Since it had been taken decades ago, the whereabouts of the card must have been unknown for a long time. After all, Brandi couldn't have searched all over Britain for the Oliver Humbe, who had graduated for forty years......

He could only shake his head regretfully and change the topic in another direction.

"Speaking of which, why don't you come home for Christmas? I see Padma has gone back...... Isn't Christmas about family reunions? ”

Parvati's face suddenly became unnatural, her eyes flickered, and she said hesitantly. "Well~ I don't want to see the difference between Christmas at school and at home, this is the first time I've not spent Christmas at home. By the way, thank you for sending me a hair ring, Brandi. That's a big help! ”

She blushed and shook her head shyly, and the black head that had been originally shawl was tied into a single ponytail by a very simple silver ring, as if it had become more energetic than before. As the head swayed, the ponytail also swayed, and the girl's lively and youthful atmosphere made Brandi's eyes light up.

Sure enough, a ponytail will look better! It's not in vain that Febrandi worked so hard some time ago.

Obviously, this ordinary-looking hair ring is certainly not as simple as it seems, and it is actually one of the culprits behind Brandy's sudden and mysterious disappearance some time ago.

It all started when Brandi stumbled upon an Iron Charm from a library collection that he could only learn in the fourth grade, which was designed to form an invisible barrier around him to bounce or deflect spells.

As a more avid fan of magic. Of course, he wanted to be able to master this highly functional protective charm, so he began to want to go to classroom thirteen to practice, but after he successfully released the spell for the first time, he found that the ordinary iron armor spell could only be used on himself, and after it took effect, he could not do it again on himself except for the spell to become invalid or broken.

Brandi didn't have the patience to stand there stupidly......

So he had an idea, and he thought that the supermagic prefix could change the nature of magic, and even turn the glow spell into a flashbang. So, can you change the Iron Charm so that it works the same when used on other things?

Then he took the plunge and experimented with it......

In fact, if there were any professors around him, he would probably be dissuaded immediately, because changing the scope of a spell without permission was obviously an extremely stupid and pointless thing to do, especially since this spell was an extremely mature iron armor spell that had been formed after a long period of research and deduction. Of course, it would be even more fatal to have to do this work under the spell casting......

But there are obviously no such kind-hearted people around him, and Brandi also happens to be a very curious, very manic, very fast reply, and very idle person.

So after several days of pondering and experimenting, Brandi finally failed without suspense in a hearty shout~

However, failure is failure, although the iron armor spell on other objects has no effect at all, but after many times of practice, Brandi unexpectedly discovered a magical phenomenon of super magic spell - if you continue to use a super magic spell on an object, it will slowly make this item produce an effect similar to enchantment!

For example, a chair that was used by Brandi as a casting target, after seven or eight super magic spells, could actually resist Brandi's levitation spell! Brandi, who lacks knowledge of this, can only speculate whether it is due to the gradual erosion of the item by excessive and orderly magic.

This kind of incomparably mana-consuming enchantment method is simply stupid and ugly compared to magic circles or rune carvings, but it is no less than a rain from heaven for Brandi, who is worried about not knowing what to give Hermione and Parvati. So, after nearly a week of Brandi's energy and countless times of magic exhaustion, Brandi finally made their own Christmas gifts for the two. Although this silver ring has not been functionally tested, judging from Brandi's hundreds of super magic iron armor spells, it must still have a little bit of protection......

It's just that such a silver ring with no decoration at all, for the beautiful and lovely Parvati, she is really a little wronged in appearance. What did you think at the beginning? It's not difficult to order a hair accessory honestly......

"Uh, ahem! I'm so sorry. I really don't know what to send you, that's why I made this one myself. I don't know how to carve anything, I just have a little magic attached to it. Not...... Now it seems that the gorgeous hair accessory is more suitable for you......"

"Not really!" Parvati's face seemed to turn even redder when she heard that it was Brandi herself, her head shook like a rattle, and her right hand nervously grasped the silver ring in her hair, as if Brandi could suddenly regret asking for the gift back. The mouth kept yelling. "That's good, I like it."

"Well, okay then...... Since you say so~" Brandi scratched his head, "Then I won't return it, let's go out and play, Parvati, and get some rest." I went back to sleep......"

He waved at Parvati and turned to head upstairs. His feet had just stepped onto the steps, and he hadn't used his strength yet.

"Brandy!"

There was a call from behind him, and he turned around to find Parvati biting his lower lip in embarrassment.

