My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 44 Camera
"Mr. Aberforth?"

"I'm fine, hahaha." Aberforth raised his sleeves and wiped his tears, then grabbed Dumbledore's tablecloth and blew his nose, "I just choked."

Arianna stood behind Aberforth and looked at him distressedly, but she was the one who should be loved the most. She ended her life at the most innocent age. The eyes of this girl who should have been unsophisticated were full of The complicated emotions that should not belong to her.

"Her name is Myrtle, do you know her?" Aberforth was curious about the girl who could be favored by his sister, "Do you know which college she is from? By the way, her parents gave her a flower name, really Won't you be laughed at by your classmates?"

"I think I know, sir." Nelson nodded, recalling the girl who was shivering in the Lichen Bookstore, but quirky in the owl room, "She is a Ravenclaw student, and I One time."

"Oh? It looks like there will be a Ravenclaw Lower School Transfiguration class early next Monday morning." Aberforth flipped through a piece of parchment that had been placed on a shoe pad on the table. It turned out to be Dumbledore's class schedule. , "Let's get back to the book, let's talk about your camera."

He pointed to the camera that had been beside him, his expression instantly serious.

"I remember we talked about the Mirror of Erised on the train before, didn't I?" He grabbed the camera and rubbed the inscription on it. "You seem to know it well?"

"Yes, it's a magic mirror that reflects the deepest desires in one's heart," Nelson nodded, "but it can only present false fantasies, especially when the person looking in the mirror is addicted to it."

"That's right, Nelson." Aberforth picked up the camera and looked at Nelson through the aperture, "It looks like you know better than Albus."

"What happened to Professor Dumbledore?"

"You may not believe it, but he brought that mirror home a few years ago, and looks in it every day, like a narcissistic queen in a fairy tale." Aberforth shrugged, "but no one Knowing what he saw in the mirror, I'd rather he saw Anna, but the truth is not as beautiful as I imagined."

"I don't think anyone wants to expose their deepest desires to others," Nelson said casually. "That's how I am, and maybe you are too."

"No, I'm different. I can tell you with certainty that my desire is that Anna didn't suffer those hardships since she was a child. We are still a warm family." Looking at Nelson's eyes, Nelson even had the thought that he couldn't bear to look directly, "Over the years, I have looked in that mirror countless times, and it is such a beautiful picture."

Nelson was at a loss for words, and Ariana also hid behind Aberforth and wiped her tears. The image of the man in front of her became infinitely taller in Nelson's eyes. He was no longer his brother's younger brother, and even became a man no worse than Albus Dumbledore. Giants.

"But your camera, tsk tsk." Aberforth suddenly pulled away from the atmosphere just now, picked up the camera again, flipped the button, and pressed the shutter on Nelson coldly, "It's much more powerful than that mirror."

The strong light of the spotlight made Nelson's eyes pale. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to cover his face, when he felt something lightly bump his stomach.

When the pallor in front of him dissipated, and in front of him sat two Aberforths, two Ariana, and the afterimages of objects in the office that filled the field of vision, Nelson blinked hard and saw the camera being thrown into his arms. inside.

Aberforth stretched out his wand, and a small wisp of silvery-white mist escaped from the tip of the wand and drifted towards the camera in Nelson's arms. The gears in the camera seemed to be working faster, making a sharp and rapid sound. The photo was slowly spit out, the back facing up, still steaming, and it didn't feel like developing film, but like a printer.

"Keep your photos, don't pick them up and look at them. Be careful of what surveillance Albus has left in his office." Aberforth looked at the ceiling and bookshelves frivolously, as if he wanted to say hello to his non-existent brother. Seeing Nelson's playful expression, he quickly added, "I'm not trying to provoke your teacher-student relationship. In fact, he did such a thing. When I was still at Hogwarts—"

Nelson put the picture away and carefully tucked it into his shirt pocket, looking up to see a ball of paper smashed at Aberforth from the painting interrupting his words.

"Your camera can capture the desire in the lens." Aberforth lowered his voice, turned his head and glanced at the closed window behind him, then leaned forward to hold a photo and pushed it along the table to Nelson. He whispered, "As long as you press the shutter, it can strip the heart of the person being photographed naked and put it in the photo naked."

