse him. His attention, unfortunately, had no effect, and the next night he went to look for the mirror alone again.

However, this situation changed after he came back the next night. At breakfast on the third day, Harry told Nydia that he met Dumbledore when he went there at night. Apparently the smart headmaster told Harry With some very useful words, Harry finally gave up his obsession with the mirror. It may also be because the mirror was moved by Dumbledore, so Harry could no longer look for it. Anyway, after that day, Harry never went out to look for it in the middle of the night again. Past that mirror.