"It's so cold!" Phyllis wrapped her pure white feather veil cloak, looked at the faint light in the sky, and grumbled.

In the UK in November, the weather becomes very cold. The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake was as cold and hard as hardened steel. Every morning, there is frost on the ground.

Even if you wake up in the morning, you can still set up a low table on the bed and enjoy the black tea and all kinds of delicate and delicious snacks that can warm your whole body with a sip, instead of walking in the corridors of the castle and shivering by the cold wind blowing through the hall.

But there was no way, who let the castle's defenses be so lax that a giant monster could quietly appear at Hogwarts Castle and destroy the Halloween feast.

That incident had a very bad impact on the order of the school. In the aftermath of the incident, many parents of the students wrote to the school asking what the security situation was like. I heard that Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had a bad temper during this time, and often lost her temper in class because of the poor performance of her students.

For this reason, Headmaster Dumbledore decided that a professor would patrol Hogwarts Castle every night and be responsible for the security of the school at night.

Today it was Phyllis's turn. Of course, she didn't have to stay up all night, but at least before she went to bed, she had to patrol the castle early in the morning to make sure nothing went wrong.

It was almost over, and Phyllis said in her heart that she could go back to sleep as soon as she finished patrolling the floor.

After months of patrolling, the professors have come up with some patterns: generally running around the school hallways after lights out, this kind of infraction tends to occur around midnight, that is, around midnight, and the most infractions are Gryffindor students, followed by Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff appear to be very well-behaved.

As for this inspection in the morning, judging from past experience, nothing will happen. For students who are in the period of adolescence, they can stay up late at night, but they can't get up early in the morning.

Phyllis walked briskly down the hallway, and just as she was about to go back to sleep after completing her mission, she noticed a slight movement in a classroom.

What's going on? Phyllis stepped over and made sure which room the voice was coming from, and then nudged it with her hand.

Squeak—a screeching sound appeared, and Phyllis looked inside.

It's an abandoned classroom. At Hogwarts Castle, no one knows how many of these abandoned classrooms there are.

The headmasters of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have been powerful wizards who have planted all sorts of spells in their castles for a variety of reasons—even just curiosity and playfulness.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the various spells solidified on the castle interact with each other, either merging with each other or canceling each other. In short, Hogwarts Castle became a magical place full of magic.

After making sure there was no danger, Phyllis stepped inside.

The most striking thing in the room, except for some discarded tables and chairs, is a very imposing mirror, high to the ceiling, with a golden border, and two claw-shaped feet underneath. The top is engraved with the words "Eris Stella Ohru Ait-Ubi Kafru Ait-Ang Vochs".

In the mirror, Phyllis's image heart is broken, bleeding from all seven orifices, and has ...... He's dead.