Start at Marvel's Hogwarts Hoo

"What's happened to Harry recently...Have you been out on night walks again these days?"

Hermione turned her head and looked at John next to her with suspicion...Harry had been yawning crazily recently. Whether it was in class or when a few people were playing together, she still remembered the last time she had a Transfiguration class. Professor Ge angrily turned him into an alarm clock.

"He looks so tired..."

"We found a magical mirror that can see the most desired scene in the human heart... Harry must have seen his parents in it."

John's eyes were complicated as he looked at Harry, who was nodding his head and playing chess while being scolded by Ron... Although the dream is beautiful, don't be unable to wake up...

"What mirror? Why didn't you tell me earlier? What did you see?" Hermione gently put her hand on his waist and rubbed the soft flesh on his waist with a smile on her face.

Danger!

"Didn't I see you were busy reviewing a few days ago, so I didn't bother you... Then I wanted to take you to see it, but we couldn't find the room again." John tentatively pulled Hermione's hand away. ...I really don’t know who this girl learned this trick from. She is not very old, but she has endless ways to treat us.

"Or...except Harry."

"So you're saying someone just let Harry look in that mirror... Could it be a conspiracy... Ouch!"

John flicked her brains out gently.

"What are you thinking? No one can plot in Hogwarts without being discovered by Dumbledore...except himself."

"But why? Harry is stunned now..."

"Maybe it's pity...or maybe I see myself in him...who knows."

Looking at John's inscrutable and calm expression, Hermione couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Then what did you see? You became the king of the world?" The girl waved her arms exaggeratedly, imitating the appearance of King Kong in the comics.

"I saw you, and our children...one in my belly, and one beside our parents..." John grabbed the girl who was teasing him and pulled her back into his arms. "Our friends and family...none of them are missing. "

The sudden sensation made the girl blush and speechless for a moment... After thinking about it carefully, the girl forced a smile and patted his shoulder, "What are you talking about? The magic world is so peaceful, how can there be so few people?"

She heard the faint worry hidden in it... She knew that he was planning something with Principal Dumbledore... After all, the frequency with which he went to the Principal's office was not normal.

"Yes, but they may not be in the UK in the future... If they go to live in other countries, wouldn't they not be able to see each other for a long, long time?"

"Silly! We can use the portkey! It's much more convenient than flying."

"Haha, Hermione, you are still smart."

I hope, I hope no one will be crushed into the dust of time again.

...

It was late at night, and the castle was very quiet, with dim candlelight swaying. Occasionally, muffled coughs and shrill meows came from the corridors, intermittent, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Harry stumbled along, this was another untraveled route... The position of the mirror changed every night, first it was in an old classroom, the day before yesterday it was in a storage room next to the Slytherin common room, and yesterday It's right below the principal's office...

But he knew where it was every night... like he had a radar in his head looking for that mirror.

"Meow!"

He stopped quickly, huddled in the corner behind the armor sculpture, and looked around in the invisibility cloak at Mrs. Norris... Filch's cat, who was walking past.

I don’t know why, as a squib, Filch actually has a cat as his pet whose intelligence is not inferior to those magical animals... George and Fred once talked about his luck as if he had stepped on dog shit. They said, Although Mrs. Norris is disgusting, it is undeniable that her IQ is even higher than Ron's.

Therefore, Mrs. Norris has also become a different kind of castle night watchman...it is mainly responsible for finding and following the little wizards who wander at night, and then notifying Filch to come through its unique call.

So...there's someone in front?

Harry didn't think the cat could detect him. After all, when he met Principal Dumbledore once, even he couldn't detect him wearing the invisibility cloak.

I don't know if it sensed something, but the scrawny gray cat that had just meowed suddenly lowered its head, wailed softly as if begging, and stumbled away.

He was now even more curious about who would be in front of him.

Harry walked forward carefully. Although the invisibility cloak prevented others from seeing him, they could still hear the noises he made.Moving slowly step by step, he seemed to vaguely hear some low-pitched quarrels...

No, it was still too far away to hear clearly... Harry frowned and looked at the corner in front of him. In the weak candlelight, he saw two very close shadows on the ground...

