Rig looked at himself in the mirror.

This is not Heimdall, it's Chen Xin.

The black-haired, black-eyed, handsome Oriental in the mirror also smiled and waved to him.

Short hair, a little round face.

Behind him was the room of his previous life, a bit of a mess, but he knew where to put every item.

Lay's chips and Coca-Cola on his mobile phone, computer, desk, and hand-copied newspaper drawn by him in elementary school are pasted on the wall behind him.

On the screen of his phone was the Harry Potter mobile game he had been playing before he crossed over.

Rig saw the door to the room open.

Oh, his mother in his previous life had flour on her hands and was telling Chen Xin to go out to make dumplings.

What year is this Spring Festival?

Rig stood in front of the mirror with restraint, not having his face on the mirror like Harry did.

Harry stared hungrily at his family in the mirror.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry.

Harry's hands pressed against the mirror glass, as if he wished he could pounce in and stay with them.

Rig greedily looked in the mirror at himself making dumplings with his mother, who also looked up at him.

Her subordinates were busy working non-stop, making round dumplings, and her mouth seemed to tell Rig outside the mirror something.

It is nothing more than eating more vegetables and drinking more water when going out.

One apple a day is essential for good health.

When it's cold, remember to add more clothes, and don't rely on the fact that you don't know hot and cold because you're still young.

Rig could imagine the look and tone of his mother's voice.

In the end, his tears did not hold back, and one drop fell down his cheeks.

Ron and Hermione, standing behind him, were frightened by the faint sobs in front of them.

Ron hurriedly pulled Rig over, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" What's in this mirror? ”

There was fear in his voice, and it was hard to imagine anything that could scare the omnipotent Rig to tears.

Hermione was also scrambling to find her handkerchief.

Her pockets were full of school supplies, and Hermione only regretted not bringing two more.

Hermione, who had rummaged through all her pockets, finally found the handkerchief.

Rig was still looking in the mirror, and he really didn't want to look away.

A handkerchief with a little body temperature and aroma was pressed against Rig's face and gently wiped.

It was Hermione wiping Rig's tears a little rustily.

Seeing that Rig finally looked down at him, Hermione stammered, "I don't know what you saw, but we can figure out how to face it together." ”

Ron nodded.

Harry finally heard the voice around him.

The moonlight is gentle and bright tonight.

The moonlight streamed down the classroom window and shone on the four people in front of the mirror.

Harry looked up at Rig's still red eyes, and Harry's tears fell.

He whimpered in pain, crying as he looked in the mirror.

Ron spun around in horror, no one had ever taught his friend what to do when he was in such pain.

"What's wrong with this, what's wrong with you?"

Rig closed his eyes, stopped looking in the mirror, raised his wand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Whisper." ”

It's a whispering spell that makes the sound quiet.

Rig remembers that they were on a night tour.

Harry's tears dripped into his sweater like beads of broken thread, wetting a large area.

How long he stood there, he didn't know. The image in the mirror has never disappeared, and he can't see enough of it.

Rig cast a spell and he didn't notice it, just stared blankly in the mirror.

Hermione and Ron couldn't take it anymore.

I can only watch my friends suffer but can't do anything.

They discussed it, and it didn't work.

Tonight's plan to hunt Quirrell must have come to naught.

Harry couldn't have been here all night looking in the mirror.

So, Hermione and Ron joined forces with Rig, who was still sane, and forcibly dragged Harry back to the common room.

Harry resisted, but he also knew that he had class tomorrow.

Reluctantly, he looked away from his mother's face and whispered, "I'll come again." ”

He was carried by Ron and Rig and hurriedly left the room.

Before leaving, Rig glanced in the mirror again.

The family in the mirror is already eating dumplings.

Well?

Rig looked in the mirror in surprise.

Why is there still a girl?

Rig, who was twisting his head to look in the mirror, was spotted by the careful Hermione, and quickly dragged Rig forward and dragged him all the way out of the room.

In class the next day, Rig and Harry were ghosts.

The body was still in the classroom, but the soul had drifted away from the empty classroom.

As night fell, Harry couldn't wait to call out to the other three,

Today, as soon as they finished eating, they went to the bathroom and waited for the night tour.

While they waited, Harry and the others carefully shared what they saw with their family.

His mother's eyes were the same as his, and his father's messy hair.

Hermione, who was more sensitive in this regard, had red eyes just by listening to Harry's description.

Rig also talked about his family, but changed it a little, saying that it was a deceased clansman.

Harry immediately resonated with Rig, it turned out that they had both experienced loss.

Listening to Rig and Harry's descriptions, Ron and Hermione were also a little curious.

Will they also see their loved ones who have left?

Ron folded his hands and counted them, the Weasleys were a big family with countless relatives.

The boys agreed to show Ron and Hermione this time.

If they could leave, Ron and Hermione took the flute to Luvina to wait for Quirrell.

Harry and Rig finally indulge in their loved ones they haven't seen for a day, and on the third day, the two of them go to Quirrell to guard Quirrell.

Putting on their cloaks of invisibility, the quartet hurried off.

This time, with Rig using the illusion spell with the invisibility cloak, there is no need to squat and walk slowly.

They rubbed shoulders with the ghost of a tall wizard who wandered from the opposite side, but saw no one else.

Hermione had been showing Harry the way.

She remembered the location of every room in Hogwarts Castle and numbered the classrooms on parchment.

Ron was dumbfounded just by hearing Hermione.

"I'm here so I don't get lost and miss the class." Hermione touched her nose uncomfortably.

Is this behavior abnormal?

She thought every little wizard would do it.

Just as Ron began to snort that his feet were going to freeze, Harry saw the suit of armor and the classroom with the door open next to it.

"It's here! It's here! That's right! ”

The boys sped up and almost rushed into the classroom.

Harry took the cloak off his shoulders and raced to the mirror.

They're still there.

It's great to be able to see Mom and Dad today.

Harry glanced at it for a moment, then reluctantly withdrew his gaze and moved out of the way.

Ron took two quick steps and stood in front of the mirror.

The other three looked at Ron's back expectantly.

"Ron, do you see your family?" Harry asked impatiently.

Ron stared at himself in the mirror dumbfounded.

"Am I the only one?" Ron was confused and happy.

"I seem to be older, and I'm still the president of the boys' student council!"

"What?" Hermione's eyes widened.

She wasn't surprised that either Rig or Harry became the president of the Hogwarts Student Council.

But why is Ron?

"I—I'm wearing the kind of badge that Bill used to have. I still have the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup in my hand, and I'm still the captain of the Quidditch team! ”

Ron managed to take his eyes off the glorious sight and looked at Harry excitedly.

"You say, does this mirror indicate the future?"

"How is that possible?"

Harry was disinterested when he heard Ron's picture, "Everyone in my family is dead...... Let me see again. ”

Ron opened his mouth, he wanted to see his brilliant achievements for a while.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw Rig shaking his head at him, and Hermione pointed out the door.

It's time for them to wait for Quirrell.

Hermione was also curious about what she could see, but it was still a long time.

She wanted Harry and Rigdor to see their family.

Thinking of his big plans and the miserable Harry, Ron happily stepped out of the way.

With Hermione, they took the Cloak of Invisibility and left.

Rig took a few steps forward, standing beside Harry and looking in the mirror.

The dumplings were almost finished, and my mother went to wash them at the closing stock.

Rig and the cat-eared girl next to Chen Xin looked at each other.