"What I reflect is not your face, but the desire in your heart." Sisley murmured as he looked at the runes engraved on the top of this gorgeous mirror.

"Do you recognize the words on this?" Harry asked confused.

"Well, runes are often used in ancient magic." Sisley reached out and touched the smooth and cold mirror in front of him.

"What did you see?" An old and deep voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them.

Harry was startled and turned around to see Dumbledore in purple nightgown looking at the two of them kindly.

"Professor Dumbledore? Sorry, we..." Harry's face paled instantly and he apologized quickly.

"It's okay," Dumbledore said, patting Harry on the head.

"I saw...my relatives." Harry ignored Sisley standing in front of the mirror and stared straight into the mirror.

"Um...where are you, Sisley?" Dumbledore asked again.

"What I see is also my [relative]." Sisley looked at himself in the mirror holding the head of a man who looked roughly like himself. His feet were covered with flesh, mud and blood, and he was moving toward him happily. laugh.

"Your expression is not the one you should have when seeing a [relative] person." Dumbledore sighed and said.

"Why isn't he... We are connected by blood..." Sisley stared at the head he was holding in the mirror, frantically trying to imprint the man's face in his heart.

"Hurry up and go, Sisley, and Harry, this mirror will be moved to another place soon, and it is not a good thing to be immersed in the falsehood that a mirror creates for you." Dumbledore looked at it and was completely immersed in it. Sisley, who was in the mirror, said warmly.

"As you wish, teacher." Sisley stared at the scene in the mirror for the last time, turned around, bowed to Dumbledore, and left with Harry.

"What did you see?" Harry asked quietly.

"Didn't I say so, [relative]?" Sisley said expressionlessly.

"The look in your eyes is not like seeing a relative." Harry curled his lips and said.

"Huh? What kind of expression do you think that is?" Sisley grabbed Harry's shoulders and said in a deep voice.

Harry didn't pay attention to Sisley's extremely aggressive posture at this time, and continued to say calmly: "It was like, I saw Malfoy, and it was ten thousand times more terrifying than that."

Sisley raised his eyebrows. Harry was very sensitive to such emotional issues.

Sisley returned to the dormitory and did not go to bed. Instead, he took out a piece of parchment and drew the man he just saw in the magic mirror on it. Although it was not very good-looking, he still had a nose and eyes, so he could see it. That's the guy.

.........

"Sisley, why are the dark circles under your eyes so thick? It's just a magic mirror, and you look like this?" Hermione came out of the girls' dormitory the next day and saw Sisley's dark circles like pandas.

"Indeed, Sisley didn't know what he saw in the mirror. He didn't sleep all night last night." Harry and Ron also yawned.

"Why didn't you go last night?" Harry suddenly remembered something and asked Hermione.

"No need, I know what I want in my heart." Hermione said calmly.

"I'm deeply envious."

Plop!

Neville rolled over from the entrance to the lounge, stood up with difficulty with his hands on the ground, and tried to jump back to the dormitory.

"Stop the curse!" Hermione took out her wand and tapped it gently, and Neville's legs returned to normal.

"Neville, come here, what's wrong with you?" Hermione pulled Neville over and asked.

"It's Malfoy. I happened to see him when I came out of the tower. He said he was just about to try out the new spells he had learned when he bumped into me." Neville said with his head lowered.

"Malfoy has gone too far! Let's go find Professor McGonagall!" Hermione said as she stood up.

"No! No, there's nothing serious for me, and I don't want to cause any more trouble..." Neville quickly stopped him.

"It's okay, Harry and I can help you. Where are Sisley and Hermione?" Ron quickly patted his chest and looked at Sisley and Hermione.

Sisley looked up at Neville and saw that Neville still looked reluctant and kept looking in the direction of the dormitory.

Seeing this, Sisley crossed his legs and said while reading a book: "Okay, Neville himself doesn't have that intention, why are you joining in the fun?"

Neville looked at the other three people who were a little surprised by Sisley's words, and quickly stood up and ran to the dormitory.

"What! We are going to help him!" Hermione said with some confusion as she looked at Neville who had disappeared long ago.

"For example, Neville is in the quagmire now. It's understandable that you want to help him, but the prerequisite is that he also wants to come up. But now I see that he is very comfortable in the quagmire and can almost swim. .”

"Aren't you just meddling in other people's business if you try to get him at this time?" Sisley picked up a book and started reading.

"How could such a person exist?" Hermione sat back and said angrily.

"Maybe it's not the magic power that flows in his body but the pumpkin juice." Sisley curled his lips and said.

"Isn't that a bad thing to say?" Harry came over and said.

"Don't mind him. You should mind yourself now, because the next class is Potions." Sisley shrugged.

"... Damn... I haven't done my potions homework yet. Am I going to die?" Harry said after being silent for a while.

"Probably not dead, probably." Ron said quietly from the side.

.........

Soon as the alarm clock rang, the four of them walked towards the Potions classroom, and Harry had already prepared his last words and distributed the Galleons in his vault.

But this time, we were very lucky. Snape just said a few words and completely forgot about the potions homework, and instead gave the little wizards a potions practice lesson.

"Mr. Thorne!!! Can you use your brain! Can't you take your eyes away from the book? Does the book have to be accurate? Try to rely on your feelings!!!"

After Snape sprayed Sisley, he aimed at Harry again and began to output: "Potter! Why can't you remember the steps that have been marked for you in the book? Do you think your Are the ideas more accurate than those in the book? Or do you think you are a genius and using textbooks is an insult to you?"

"You just asked Sisley not to read." Harry pressed in a low voice.

Snape took a deep breath and said, "Can you compete with him? You..."

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