Chapter 22: Dumbledore and the Pact
Auditorium.
"You should wake me up, I want to see your mom and dad."
Ron complained angrily, annoyed that Harry had found out yesterday that the Magic Mirror wasn't calling him.
Harry said, "You can go tonight, I'm going again, I want you to look in that mirror." β
The two of them were eagerly discussing the Magic Mirror, and almost forgot about Nicol Lemay.
John sandwiches the turkey meat with toast and makes a sandwich.
Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, Harry said, "John is there, but I don't see his family." β
John put down the sandwich and said with some seriousness, "Harry, that mirror should not be able to see the family, but reflect what your heart desires, you shouldn't be too obsessed." β
Ron asked curiously, "John, what do you see?" β
"Me?"
Recalling what he saw yesterday, John smacked his mouth and said, "I saw a table of food." β
"Uh......
Ron and Harry were a little speechless, they thought John would see the others, he shouldn't have seen books when he loved to study so much.
However, Harry didn't pay attention to John's words, and instead wanted to go more and more.
He was so lacking in love.
The strongest magic built with mother's love can't make up for the lack in his heart, and he wants his parents to be by his side more than a savior.
John didn't care if Harry listened or not, his own admonition had already been said anyway.
With Dumbledore here, not even Voldemort could hurt Harry.
John, who was not worried, remembered Nicol Lemay after eating, and took out the Chocolate Frog Wizard Card from his pocket and handed it to Harry.
"What is this?"
Harry was a little confused about his movements.
John smiled mysteriously, "All the answers may not be as profound as you think, you have to learn to observe the things around you." β
The god's babbling left the two confused, but Harry accepted the card anyway.
Harry, who had been preoccupied with the Mirror of Eris, slipped the card into his pocket with a change of hand, and it was estimated that it would take some time for him to remember.
None of this had anything to do with John, who had already made his way to the library.
Under the watchful eye of Lady Pince, he piled books on alchemy records on the table.
Professor McGonagall who passed by was pleased with her diligence, but the only downside was that she was not a Gryffindor student.
Through the two hours of the blessing of the top student, John reluctantly piled up the theory of alchemy.
As the time passed, he put down the mountain of books and rubbed his sour eyes.
"It's still too difficult to rely on these theories."
In front of him were "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runiwen" and "Simple Alchemy".
These are the most basic things, and they can make people's minds bloated when they look at them.
But thanks to this, John was able to start practicing alchemy.
According to the "Fairy Casting Science", the magic text plus alchemy is equal to the fairy casting.
Although the formula is simple, it takes a thousand trials to succeed.
Heading to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor, John changed places this time.
"I need a place where I can refine things."
Walking back and forth in front of the giant tapestry three times, a wooden door appeared on the blank wall.
Push open the door and enter, and there is a place with many crucibles.
There are also a lot of empty bottles on the shelves on the walls, some of which also have materials for magical creatures.
John moved his fingers, and it seemed that he had to add some material as well.
Just like refining a wand, magical creatures are valuable in the hands of wizards.
John's family couldn't afford to buy it, but he had a big material family around him, and he could borrow it.
...
The next day.
"Here you go, John, what are you going to do with the snail butt?"
In Hagrid's hut, Hagrid worked as a hunting ground warden, dealing with magical creatures on a daily basis, and the materials he had saved over the years were invaluable.
However, Hagrid doesn't seem to realize this, and sits on the treasure mountain without realizing it.
John was one of the few students with whom Hagrid had a good rapport, and had a friendship with him in the Alagog Lair.
After hearing that John asked for materials, he immediately collected a lot of them.
Taking the material, John almost fell.
Don't look at Hagrid's ease of handling, it's actually a very heavy pile.
The Snail is a magical animal bred by Hogwarts, possibly a cross between a human-headed sphinage and a fire crab.
Hagrid could take out a basket of butts at once, and John was going to use them as materials for his first alchemy.
"I'm learning alchemy Hagrid, after all, who knows these things better than you."
