No matter how beautiful it is, no matter how desirable it is, everything in the mirror is just a kind of imagination that does not exist in reality.

This may have been a bit cruel to Harry, but what he was craving now was not beyond the limits of his abilities, and his desires seemed to be satisfied.

It's nothing more than a normal family and living the life of a normal child.

Pampered by his parents, able to be coquettish and willful, able to be taught by his parents, and able to grow up in a kind of love that he can understand.

As a result, he managed to find some similar feelings, only to be told that it was all illusory.

"I ...... I. ”

Pale and Harry pursed his lips.

He seemed to want to argue, but his hand couldn't help but caress his hungry belly.

Instinct and emotion intertwine to form a contradiction that is extremely cruel to an 11-year-old.

Eventually, Harry fell silent.

Faced with the choice he should have made, he stayed where he was, without a response.

Seeing that he looked no different from running away, Connor patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about anything else, at least you have to eat something first, right?"

“…… Good. ”

After all, people live in this reality, even if they are spiritually satisfied, even if Harry was once immersed in the illusory vision reflected by the mirror of Eris, but when he returns to reality, he cannot resist the call of instinct.

The growling stomach and the hunger that reverberated through his body made Harry succumb.

He sat down, thanked Ron, and pulled out the assorted sandwiches from his bag.

There is minced chicken, steak, fried egg, and a variety of fruits and vegetables.

At first glance, it may seem very hearty, but it's actually a snack made by re-slicing and adding slices of bread to the food that has not been touched.

However, the house-elves had always been very good at their craft, and since Harry was really hungry now, he swallowed all the sandwiches that Ron had brought, and finally began to drink pumpkin juice again.

No, maybe in the current situation, it should be said to be salvation.

Looking at Harry's eating, Connor thought silently.

And looking at his friend's appetite, Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

His idea is simple, as long as he can eat, as long as he eats more, it is a good thing.

It's just a matter of experience, but it's surprisingly reliable.

"I'm sorry, I've eaten it all."

And when Harry came to his senses, he couldn't help but start apologizing.

"It's alright, Harry."

Gently patting Harry on the shoulder, Ron said with a smile.

Before Harry could look at the mirror again, Ron pulled him along.

"You can't stay here all the time, let's go do something else."

"But ......"

"It's nothing, but, let's play wizard chess for a while, it's really not good, let's find a way to do our homework, don't forget that we still have a lot of homework to do."

Although Harry still seemed to be obsessed with the mirror, he was eventually dragged out of the abandoned classroom by Ron.

From beginning to end, Connor was like a bystander, not saying anything, but being asked something by Ron.

"Connor, could you please close the door?"

"Yes, you can."

With Ron's intervention, Mr. Savior finally left the Magic Mirror, but the matter itself is not so simple.

Although Connor had only seen it once, he also knew the power of the Mirror of Eris.

Everyone who looks in the mirror, whether ordinary or wizard, is bound to see their deepest desires, and this is obviously a temptation that is difficult to refuse for a young wizard with childhood shortcomings.

Harry wouldn't have given up the mirror so easily, or the old headmaster wouldn't have told him about it.

If nothing else, he's going to be somewhere tonight.

Confirming this, Connor put away his book.

Without informing anyone else, he simply tapped his wand on the honey badger ornament, opening the closed secret door.

However, when he walked into the library, he saw an unexpected figure.

In what should have been an empty library, the silver-haired girl was sitting in her seat, holding a book in her hand, but her red eyes swept like a falcon.

There is no outward emotion, there is just a kind of calmness—strangely calm.

"Where are you going?"

She asked.

“…… Perhaps before answering that question, I would like to ask you why you are here...... Didn't you continue to be with Hermione? ”

"We read together in the afternoon, and then she had to go back to her lounge, and of course I would come back."

"Then why don't you stay in your room?"

"No one has to stay in the room...... There are so many books outside, so why should I huddle in my room? ”

"Well, that makes sense."

"So, what about you?"

Isobel asked again.

"Don't you plan to stay in the library on a big night and want to go out for a night trip?"

At this, the little witch raised her brow.

"Want to take advantage of Filch's injury?"

Although the tone still revealed a cold meaning, there was indeed a hint of ridicule in Isobel's words.

"Of course not."

Connor shook his head.

"Headmaster Dumbledore has asked me something, and it's not very important, but I'm going to check it out."

After thinking about it for a while, he still planned to move out the headmaster, who had left and had not yet returned.

"What did he tell you to do?"

"It's nothing, I guess he wants me to help a lost child strengthen his faith and will."

"Kid ......"

Hearing Connor say that word in an equally childish voice, the corners of Isobel's mouth twitched.

"How old do you think you're old, you ......"

The complaints that originally came to the lips came to an abrupt end.

She found that the guy in front of her really couldn't be described by common sense.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Isobel directly stopped his words, Connor couldn't help but ask.

But he saw Isobel shake his head directly.

"Nothing!"

She said coldly, completely lacking the slow and leisurely demeanor she had before, and even her words were a lot fiercer.

And Connor was even more speechless.

"What's wrong with you? I didn't offend you, did I? ”

"No, it's none of your business."

She sulked, but looking at the constant panting, Connor really took it seriously.

"So how are you ......?"

'Bang Bang'

Suddenly, there was the sound of shredded footsteps outside, which made his voice stop abruptly.

"Here we are."

"Who's coming?"

"You might as well take a look for yourself."

When Isobel got up from his seat and hid behind the door of the library, he saw the sneaky figure through the crack in the door.

"Harry Potter?"