"Oh! You're so knowledgeable, I didn't think you knew it. Dumbledore was a little surprised. Then you know exactly what it does. ”

"Of course, he can make people see what their hearts desire the most. A very precious magic item. Professor, where did you get that? Owen glanced at his glasses, then asked with a blank open mouth.

"Hogwarts has been passed down for thousands of years, and there will always be some treasures." Dumbledore said noncommittally.

Just as the two were talking.

A third wizard who discovered the wonders of the mirror appeared.

"So, you're here again, Harry?"

Harry, who was so focused on the mirror, didn't notice that there were two people standing in the dark.

He was stopped, as if his whole body was frozen, and after a while, he turned his head stiffly and said, "I-hello professor, uh-and Owen." ”

"It's strange that you became short-sighted after becoming invisible." Dumbledore quipped.

"Looks like you've discovered the joy of the Mirror of Eris, too."

"Can you tell me, then, what did you see?"

"I-" Harry was a little flustered when he was suddenly asked, as if he had been spotted in the examination room for a cheat sheet. In a panic, his head spun quickly, and he said casually: "I saw that I became the president of the boys' student union." Also won the Quidditch Cup. ”

"Really?" Dumbledore smiled, and then turned to look at Owen, "What about you?" Child? ”

"Me?" Owen stared at the Mirror of Eris and gestured very seriously, "Ah! The Magic Mirror tells me who is the most powerful wizard in the world. ”

Then the magic mirror gives a scene of a 19th-century wizard who inherited ancient magic killing a special killing0.0 (funny)

"I saw me as Headmaster of Hogwarts!" Owen said in front of the current principal.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good cook, a student who doesn't want to be a headmaster is not a good teacher, and in another twenty years, I will definitely be the greatest headmaster in the history of Hogwarts!" He looked proud.

Tilting his head is quite a bit of a pointer.

"By the way, Professor, then- what about you, what do you see?"

"Me?" The white-bearded old man, still smiling, "I—I saw myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks. ”

"There are never enough socks to wear" the old headmaster seemed to be a little distressed: "Christmas came and went, and I only received one pair of socks. People insisted on sending me books. ”

"Actually, I don't like to read books very much, I prefer to have an exciting adventure than to read a book. And I've read most of those books. ”

"By the way, Owen, next time you can choose a brighter color."

"Uh—shouldn't the headmaster appear mature and steady? Bright colors can make people think that this person is not very reliable. ”

He pointed to the magic mirror in front of him, "And, did you really see yourself receiving the socks?" ”

Owen said seriously.

Then, as if triggering some indescribable laugh, he and Dumbledore both laughed.

One big and one small two foxes... Oh! And Harry, a growing fox, is not very honest.

"I've heard that you've got a boggart under your bed, and you're most afraid of yourself?" A moment later, the replaced Dumbledore spoke about something else.

"Maybe the Boggart is broken. I don't know what's terrible about myself. ”

As soon as the words fell, Harry on the side immediately rolled his eyes, you are not scary.

That's the killing curse!

He had nightmares for two weeks.

"Really?" Behind Dumbledore's half-moon glasses, there was a shimmer of wisdom.

After that, the three of them sat down at the table next to the mirror and talked for a long time.

Dumbledore convinced Harry not to look for the Mirror of Eris again.

After reminding Ron not to scare the other students with the boggart, the three of them left the room together.

Before leaving, Dumbledore suddenly spoke, "Regarding the Mirror of Eris, I saw my sister. ”

Owen had never seen the old headmaster look like that.

It's like regret, it's like self-blame, and it's more like remorse.

After so many years, he still hasn't let go.

I still haven't forgiven myself at that time.

"She lost her life because of a mistake I made." Dumbledore patted Owen and Harry on the head, as if he was dying, "I hope you never do something you'll regret." ”

Hearing this, Harry nodded ignorantly.

And Owen, he- he never thought he was missing.

Both in the past and in the future.

"I understand Professor." Owen vaguely agreed.

Immediately, a true sentence came out of his mouth, "Professor, I really didn't see anything in front of the magic mirror just now." ”

He said, "I saw Hannah, Harry, Hermione, they were standing next to me, and it looked like they were going to take a graduation photo." A lot of people get together. Maybe my wish is to graduate from Hogwarts? ”

Owen guessed that after all, he didn't graduate in his last life, and dropped out of school in the fifth grade.

To be able to come into this world, to go to Hogwarts, no one wouldn't want to graduate from Hogwarts - well- no, as if we really wanted to never graduate.

"Oh?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, looking at Owen as seriously as he had never been.

Suddenly, he laughed, for no reason.

I've never laughed so happily.

It was as if the haze that had shrouded me after the troll attack had been swept away.

Those brain-stirring thoughts turned into ice and snow flying in the cold wind. Blow farther and farther along the canyon where Hogwarts was carried until it finally submerged in the silent Atlantic Ocean.

It was the dead of night. The principal said.

It's time to rest, too.

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On the last day of Christmas, it seemed that the atmosphere of the dinner party had returned to Hogwarts.

All the students in the school participated in this celebration of faith.

On the table in the Great Hall lay a hundred fat roast turkeys, mountains of roasted meats and boiled potatoes, large plates of delicious sausages, bowls of buttered peas, plates of thick meat marinades and lingonberry jam – every few steps down the table, there are piles of wizard packets and firecrackers waiting for you.

There's usually a little magic gadget or spoof props in it.

The Weasley Twins don't like that kind of thing.

Because they think it's too pediatric.

On the Gryffindor bench, Harry seemed to emerge from the sorrow of the Magic Mirror.

He and Fred held up a colorful explosion, which was the work of the twins, and after lighting the fire, there was a "bang", and the brilliant fireworks directly overshadowed the magic on the ceiling, as if to tear the auditorium apart.

The light of the fire illuminates every darkness.

Immediately, Harry and Ron laughed.

Even the normally stern Professor McGonagall didn't punish them for that. She had drunk some wine today, and her cheeks were a little rosy.

I just giggled when I saw the fireworks.

It was only then that it became clear that Professor McGonagall was indeed a Gryffindor.

Dumbledore was also in attendance, wearing a pointed wizard's hat with a wreath of flowers on it.

A red and green robe is very ugly.

However, he himself did not take it seriously, and while eating the candy that someone had given him on the table, he rolled up his robe and showed Professor Flitwick his new socks.

It was a pair of cute red socks with a pink pig's head embroidered on them.

He happily introduced Professor Flitwick to the pink pig, named Peppa, who was the favorite character of many Muggle children.