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When Ryan finally returned home, Harry, who was far away in Hogwarts, was still thinking about the mirror with his parents on it.

"You should have woken me up," Ron said angrily.

"You can come tonight, but I still want to go. I want you to see that mirror."

"I want to see your parents." Ron said eagerly.

"I also want to see your whole family, the Weasley family. You can point out your other brothers and all your relatives to me."

"You can see them anytime," Ron said. "Come to our house this summer. But maybe only dead people will appear in the mirror. Alas, what a shame, we haven't found Flamel's information yet. You eat Order bacon or something, why don't you eat anything?"

Harry couldn't eat.He met his parents and would see them again tonight.He had almost forgotten Flamel.This doesn't seem to be that important anymore.Who cares what those three big dogs are guarding? Even if Snape steals that thing, what does it matter?

Harry's biggest worry was that he wouldn't be able to find the room with the mirror.The next day, because Ron was also covered in an invisibility cloak, they walked much slower.They wandered aimlessly in the dimly lit hallways for nearly an hour, trying to find the route Harry took out of the library.

"I'm freezing," Ron said, "We're not looking for it anymore, let's go back.

"No," croaked Harry, "I know it's somewhere nearby." "

They passed the ghost of a tall wizard wandering from the opposite direction, but saw no one else.Just as Ron started grunting that his feet were freezing, Harry saw the suit of armor.

"This is it, this is it. They opened the door. Harry took the Invisibility Cloak off his shoulders and flew to the mirror. They were still there. His mother and father beamed with joy when they saw him.

"Did you see that?" Harry asked quietly.

"I can't see anything." Ron looked confused, obviously not knowing what Harry was letting him see.

"Look, look, there's a lot of them there," Harry said eagerly.

"I can only see you," Ron said with a frown.

"Take a good look, come here, stand in my position." Harry stepped aside, but as soon as Ron stood in front of the mirror, Harry could no longer see his family. He only saw Ron standing in his ribbed tweed pajamas. over there.

Ron stared at himself in the mirror, dumbfounded. "Look at me" Ron said.

"Can you see your family gathered around you?" Harry asked.

"I'm not the only one, but it's different from now. I seem to be a little older, and I'm still the president of the Boys' Student Council," Ron stuttered in disbelief.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"I'm wearing the same badge that Bill used to have, and I'm holding the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup in my hands. I'm also the captain of the Quidditch team." Ron finally managed to turn his eyes away from this glorious scene. Looking at Harry excitedly. "Tell me, does this mirror predict the future?"

"How is it possible that everyone in my family is dead? Let me see again." Harry couldn't wait to push Ron away.

"You've been watching alone all night, please give me some time." Of course Ron was unwilling.

"You're just holding the Quidditch cup. What's so funny about that? I want to see my parents." Harry said unhappily.

"Don't push me." A voice suddenly sounded from the corridor outside, ending their argument.They didn't realize how loud they had just been talking.

"fast"

As soon as Ron put the invisibility cloak on the two of them, Mrs. Norris's bright eyes turned through the door.

Ron and Harry stood motionless, thinking the same thought. Does the Invisibility Cloak work on cats? After about a century, Mrs. Norris finally turned around and left.

"It's still not safe. It might have gone to Filch, I'm sure it heard us. Let's go."

Ron pulled Harry and walked out of the room.

The next morning, the snow hadn't melted yet.

"Want to play chess?" Ron asked.

"Don't want to," Harry said listlessly.

"Why don't we go down and see Hagrid?"

"If you don't go, go ahead"

"I know what you are thinking, Harry. You are thinking about that mirror. Don't go there again tonight." Ron looked at Harry worriedly.

"why"

"I don't know. I just have a bad feeling and you've had so many narrow escapes. Filch, Snape and Mrs. Norris are wandering around. What if they see you? What if they hit What should I do if it happens to you?”

"You talk like Hermione."

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

But there was only one thought in Harry's mind, and that was to go back to the mirror.There was nothing Ron could do to stop him.

By the third night, Harry was well on his way.He walked so fast that he didn't realize that he made a lot of noise, but he didn't meet anyone.

Ah, his mom and dad were there smiling at him again, and one of his grandpas was nodding happily.Harry flopped onto the floor in front of the mirror.He was going to stay here all night, with his family, and nothing could stop him.

While Harry was obsessed with the magic mirror, Ron, who was sleeping alone in the dormitory, was startled and woken up by the cold wind coming through the crack of the open door.

Ron rubbed his eyes drowsily, only to realize that Harry, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed next to him, was gone.

Suddenly, Ron lost his sleep, and he guessed where Harry was going, the magic mirror.

"Damn it," Ron said reproachfully, "I should have known, Harry did go again, but Dad said that it's best to keep magical things like this as far away as possible."

Ron got out of bed and was about to go find Harry when he stopped again.

Ron thought about the scene where he persuaded Harry yesterday and knew that he could not persuade Harry on his own. After much hesitation, Ron seemed to have made up his mind and sat down at the table tremblingly.

He picked up a pen and wrote a letter quickly, called the old owl from his home that was resting not far away, tied the letter to his foot, and watched the owl fly away.

Ron immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and climbed onto the bed, covering himself up with the quilt, and then slowly fell asleep again in worry.