Hagrid was overjoyed to hear this, and John politely declined his offer to give him crust cakes.
Holding a basket of fried tail snails, John struggled back to the Room of Requirement to begin his own refining.
For this reason, he can be said to have forgotten to sleep and eat, and even missed dinner.
When he came out of the Room of Requirement, John had some black ash on his nose.
Just as he was about to return, he passed by the fifth floor.
Stopping, John saw that the door where the mirror was placed was hidden.
He knew it was Harry in there.
"He's still obsessed." Sighing, John changed his mind about going back to his bedroom and headed towards the room on the left.
As he approached the door, John heard voices of conversation inside.
Could it be Ron? Yesterday Harry showed Ron in the mirror.
Casting a disillusionment spell on himself, John seemed to disappear in the darkness.
An old but gentle voice came from inside.
"You, like the thousands of people before you, have discovered the pleasures of the Mirror of Eris."
"I don't know what it's called, sir."
"But I guess you know its magic by now, right?"
"It'...... It made me see my family. β
...
Harry spoke to Dumbledore who showed up, and Harry learned that the mirror was just like John had said, showing what he desired.
Dumbledore used this to teach Harry, and told Harry that the mirror would be in a different place.
Harry was a little reluctant, but he obediently put on his invisibility cloak and went back to sleep.
"Professor Dumbledore, what did you see when you looked in the mirror?"
Before leaving, Harry was a little curious about what Dumbledore saw in the Mirror of Eris, and Dumbledore smiled mysteriously and said with some playfulness, "I saw myself holding a pair of thick woollen socks. β
"Socks are never enough."
Harry felt that this answer was a bit perfunctory and not unreasonable.
After all, John had seen a table of food, and he thought that John might be as wise as Dumbledore.
Dumbledore, who watched Harry leave, did not leave the room, but said into the air with a kind smile, "Maybe I should also speak to you face to face, Mr. Wick." β
Well, John knew he was naΓ―ve to hide from the greatest wizard of the century.
Emerging from the darkness, he terminated the Illusion Spell.
The figure gradually revealed, and he appeared in the room as if out of thin air.
"Excellent illusion spell, it seems that you learned a lot in the forbidden book section." Dumbledore complimented.
John was a little embarrassed, and it was still a little weak to be exposed to his face for violating the school rules, especially since that person was still the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Dumbledore laughed, "Don't worry, I don't think Professor Quirrell signed the note you to." β
He blinked, mischievous and not like an old man.
John knew that Dumbledore would not let himself out for no reason, he was about to leave, but it was Dumbledore who stopped him.
Sure enough, Dumbledore looked at John, his kind eyes flashing with a sense of penetration, and asked, "Mr. Wick, what do you see in the mirror?" β
John's body tensed, and he subconsciously turned on the Occlumency Technique, and replied honestly, "Food, a lot of food...... And I became stronger. β
After hesitating for a moment, John still didn't choose to hide it.
Dumbledore was pleased with his answer, stroking his hands and laughing, "Applause for honesty, John, do you know, Minerva has been whispering in my ear these days, and there may be something wrong with the Sorting Hat." β
Beneath the half-moon lenses, Dumbledore's eyes were full of meaning, and his voice was as mellow as magic, "She's wrong, there's nothing wrong with the Sorting Hat, you're the best fit for Slytherin, there's no doubt about that." β
"Promise me John, don't touch the irreparable magic."
"I promise you, professor."
I don't know why Dumbledore brought up this matter, probably because he knew that John had read a lot of dark magic in the forbidden book area.
John nodded without hesitation, although he knew that this old man would not kill his students, John was still a little afraid that he would be discovered.
"You have the self-control to overcome desires, and I believe you John, and as a reward for discovering the answers, perhaps you will have access to the real Philosopher's Stone."
Dumbledore blinked, as if to imply something.
John was stunned, the answer?
He thought of the Chocolate Frog Wizard Card, and the old man seemed to know everything.
It doesn't matter if it's a forbidden book zone or a chocolate frog wizard card.