"It is finished," said Aiagos at the counter, "come here, Charon! ”

Charon hurried over, and Aiagos handed Charon two bulging bags of bones to Caron and stuffed them into his pocket.

"These two skeleton materials are considered a Christmas gift for you, and they can be combined to make a skeleton knight! Don't rush, take your time. Our skeletons can only come in handy if they are high-quality. ”

The two put away their things and said goodbye to Mr. Borgin with a smile on his face.

"Goodbye, Mr. Borgin, prepare some more legitimate goodies, my son needs materials to make the skeleton now," Aiagoth said partingly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shafiq and Young Master Shafiq, as soon as the good goods arrive, I will write to you and wait for you to pick up the goods." Mr. Borgin agreed with a smile in the back.

The two of them left the Borgin Burke Magic Shop, and in front of them was a dirty alley lined with shops that seemed to be full of black magic. The one that just came out was called Bogin-Bock, and it seemed to be the biggest, but the shop windows of the opposite one were gloomyly displayed with some shrunken human heads. Across the two facades, a large cage was crawling with huge black spiders. In a dark doorway, two ragged wizards were watching them whispering, but Aiagos's gaze swept over, and the two wandering wizards immediately turned their heads and shut up. It seems that his reputation is still very good!

An old wooden street sign hangs in front of a shop selling poison candles, indicating that it is Tumbledown Alley.

Aiagos took Charon to the shops along the street. In the opposite store, Aiagoth bought Charon another bag of various teeth, large and small, and Charon needed to go back and test which tooth would work best with the "Bone Tooth Impact" spell.

Charon also found a nice little Dan furnace in the crucible shop in Tumbledown Alley, which no one recognized as anything, and the shopkeeper sold it as an Oriental crucible, and when he saw that it was covered with dust, he knew that it had been smashed in his hand for a long time. After a lot of rhetoric, this thing was bought back for only 5 gold gallons, which is a terrible bargain.

Although it is too early to use the Dan furnace at the level of Charon's alchemy, it is necessary to sharpen the tools before the work, and the effect of refining medicine with good things will be better.

Charon's Christmas holiday is a rare quiet day for him, in addition to eating, drinking and having fun, he chats and goes shopping with his family every day.

Charon's holiday was as plain as water. Harry and Ron, who stayed at school, had a great time.

Finally, the holiday came, and although the friends had left, the dormitories were completely at their disposal, and the common room was much less crowded than usual, and they were able to occupy a few more comfortable armchairs by the fire. Ron and Harry were having so much fun that they didn't have much to think about Lemay. They just sat there, eating everything they could poke with a fork—bread, bread, mushrooms—and rambling about the plans that would get Malfoy expelled, and though none of them were likely to be implemented, it was always fun to talk about.

Ron also began teaching Harry how to play wizarding chess. Wizarding chess is exactly the same as Muggle chess, but its pieces are alive, so it feels more like you're commanding an army in battle.

Harness used the same set of pieces that Seamus Finigan had left him, and they didn't trust him at all. His level is not very high, and the chess pieces point fingers at him one sentence at another, making people's heads stunned: "Don't send me there, don't you see his horse?" Send him, it doesn't matter if he sacrifices. ”

On Christmas Day, Harry woke up early in the morning and the first thing he saw was a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed. Apparently he received a whole bunch of Christmas presents. It's the same with Ron.

Hagrid gave Harry a crudely made flute, and Ron received a Weasley-specific sweater knitted by his mother, as well as a large box of homemade fudge. Hermione gave her a large box of horseshoe-shaped chocolates. Of course, there are also the talismans that Xia Yi gave to the two of them, Harry's is the Evil Ward Off Talisman, and Ron's is the Pure Heart Concentration Talisman. The two of them knew that this was a rare oriental magic weapon, so they hurriedly hung it around their necks happily.

There is one last paper bag left. Harry picked it up and touched it, it was lightweight. He unwrapped the paper bag.

Something like a liquid, silver-gray slid down to the floor, clumping together and shining. Ron gasped.

"I've heard of this thing." He lowered his voice and said, "If I'm right—this thing is very rare and very precious." ”

"What is it?"

Harry picked up the gleaming silver fabric from the floor. It was strange to the touch, as if it had been woven with water.