Nelson lowered his head and saw that the photo Aberforth had pushed was the one he had taken at the orphanage.

"Look at the adults in the photo." Aberforth guided Nelson's gaze, "The ladies in the middle should be the staff of the orphanage. Look at the adults around you, all in suits and ties, but you Have you found out whether the styles of their clothes and jewelry are too similar, and even the looks are almost the same."

Nelson nodded, and he also saw the clue. The happy people in the photo were surrounded by gentlemen who were very similar in height, clothing and appearance. This scene even looked a little scary.

"I thought it was their parents at first, but then I figured it out," Aberforth continued. "Since it's an orphanage, these children probably haven't seen their parents. I think it should be in the near future. There is a person who looks like this, probably dressed like this. It may be a gentleman who is going to donate money, or it may be a government official responsible for procurement. They sincerely long for such an elder to fill the vacancy in their hearts, so Imagine a father like this."

Nelson held the photo and was fascinated by it - Mrs. Cole, who was serious and diligent, put on a pink dress for herself in her heart; the help girl from South Wales even had her long hair and put on a diplomat's clothes; Those rambunctious brats all day and night lean on their parents' arms; even Martha next door is dressed in a flamboyant and edgy dress, a pair of gold wire glasses, and a tape measure in hand... Nelson Looking at this happy picture, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"That's fake, Nelson," Aberforth couldn't help saying.

"I know, sir." Nelson raised his head, still smiling uncontrollably, "but their yearning for a better life is true, isn't it?"

"It's after all—"

"Mr. Aberforth, I know." Nelson put the photo on the table, pointed to a person and said to him, "Mrs. Cole, the head of the orphanage, has dedicated her life to homelessness. She is not even married, but I know that she likes to read romance novels the most; Miss Amanda, she came to London to find a job last year, because her spoken language has repeatedly hit the wall, but I know that she is trying hard to learn English every day. Various people including the children in the orphanage ask for advice, she has always had a dream of becoming a diplomat in her heart; and these children, they may not see their parents, but this does not prevent them from being like the ones in the photo Decent parents, their children don't have to be in orphanages - if they and society make an effort."

Aberforth fell silent. He even thought that his worries just now were a bit ridiculous. He stretched out his fist and smacked his forehead a few times. He shook his head and gave Nelson a satisfied smile, "Seriously, although I didn't make it, you It still allowed me to find a sense of reward for being a teacher."

"Since you understand the truth, I'll keep it short." Aberforth took the camera and put it on the table, picked up the wand and tapped it along its side, "The prototype is here."

"The alchemy used in this camera is as advanced as the Mirror of Erised. I suggest you find a wizard who is proficient in alchemy to check it out for you. Magic tools that can see through the soul are always very dangerous." Abu Fu As he suggested to Nelson, he continued to touch the corners of the camera with his wand. With a "click", he smiled, "I found it."

The camera lens on the table is retracted towards the fuselage, and the buckles on both sides are snapped back like a door, wrapping the lens tightly, and the shutter button is retracted down until it shrinks into a pit.

"Hmm... It looks like a piece is missing, has it been knocked off?" Aberforth rubbed his chin and turned his wand to point at the table, "It's back to normal!" The peeling black paint and cowhide leather have also been restored, and they look like a famous camera called "Shikumen".

With the restoration of the lacquer and decoration, a sentence next to the inscription also emerged:
"People always want life to be good, but desire always makes them ugly."

"Tsk, so cynical." Aberforth smacked his lips.

Suddenly, an armored helmet came out of the fireplace and shouted like a ghost, "Brother, it's coming, it's time to drink the medicine!"

He glanced at Nelson with his back to him again, and greeted him loudly, still like a ghost, "Next time we have two cups!"

"Can you knock on the door next time, you'll be surprised!" Aberforth patted the table angrily, took a star-shaped bottle from his pocket, walked over to the swearing helmet and kicked it back to the fireplace , he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, his face twisted and changed, "Hey, is this my broken nose? It makes me feel intoxicated every time!"

"Just sit there, we'll talk later." Aberforth, who had completely transformed into Dumbledore, raised the small bottle in his hand to Nelson, "Be sure to drink the drink you bring with you. , no one can guarantee that no one will poison you, this will be the first truth I teach you."

(End of this chapter)