When he saw the figure, Isobel's face was only filled with doubt.

"Why is he here? Is it possible to go out for a night tour? ”

But before Connor could reply, Isobel quickly dismissed it.

"No, he doesn't look like he's hanging out."

"Alright, don't guess."

Seeing that Isobel was about to say something, Connor said helplessly.

"He's here for the Mirror of Eris...... You should have seen it the night before yesterday, right? ”

"You're talking about the mirror......"

Remembering the mirror that had been abruptly placed in the abandoned classroom, Isobel only frowned.

There did sound like a sudden realization in her words, but it was clear that she didn't have a good impression of the mirror.

He ...... Attracted by the mirror? ”

"yes."

Harry, on the other hand, had no idea that he was being watched.

He just tried to make himself look as unobtrusive as possible.

In the empty corridor of the castle, the slightly ancient candle flame that seems to never burn is flickering, and the shadows of the flickering fire on the ground will always inadvertently converge into a swaying figure, making him feel inexplicably frightened.

It's like walking down a dark road that seems to have no end.

As he walked, Harry suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

Not only is there no bottom, but there is also a strong uneasiness.

Maybe I should just turn around and go back?

But here it goes!

As Harry thought so, he had reached the door of the familiar abandoned classroom.

Behind that door is the mirror.

Swallowing his saliva, he pushed the door open.

Just standing in the doorway, he saw the huge mirror facing him.

At first, he could still see his own figure reflected in the mirror, but soon, the figure that belonged to him soon disappeared.

The mirror surface of the magic mirror slowly rotated, like a huge whirlpool, swallowing all his consciousness and will, and bringing it deeper into a deeper place.

The feeling of being swallowed up was not pleasant, and even made Harry feel flustered.

But it doesn't matter, because behind that layer of whirlpool, it belongs to his family.

He saw an ordinary hut with a broomstick on the outside and his parents in the house.

They were waiting for him to come home......

"Mommy, Dad."

Unable to resist the words that seemed familiar but unfamiliar to him, Harry slowly shifted his steps.

As if his soul had been robbed of him, Harry slowly walked over to the mirror and sat down obediently.

Only the person concerned can see what he desires, and others cannot see the inner changes that belong to others.

In Connor and Isobel's eyes, they could only see Harry giggling alone, and that look even made Isobel frown.

"That's what he is, he can beat that ...... Mystery man? There is nothing special about him at all. ”

Faintly, there was a look of disdain in her eyes.

"He was so fascinated by the unreal, and he didn't look like that."

“…… Even geniuses need to grow, and I've heard a few from Headmaster Dumbledore - in fact, he was only introduced to magic two months before he started school. ”

"So what? He's like that, he doesn't even have a basic willpower. ”

“…… I think you might be asking too much of him? ”

"Is it high? Since he enjoys the aura of a savior, of course he has to assume the corresponding responsibilities and obligations, and at least he should be worthy of this name...... After all, he defeated the Dark Lord, didn't he? ”

He could tell that Isobel's critical words were actually mixed with a lot of her personal emotions.

And when Connor looked at her again, he realized that she no longer had the same iceberg-like expression as before.

There was a thick mockery on his countenance.

"I think you should be calm."

Looking at her like this, Connor couldn't help but whisper.

"Now you're just angry—you have a grudge against everyone who was involved in that incident."

“…… Want to make a big deal with me? ”

His gaze also turned to Connor, and Isobel's eyes showed a hint of contempt and vague dissatisfaction.

"No, it's not trying to reason with you, it's just that I hope you can calm down anyway."

Probably because Connor's unskilled persuasion had worked, and a certain light in Isobel's eyes kept changing.

In the end, the scarlet eyes converged on all the attitudes that were revealed, and some were just a kind of cold silence that seemed to be artificially created.

"I'm calm...... Calm so calm that I couldn't be calmer anymore. ”

Gradually, the originally high-pitched tone gradually went down.

"It's just that I don't like any savior games, so I won't accompany them."

From beginning to end, she didn't glance at the Mirror of Eris.

But whether it was disdain for the magic mirror, or rejection or even fear, it's hard to say.

Helpless and complicated in his heart, Connor just waved his hand.

"Rest early, good night."

Standing right in front of the library, Isobel stopped, she took a deep breath.

"Good night."

Nothing else responded, and she walked back into the library.

Connor returned his gaze to Harry.

The boy was still obsessed with the image in the mirror of Eris, smirking at the mirror and smirking at it, as if he had seen something very happy.

“…… I always feel that at this time, I should let someone dressed up to be older and have a long appearance, so that it can also play a role in some guidance. ”

But unfortunately, he is not that kind of person.

And now disguised as Dumbledore, it's also a little inappropriate.

Thinking back to all the things Dumbledore had asked for, Connor felt like he was grumbling.

What did Dumbledore say in the first place?

He was hoping that Connor would take the time to place the mirror in the deepest part of the hall under the secret door on the fourth floor, but if he wanted to do so, he would inevitably face this situation.

"Really, it really dumped this mess on me...... Why don't you leave it to Professor McGonagall? ”

In retrospect, aside from his dissatisfaction, Connor didn't quite understand.

When he looked out the window, he saw the beautiful figure that was burning.

Phoenix Fox.

The phoenix, which belongs to the principal, has been wandering around the school, and it should exist as a guarantee and a means.

"Come on."

Connor subconsciously stretched out his hand, and saw the phoenix land on his arm without any repulsion.

"For Phoenix's sake, I won't care about you."

He scratched Fawkes's feathers.

At the same time, in London, a white-haired old man couldn't help but look up at the somewhat foggy sky.

Through the clouds, he gazed at the moon above the sky.

There seems to be a sense and cognition in the dark.

"Perhaps, I should say thank you?"

He smiled, but there was a hint of helplessness on his face.

"However, I can only ask you for this kind of thing."