"It's an invisibility cloak." Ron said, a look of awe on his face, "I'm sure — put it on." ”

Harry draped the Cloak of Invisibility over his shoulders, and Ron let out a shout.

"Sure enough! Look down!"

Harry looked down at his feet, and strangely, they were gone. He rushed to the mirror in two steps in three steps. That's right, in the mirror, only his head hangs in mid-air, and his body is completely invisible. He pulled the cloak of invisibility over his head, and he disappeared completely in the mirror.

"There's a note!" Ron suddenly said, "A note has fallen out of it!"

Harry took off his robe and grabbed the letter. In a long, slender, looped font he had never seen before, the following lines were written:

Your father left this thing for me before he died. It should be returned to you now. Use it well. I sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas.

There is no attribution.

Harry thought it was very strange. Who sent the Cloak of Invisibility? Did it really belong to his father before?

The Christmas feast was very rich. A hundred fat roasted turkeys, mountains of roasted meat and boiled potatoes, large plates of delicious sausages, bowls of buttered peas, plates of thick meat marinade and lingonberry sauce, and so on.

At the guest of honor, Dumbledore swapped his pointed wizarding hat for a flowered one, and Professor Flitwick had just told him a joke, and he laughed happily. Everyone was happy, and Hagrid asked for the wine cup after glass, his face growing redder, and finally he kissed Professor McGonagall on the cheek. Professor McGonagall giggled and blushed, her high black top hat tilted to the side.

Harry left the table with a large pile of things that had been blown up from the packets of firecrackers, including a bag of flashing balloons that didn't explode, a small device that mimicked sarcoma, and a wizarding chess set of his own.

The brothers Harry, Ron, and Weasley had a snowball fight on the playground and had a great time all afternoon.

It was the most enjoyable Christmas everybody, especially Harry. At night, Harry was too excited to sleep, and couldn't help but pull out the invisibility cloak. With the help of alcohol, he wrapped the invisibility cloak around his body, and then came up with an amazing idea, since no one can see him, why not go out and take a walk!

With that, Harry went to the library's forbidden section, only to be nearly caught by Filch, and he dodged around and stumbled into an abandoned classroom. Here, he found something that didn't seem to belong here, a very imposing mirror, high to the ceiling, with an ornate golden frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet. Engraved at the top is a line of words: Eris Stra Ehruitu Bika Frua Iton Wohes.

Harry slowly approached the mirror to get a glimpse of himself, a gesture that caused him to almost scream. For in the mirror he saw not only himself, but also a large number of people standing behind him, who seemed to exist only in the mirror.

In the mirror, a woman standing behind him is smiling and waving at him. She was a very beautiful woman with crimson hair, her eyes looked exactly like Harry's, and she was smiling and crying at the same time. The tall, emaciated man with dark hair standing beside her put his arm around her. The man was glasses-wearing, his hair was disheveled, and the tuft of hair on the back of his head stood on end disobediently, just like Harry's.

Now he finally understood, "Mom?" He whispered, "Daddy?"

They all looked at him and smiled kindly. Harry was looking at his family for the first time in his life.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry. He stared at them hungrily, his hands pressed against the mirror glass, as if he wished he could pounce in and stay with them. He felt a sharp pang in his heart, half of joy, half of deep sorrow.

Harry stayed here for a long time, until his sanity told him he had to leave. The following day, he brought Ron over to look at the mirror, but Ron only saw that he was the captain of Quidditch.

Harry was stunned, he couldn't eat it, and he forgot about Lemay, the three-headed dog, and so on. He doesn't want to play chess, he doesn't want to play, he just wants to look in the mirror every night. Ron was starting to worry about him.

This continued for three days, and finally Harry ran into Professor Dumbledore.

"Harry," Dumbledore said, sitting on the floor with Harry, "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'm guessing you know its magic by now, right?"

"It's—oh—makes me see my family—"

"And make your friend Ron see himself as the president of the boys' student council."

"How do you know—"

"I don't have to be invisible." Dumbledore said gently, "So, can you think about what the Mirror of Eris has shown us all?"

Harry shook his head.

"Let me explain. The happiest person in the world can use the Mirror of Eris as an ordinary mirror, that is, what he sees in the mirror is his own appearance. Do you understand something?"