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Christmas is just around the corner. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts School woke up from a dream to find that it was covered with several feet of snow and the lake was covered with hard ice. But the cold weather didn't dampen Silver's enthusiasm in the slightest, as he had managed to invite Sister Patil and Hermione to spend Christmas at his house.

"Seriously, did you be a virgin all your life in your last life?" Ravenclaw always teased him like this, but Ravenclaw didn't know that her unintentional words hit Silver to the point, who was indeed a virgin before he crossed over. Of course she doesn't know, or God knows how this wicked old witch would laugh at our poor Silver.

On the other hand, our boy who didn't die had a good time lately, and although he had won the Quidditch match, Harry was still confused about who had interfered with his Light Wheel 2ooo, and without Hermione's help and guidance, Harry and Ron's judgment of these things was simply a mess, and they couldn't get away with copying Hermione's homework as they did in the original books - the right to copy homework was now in Silver's hands. The impact of the troll incident was indeed great, and Harry and Ron were very unkind to Hermione before the troll incident, and Hermione had a very bad impression of Harry and Ron - they naturally couldn't form an iron triangle like in the original books. But what does this have to do with Silver? Silver has more to do.

Silver paused in front of a huge stone monster that was extremely ugly, "Bibi Strange Bean! The monster suddenly came to life and jumped aside, and the wall behind it split in half. Behind the wall is a spiral staircase, which is slowly moving upwards, like an escalator. As soon as Silver stepped on it, he heard a rumbling behind him, and the wall closed again. The staircase swirled higher and higher, higher and higher, until Silver felt slightly dizzy, and at last he saw a gleaming oak door in front of him, with a brass knocker in the shape of a sphin.

"The way this principal's office gets into is so painful that it makes me dizzy every time." Silver sneered, pushing open the oak door.

It's a spacious, beautiful circular room filled with all sorts of funny little sounds. On the table with slender legs, there were many strange silverwares, spinning and belching small puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of the old headmasters, all of whom are snoring softly in their frames. There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs. On a shelf behind the desk sat a tattered, crumpled wizard's hat, the Sorting Hat.

"Oh, Jack, you're here." The speaker sat comfortably in the broad chair, wearing a pair of half-moon glasses, a long, crooked nose, and a silver and beard.

"Professor Dumbledore, as you commanded, I arrived on time." Silver performed a standard wizarding ritual.

"No need to be polite, Jack, last time I was thankful for having Professor Flitwick tell me that someone had hacked Harry during a Quidditch match." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"That's what I'm supposed to do, Professor." Silver politely replied, "I don't know what the professor called me for today." ”

"I wanted to ask you what you think of this, who do you think put a curse on Harry's Light Wheel 2ooo?" Dumbledore asked.

"Although both Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell are suspected of being cursed, it is clear that one of them is helping Harry, and the other is the real culprit, otherwise Harry would have fallen from his broomstick. Although Professor Snape usually treats Harry very badly, I don't think it's very likely that he will cast a curse - after all, Professor Snape has been teaching at Hogwarts for many years, and I believe Professor Snape would definitely not do such a thing. Professor Quirrell, on the other hand, was the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts this year, and as far as I know, Professor Quirrell took a year off from school when he was a student, went to the Black Forest in Albania, and came back with a strange place - that was where Voldemort last appeared. So I think Professor Quirrell is very suspicious. ”

"Excellent reasoning, Jack. What do you think, Dalys? Dumbledore clapped his hands lightly and asked about an old witch with a long silver scroll hanging from the frame next to him. The old witch opened her eyes: "Obviously, I have a distinguished Ravenclaw junior. ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Silver was still very calm, and of course he showed childlike excitement at the right time.

"Today I asked you to show you something very wonderful." As soon as Dumbledore waved his wand, a very imposing mirror appeared on the ground, reaching up to the ceiling, with a golden border and two claw-shaped feet underneath. The top is inscribed with the words "Erisstraehruoytubenetohsi".

"Very beautiful mirror, oh, I think I heard my father say that this mirror, the mirror of Eris, its sigil is read upside down: I do not show your face, but the desire of your heart. (Ishonotyourfacebutyourheartdesire.)" Silver stared at the mirror with a curious expression.

"I almost forgot about it, the Silver family is a famous family of magicians, and they are good at making all kinds of magical items." Dumbledore smiled and said, "It's amazing that this mirror can reflect the deepest desires of the human heart, but it can't teach us knowledge, nor can it tell us the truth." People spend their time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and even driven insane, because they don't know if the qiē in the mirror is real and if it is possible to achieve it. But this is for the average person. Jack, you have the wisdom and insight of ordinary people, and you also have a very strong logical thinking, rational and kind, look at this mirror, you can know more clearly what you want, don't you want to take a look? ”

"Of course, I also want to know what I want deep down, after all, the hardest thing for people to know is themselves." Silver said, slowly walking over to the mirror.

Silver covered his mouth in surprise. "Oh, Jack, what did you see that surprised you so much?"

Dumbledore asked. "Uh, Professor, I think that's hard to talk about." Silver stammered back.

"It's okay, just say yes, I'll keep it a secret for you." Dumbledore was still smiling. "Well, I see, I'm at a wedding with Sister Petyr and Hermione......"