What is my desire?

Joe didn't know in his heart that he was not Harry Potter, and that he had lost his family since he was a child, and he couldn't feel family affection. So he longed to have a warm home. He is not Ron Weasley, he has ordinary qualifications and no extraordinary talent, and he has many brothers and sisters in the family, and he is not noticeable at all, so he is eager to be recognized by everyone and to make some achievements. He is not Dumbledore either, his family is fragmented, his parents are dead, his brothers are against him, and his sister is dead because of himself, so he longs for family affection and a place for his heart!

He was a sensitive and fragile child in his previous life, and his knowledge and ability in some places far exceeded that of his peers, and in some places he seemed very naïve and ridiculous. He can sometimes lurk for a target, and know how to endure like a poisonous snake. When things are big, he will be calm. But sometimes he gets angry for reasons that seem unbelievable to others. Even in his previous life, Joe commented on himself: "On the surface, he is very friendly, but in fact, his personality is extreme, extremely egoistic and very unsociable." “

But that's just Joe's self-deprecation. People, it is always the hardest to understand yourself.

What will I desire? Defeat Dumbledore, defeat Voldemort and unify the wizarding world, or dream of defeating death like Voldemort, or do I wish I was destined to do something?

Joe in the mirror is wearing a magic robe, there is no Dumbledore, no Voldemort, no Ministry of Magic, no Merlin Medallion by his side, he is standing on the top of a high mountain, standing above the white clouds, with his arms outstretched, looking into the distance.

In the distance, the sky showed the white belly of the fish, and gradually the sky was dyed red, and from the other side of the mountain, from the clouds, the morning sun was rising. The sun was shining on Joe's body in the mirror, and he looked very comfortable with his eyes half-squinted.

In the middle of the sound, he lowered his arms and jumped from the top of the mountain, his whole body falling forward quickly, the wind swept through his hair and robe, and Joe outside the mirror seemed to hear the sound of "whew" and "whew" as the robe fluttered in the air.

Immediately afterward, Joe's body in the mirror twisted into a crow, which was Joe's Animagus. The raven spread its wings like a black arrow, pierced into the clouds and disappeared. After a while, a huge golden flame burst out of the clouds, the flame was so powerful, so violent, it covered the entire sky, as if it wanted to burn through the sky, and the surrounding clouds disappeared directly under its powerful power. The sky, which had looked a little foggy, was suddenly filled with a golden fire. The flames burned, twisted, swayed, and then gradually began to shrink.

Slowly, a few long fiery red feathers were revealed in the flames, and then a shining golden wing stretched out from the flames, and the wings flapped hard, and the golden flames that filled the sky seemed to hear some command, and all of them disappeared at once.

At the end of the golden flame was a dashing red bird.

The large bird was as large as a golden eagle, with gorgeous red feathers all around it, which looked like a raging flame from a distance, and unlike the rest of its body, its tail and wings were long golden feathers, and a pair of huge claws that shone golden.

The big bird roared at the rising sun in the distance, flapped its wings, and soared in the sky. Looking down from the perspective of a big bird, the earth is dotted with mountains, rivers and rivers・・・・・・

It turned out that this was my desire. Joe smiled, I see. "What do you see?" asked Harry. "I fly from the sky! I don't need a broomstick, I just fly on my own. Joe said half-truthfully.

"Sounds cool. Ron said.

"Let's go!" said Joe suddenly. "We already know what we need to know, live in the moment, no need to worry about it. ”

"You're right, Joe, don't mind if I call you that!" Harry and Ron were startled. Qiao was secretly frightened, worthy of being the most powerful white wizard in this century, and he used the illusion spell in one hand, and he knew that he was unaware of it just now. He looked behind him to see Albus Dumbledore sitting at a desk by the wall.

"I ...... I didn't see you, sir. "It's weird that invisibility makes your eyesight lower as well. Dumbledore said that Harry saw a smile on his face and the dangling stone in his heart was lowered.

Dumbledore slipped off his desk and sat on the floor alongside Harry, "Now, like hundreds of you before, you've discovered the secret of the Mirror of Eris. ”

"I didn't know it was called the Mirror of Eris, sir. ”

"Now I think you know how good it is, right?"

"It'...... It shows my family. ”

"And to your friend Ron, it's the leader of a group. For Joe, it's flying. Dumbledore said softly, "Mr. Joe just read out the purpose of the Mirror of Eris." ”

He nodded at Joe, then continued: "For the happiest and happiest person in the world, it's just an ordinary mirror, that is, what he sees in the mirror is his true self, do you understand now......?"

"Yes and not quite. Dumbledore said calmly, "It shows the deepest, most desired desires of our hearts." You've never seen your family, so you see them standing around you, and Ron Weasley is always in the shadow of his brothers, so he sees himself standing there, being the cunning among his brothers. Joe・・・・・・ your desire is challenging. "Thank you for the compliment, Professor Dumbledore. Joe replied politely, and Dumbledore nodded.

"However, this mirror neither tells us the truth nor increases our knowledge," he said. "People become vulnerable to it, obsessed with what they see, and even go crazy, but they don't know if what they see is true or false. Tomorrow, the mirror will be moved somewhere else, Harry, and I want you to stop looking for it. If you're really obsessed with it, you need to be ready now. Remember, it's no use just living in dreams, and now, you should go back to sleep. “。

"Sir—Professor Dumbledore, may I ask you some questions?"

"Aren't you asking questions now?" said Dumbledore, smiling, "but you can ask again." ”

"What do you see when you look at yourself in the mirror?"

"I—I saw myself holding a pair of very thick woollen socks. Harry's eyes widened in confusion.

"Everybody wants more socks," said Dumbledore, "Christmas is here and gone, and I've never gotten a pair of socks." People send me books all the time. ”

In the UK, wool socks symbolize affection.

This is life, even the great white wizards will have their own eternal pain in their hearts. "Where the treasure is, there the heart is. “

It's the same with Joe, isn't it?