Quietly walked up and around the corner... Snape? !

He saw Snape pressing poor Quirrell against the wall, grabbing his collar with both hands, looking fierce, and yelling, "Don't let me catch you again, or I will kill you with my own hands!"

Merlin's beard!Snape wants to kill Professor Quirrell? !

Harry, who had just turned the corner, was very close to Snape... and when he saw the ferocious and stern expression on Snape's face up close, Harry couldn't help but be frightened.

"Who?!"

Snape turned his head, like an eagle preparing to hunt, staring at Harry's face with a pair of sharp eyes... Harry suddenly looked at him and covered his mouth in horror. He staggered his legs and tried his best. He lowered his voice and backed away slowly.

"Lily...?"

Snape subconsciously reached forward, trying to grab the girl...but he didn't touch anything.

He fell silent, lifted Quirrell and threw it to the ground... He finally glared at the sneaky Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and walked towards the end of the corridor without saying a word.

Harry was almost frightened to death. Just now, Snape's fingertips were only a few centimeters away from his eyes. He almost thought that he would be killed and silenced today... He whispered, and slowly backed away... He He swore that he would never be curious again.

Finally, he retreated to the corridor in front of the corner. After making sure that there was no one behind him, he ran towards the principal's office... Yes, the mirror was in the principal's office today, and a voice in his mind told him tonight's password... Explode Bee sugar.

He could only pray that Principal Dumbledore was not at work tonight, or that he was not sleeping in the principal's office.

After opening the door to the principal's office, you first have to climb a flight of stairs that spiral upwards, and then you can see the principal sitting behind his desk on the second floor, seemingly awake... John told them this.

Looking around curiously, this was his first time in the principal's office... The portraits in the frame had gone somewhere to visit, and he couldn't see any of them.

On a shelf not far away, he saw the Sorting Hat snoring softly... It was a pity that he did not see the phoenix raised by Principal Dumbledore that John mentioned.

found it!

In the corner of the principal's office, between two bookshelves, Harry saw the magic mirror he had been thinking about day and night... He couldn't wait to walk forward and walked directly in front of the mirror.

He saw it and touched it.

His father put his hand on his shoulder, and his mother looked at him tenderly...as if to say, we love you.

"Dad...Mom..."

He was addicted.

Ironically, as the savior of the British wizarding world, the warmth he has always longed for has to be provided by a mirror.

Slowly, he forgot everything... It's time to go, my friends are still waiting for me in the dormitory... Friends... Friends?

But...why can't I remember their names...

"enough!"

The fantasy disappeared like being sucked into a whirlpool, and the memories sucked away by the mirror flooded into the boy's mind.

"Child, I assume you already know how scary he is?"

"Yes, Principal Dumbledore...it can suck away people's memories..."

"It's not just that, Harry..." Dumbledore came over and gently stroked Harry's head. His eyes under the lenses were full of apology and pity. "Many powerful wizards, including me... have fallen into this trap." It's in his hands."

"The scariest thing about it...is that it can illuminate people's inner desires..."

"False fantasies make people addicted to them and unable to extricate themselves...even if they know that they are drinking poison to quench their thirst, they will not hesitate..."

Looking at Harry who was thoughtful, Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction.

"The mirror will be moved to a new place tomorrow. Harry, please don't look for it anymore... It is useless to indulge in illusory dreams and forget about real life."

He pointed to the stairs to the Headmaster's Office and winked at Harry.

"Well, why not put on that wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to sleep?"

Harry nodded to Dumbledore and put on the invisibility cloak... As he was about to go down the stairs, he heard Dumbledore's voice

"Please remember, Harry...people have to face reality and not live in fantasy...this is advice from Shinobu."

Harry looked back, but could only see the steps.

"So what did you see? Headmaster Dumbledore."

"A pair of woolen socks...but I've got one now."

Harry walked out of the principal's office in a daze, still thinking about Dumbledore's words along the way... Maybe he could ask John?He seemed to know the principal very well.

...

"So...this is education?"

"Not entirely, Gellert... more like helpless people hugging each other for warmth..."

There was also a boy in his heart, trapped that night, wandering helplessly...