I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 37 Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror

"Oh! Your knowledge is so profound, I never thought you would know it." Dumbledore was a little surprised by this. "Then you know exactly what it does."

"Of course, he can let people see what they want most in their hearts. It's a very precious magic item. Where did the professor find it?" Owen glanced at his glasses, then opened his mouth and asked with a flustered expression.

"Hogwarts has been passed down for thousands of years, and there will always be some treasures left behind." Dumbledore said noncommittally.

Just as the two were talking.

The third little wizard who discovered the magical power of this mirror appeared.

"So you're here again, Harry?"

Harry was so focused on the mirror that he completely failed to notice the two people standing in the darkness.

When he was called, his whole body seemed to be frozen. After a while, he turned around stiffly and said, "I - hello professor, uh - and Owen."

"It's strange that you have become short-sighted after being invisible." Dumbledore joked.

"It seems that you also discovered the fun of the Mirror of Erised."

"Then tell me, what did you see?"

"I—" Harry was a little flustered when he was asked suddenly, as if he was caught cheating in the exam room.In a panic, his head turned quickly, and he said casually: "I saw myself becoming the president of the Boys' Student Union. I also won the Quidditch Cup."

"Really?" Dumbledore smiled, then turned to look at Owen, "What about you? Child?"

"Me?" Owen stared at the Mirror of Erised and gestured seriously and said, "Ah! Mirror, tell me who is the most powerful wizard in the world."

Then the magic mirror gave a picture of a wizard who inherited ancient magic in the 0.0th century killing and killing. [-] (funny)

"I saw that I became the headmaster of Hogwarts!" Owen said in front of the current headmaster.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good cook, and a student who doesn't want to be a principal is not a good teacher. In another 20 years, I will definitely be the greatest principal in the history of Hogwarts!" He looked proud.

He raised his head with an air of pointing the country.

"By the way, Professor, what about you? What did you see?"

"Me?" The white-bearded old man was still smiling, "I——I saw myself holding a pair of thick wool socks."

"There are never enough socks to wear." The old headmaster seemed a little distressed: "Christmas came and went, and I only received a pair of socks. People insisted on sending me books."

"Actually, I don't like reading books very much. I prefer to have an exciting adventure than reading books. And I have read most of those books."

"By the way, Owen, next time you can choose a brighter color."

"Eh—shouldn't the principal look mature and stable? Bright colors will make people think that this person is not reliable."

He pointed to the magic mirror in front of him: "And, did you really see yourself receiving the socks?"

Owen said seriously.

Then, as if some indescribable laughter was triggered, he and Dumbledore both laughed.

Two foxes, one big and one small. Oh!And Harry, the growing fox, wasn't very honest.

"I heard that you kept a Boggart under your bed, and that you are the most afraid of yourself?" After a while, Dumbledore, who had changed, started talking about other things.

"Maybe the boggart is broken. I don't know what's scary about me."

As soon as the words fell, Harry on the side rolled his eyes immediately, you are not scary.

Just that killing curse!

For two weeks he had nightmares.

"Really?" Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped glasses shone with wisdom.

Afterwards the three of them sat at the table next to the mirror and chatted for a long time.

Dumbledore convinces Harry not to look for the Mirror of Erised anymore.

After warning Owen not to scare other students with that Boggart, the three left the classroom together.

Before leaving, Dumbledore suddenly said, "About the Mirror of Erised, I saw my sister."

Owen had never seen the old principal show such an expression.

Like regret, like self-blame, more of it is remorse.

After so many years, he still hasn't let go.

I still haven’t forgiven myself for that time.

"She lost her life because of one of my mistakes." Dumbledore patted Owen and Harry on the head, as if dying, "I hope you will never do something you will regret."

Hearing the sound, Harry nodded ignorantly.

And Irving, he - he never thought he missed it.

Whether in the past or in the future.

"I understand, Professor." Owen agreed vaguely.

Immediately, a truth came out of his mouth, "Professor, in fact, I really didn't see anything in front of the magic mirror just now."

He said: "I saw Hannah, Harry, Hermione, they stood next to me, as if they were going to take a graduation photo. A lot of people gathered together. Maybe my wish is to graduate from Hogwarts?"

Owen guessed that after all, he never graduated in his last life and dropped out of school in the fifth grade.

No one who comes into this world and goes to school at Hogwarts doesn't want to graduate from Hogwarts - well - no, it seems like we really hope to never graduate.

"Oh?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows lightly, never looking at Owen so seriously at this moment.

Suddenly, he laughed, for no reason.

I have never smiled so happily.

It was as if the haze that had hung over my heart since the troll attack had been swept away.

That provoking thought turned into ice and snow flying in the cold wind.Blowing farther and farther along the canyon carrying Hogwarts, and finally submerged in the quiet Atlantic Ocean.

It was quiet at night.said the principal.

Time to rest too.

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On the last day of Christmas, it seems that the atmosphere of the dinner party has returned to Hogwarts.

All students on campus participate in this celebration of faith.

On the table in the auditorium, there were a hundred fat roast turkeys, hills of roast meat and boiled potatoes, large plates of delicious little sausages, bowls of peas mixed with butter, plates of thick Thick meat marinade and lingonberry sauce - every few steps along the table, there are piles of wizard packets and firecrackers waiting for you.

There are usually some small magic gadgets or prank props inside.

The Weasley twins didn't like that kind of thing.

Because they think it's too childish.

On the Gryffindor bench, Harry seemed to come out of the sadness brought by the magic mirror.

He and Fred held up a colored explosion, which was a masterpiece of Gemini. After it was ignited, there was a "boom", and the gorgeous fireworks directly covered the magic on the ceiling, as if to tear the auditorium apart.

The firelight illuminated every darkness.

Immediately, Harry and Ron laughed.

Even the always serious Professor McGonagall did not punish them for this.She drank some wine today, and her cheeks were a little rosy.

I just giggled when I saw the fireworks.

Only at this time can it be discovered that Professor McGonagall is indeed for Gryffindor.

Dumbledore was also in attendance, wearing a pointed wizard hat with a garland of flowers.

The red and green robe is very ugly.

However, he himself did not take it lightly. While eating the candy given to him by an unknown person on the table, he rolled up his robe and showed Professor Flitwick his new socks.

It was a pair of red socks with a cute pink pig's head embroidered on the sock.

He cheerfully introduced to Professor Flitwick that the pink pig was called Peppa Pig, and it was the favorite story character of many Muggle children.

I seem to be able to catch fish today. Don’t ask, there are few people who are still working on Saturdays. The aunts in the kitchen only work five days and they still don’t have to eat on Saturdays~~~~~~~Why~ I’m going to die if I don’t have to eat up. (_)