[HP] Seven Nights Talk

The day before the new term started, Harry was back at Hogwarts, and so was Hermione.They all brought presents for Ron who stayed at school, and Harry brought an extra copy for each of the twins.The Weasley brothers were very happy about this, and took him to play crackling and explosive chess all night.

That night, Harry secretly went out for a night tour wearing the cloak of invisibility.He didn't want to do this at first, but Voldemort told him after returning to school that when Dumbledore went to 12 Grimmauld Place for Christmas, the possessed Quirrell had taken the opportunity to study the closed corridor, preparing to Break in and get the Philosopher's Stone.Of course, this matter will definitely not be done by Diary, because he is too fragile.

"You mean he's still going to steal the stone that he can't steal?" Harry asked Voldemort in his head on the way to the classroom where the magic mirror was, his tone full of doubts. "Can you explain, what exactly were you thinking at the time?" Although Dumbledore made a guess about it later, but now he recalled that the maze was really a bit like a children's play house, and it was suitable for them The degree to which the first grade went to play.A wizard of Voldemort's level should be easy to solve.

Voldemort coughed dryly twice.He didn't want to answer the question because he was aware of the degree of embarrassment—Merlin knew how low the Savior's laugh had become lately!No matter how much he could bear it, he couldn't bear being laughed at condescendingly by a lion.

Harry raised an eyebrow under the cover of the Invisibility Cloak. "Well, you don't want to say it." He said clearly, and turned through a corridor, "Of course, if he has other goals to fight for, he won't care about you." He paused, and then said: " What about unicorns? They won't be killed anymore, will they?"

"The decision is not in my hands." Voldemort replied tactfully.He can only temporarily let the opponent's goal aim at something that looks better and more promising, and he will not consider taking back the diary to increase his strength-you must know that in order to obtain the final body, he believes in his past self. Pushed to do anything.Of course, he has coaxed Quirrell very well now, and the other party firmly believes that he is close to succeeding in Harry (Dumbledore went to see Harry at Christmas to prove this), so he doesn't care about him so much for the time being .

Harry was unaware of these exchanges.He didn't really think that Voldemort would care about the life and death of the unicorn, but he was just reluctant to mention it.And since the other party said so now, it means that this matter is within the scope of his work.But as soon as he thought about Voldemort's past, he was content with the current situation-at least Voldemort couldn't kill people now, right? "Well, I'll try to warn Hagrid." At least a little bit on guard.

Voldemort was noncommittal.The unicorn's blood can save lives, but it can also bring a deadly curse to those who kill it.It wasn't until the last moment that Quirrell would not take the method of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-injury by eight hundred.And what he has to do is to hold the other party firmly until the end of the term, and then wait for the opportunity when Dumbledore is not around... He has already planned everything, during the Christmas and New Year holidays; the only thing to do now , Just to take a look at the legendary magic mirror.It would allow him to better ascertain the attitude of the savior, and also, if one can see the attainment of the goal first, it's more fighting, isn't it?

Hearing that he didn't answer, Harry immediately changed the subject: "So what are you looking in the mirror for? Don't expect you to get the Philosopher's Stone out of there." He said, pushing away the classroom cover. the door.

"Just to see it." Voldemort said lightly.He was about to say that you don't really want to watch him die, but the words stopped suddenly in his throat.He has always had a keen sense of breath, and although he can't see people, he has already detected the familiar magic power of Dumbledore. "Be careful and keep quiet."

Harry didn't notice it.He thought that the other party was reminding him not to be discovered by the professor during the night tour, so he didn't think much of it: "It's not the first time I've come here." They communicated directly with their thoughts as soon as they went out just now. This is really better than the silent spell. Or listening with earplugs closed is much more reliable.

Voldemort made no further comments.Harry closed the door softly and walked over to the mirror.Although he was wearing an invisibility cloak, it was obviously useless to the mirror.He saw the scene he had seen again—he stood there, and a large group of people slowly appeared behind him.His parents, various relatives whom he had never met, all looked at him with a kind and smiling expression.

Harry stood there, couldn't help reaching out his hand, and finally didn't touch the mirror, but sat down silently.He was shocked and bewildered the first time he watched it, and greedy and satisfied when he watched it the second time. After so many things, although he would still be excited to see his inner desire with his own eyes, it was already A kind of excitement that has been precipitated by determination.He didn't know anything before, but now he knows exactly what he wants to do.

"What did you see?" Harry asked mentally to Voldemort, who seemed unresponsive.Probably matching his question, there was another person in the mirror—a person separated from the crowd and walked to the front from the back.He was a young man with jet-black hair and dark eyes, with a handsome smile on his face, and a small tip of a yew stick sticking out of his sleeve.Of course, these Harrys would definitely not let Voldemort see them.

"The Philosopher's Stone, the body, immortality..." Voldemort answered in a casual tone that made it difficult to guess what he was really thinking. "Which one do you think I should see?"

Harry pursed his lips.There was a small slit in the bag of the Untraceable Extending Charm so that Voldemort could see what was inside.He was sure that the other party really saw something, but it didn't seem to be any of what he said. "You're lying again," he said, more calmly than he'd imagined, "but I'm sure I'll find out." Just as he's sure to succeed this time.

In normal times, Voldemort would have spared no effort to satirize his overreach.But he doesn't want to talk now because of what he's seen.What the Mirror of Erised revealed was the deepest desire in a person's heart. Now it seemed that the god of death had indeed grasped his weakness, and the price offered by the other party was the most attractive to him from then to now.He's never been a loyal guy, but he's at least true to himself.It's just that, at the beginning, he was really just for himself. What seems to be affecting him now?

Harry didn't spend long in the classroom.Mirrors can give people instant gratification, but just looking at it is impossible.So he came back to the tower less than an hour after he went out.Harry felt that he had never been so awake, so he asked Voldemort another question: "Is this the second time you saw it? Why was the reaction so calm?" Like before, he sat directly in front of the mirror for several times What a night!

"I'm only interested in what I can actually get my hands on." Voldemort said succinctly.Precisely because he felt that fantasy was meaningless, he had already prepared for his own eternal life at Hogwarts.It seems that one has to be added now. Before taking action, we must consider all aspects, including the consequences, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.

Harry rolled his eyes at the bed curtain in the dark. "That's right, it's indeed your style."

Voldemort paid no attention to the sarcasm in his tone. "But your luck has always been good."

"What?" Harry asked sensitively.He didn't have any accidents today, right?

"Dumbledore." Voldemort reminded him coolly.He felt that if he had said it at that time, Harry didn't know how he would react, so he just kept it back. "Congratulations, facing the magic mirror, you are not alone."

"Professor Dumbledore was there just now?" Harry didn't expect to run into an invisible person at all.Voldemort found out about Dumbledore and thought he was going there for some solace that didn't really exist? "Well," he said helplessly after the shock, thinking of the truths Aberforth had said, "everyone has something he wants."

Dumbledore's earlier statement that he saw woolen socks was of course a lie; it was more likely that Dumbledore saw the family as he did.Harry thought about what he saw, the extra people, and suddenly thought, would Dumbledore see that he stopped Grindelwald in advance?

at the same time.

A tall, thin figure stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, exactly where Harry had been sitting.He stared at the image in front of him without blinking, and the whole person remained motionless.It seemed like something was about to fall out of his eyes, but it evaporated eventually.