"Is there anything else I can help with?" Brandi asked curiously.

Parvati looked into his eyes, she did have some troublesome questions...... But she suddenly remembered the whispers she had spoken to Hermione in the middle of the night in her dorm room. Yes, she can't always rely on others. Even Brandi isn't much else......

Some things have to be done yourself to make sense.

“…… No, nothing. Parvati suddenly became firm, shook her head, picked up the magic book, and left the lounge under Brandi's watch.

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"What? Were you called up by Harry to look in the mirror last night? At lunchtime, Brandi listened to Ron's story, obviously a little incredulous. You say Harry saw his dead family? You became the president of the student council? Why don't you dissuade him...... the first chapter of "The Dark Arts - A Guide to Self-Defense" says, don't trust anything that can make you see the unreal! They are likely to be dangerous! ”

"That's what I said!" Ron frustrated put his fork aside and squeezed his eyes as he motioned for Brandi to look back.

Harry was sitting at the end of the Gryffindor table, silently alone, not even having the heart to eat.

"I've already advised him...... This includes playing chess with him or going to Hagrid's hut for tea...... But now he seems to have no other meaning in his whole life except to see his parents. You know, we were almost discovered by Filch yesterday! If I go again today......"

Brandi looked worriedly at the dejected Harry, who had lost his grandfather and could barely understand Harry's feelings. Now Harry guesses that no one is coming. He hesitated, got up, and walked over to Harry.

"Leave me alone, Brandi......" Harry reflexively refused when he saw Brandi approaching. I'm fine, I've never been so good as I am now, you can't stop me. ”

"What are you talking about?"

Brandi looked at him with a smile.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise.

"I just wanted to ask, do you, who are alone with your parents in the middle of the night, need a loyal and curious audience?"

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For the third time in a row, Harry was already familiar with the car, and the two of them walked fast all the way with invisibility cloaks. His mood was so anxious that Brandi had to keep whispering reminders to him

"Harry! Go slower! Your steps are too loud! ”

Squirming around into a large room, it looked like an abandoned classroom. Many discarded tables and chairs were piled up on the wall, creating a large dark shadow in the dim light. Harry lifted the Cloak of Invisibility.

Brandi saw the mirror at a glance. That's just too conspicuous...... It is completely out of place with the style of the whole classroom.

It was a very imposing floor-to-ceiling mirror, so high that even a 12-foot troll could barely see its whole body in front of it. Gorgeous gold frames with two claw-shaped feet underneath. At the top of the floor-to-ceiling mirror is engraved a line of words – Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi

That's weird...... It's all English letters, but when they are put together, they can't be understood at all...... Brandi deliberately carefully identified the letters on it for a long time, and then was frustrated to find that his English was indeed not in place.

At this time, Harry couldn't wait to take off the invisibility cloak and sit down in front of the mirror.

"Mom, Dad! I am back! Brandy, you know, they really laugh when they see me! Harry beckoned Brandi to sit down, and Brandi looked over from the side and couldn't see anything but Harry himself.

He could only sit quietly, listening to Harry's rare chatter as he chattered about his father, whose hair was as messy as his, and his mother, whose eyes were as clear as Harry's, as he relayed the warm and loving eyes and movements of his family.

"Mommy, Mommy...... This is my good friend Brandi? Barton, yes! Your son is doing well at school and he has made a lot of good friends. And Ron who came over yesterday, Hermione who went back to her home in London, and a cute Indian girl, Parvati! Well, real friends! ”

…… Look at Harry's proud and happy expression. Brandi was shaken by what he wanted to do, and a strong sense of guilt and guilt was sweeping through him.

Even if it is illusory happiness, as a good friend, does he really have the right to destroy it?

However, Harry's haggard look and bloodshot tired eyes were seen. Brandi finally made up his mind, and he quietly took a few steps back and pulled out his wand.

I'm sorry, Harry...... If you want to hate me, hate me. I can't bear to see you sink into such a false thing. Even if your body can hold it, your spirit will collapse. This kind of hurtful thing...... After all, it shouldn't be in this world.

He was so ruthless that he didn't even notice that he had bitten his lip. He raised his hand, and the tip of his wand shone dangerously—an old, slender palm rested on Brandy's wand, and the familiar owner of that hand made Brandi panic! His heart stopped fluttering, and a bucket of ice water poured from head to toe like an ice cellar.

The shattering spell that was ready to be launched dissipated in an instant.

"So you're here again, Harry?"