I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Harry's words stunned John, and he leaned over to take a look.

Nothing... wrong!

John's eyes widened as he looked in the mirror in front of him at the tables of Chinese delicacies appearing next to him.

Rubbing his eyes, John looked again and saw that he was already enjoying the food.

Not only that, John in the mirror is wearing a gorgeous wizard robe, looks to be in his twenties, holds the Elder Wand, which symbolizes power, and wears the First Class Medal of the Order of Merlin on his chest.

The plot about this mirror reappeared in his memory, and John said to himself: "Mirror of Erised?"

Didn't he remember that this mirror only appeared at the end? Why did it appear now?

"John, I feel like they're my family."

Harry saw a gentle and beautiful woman behind him in the mirror. She was smiling and her eyes were full of kindness.

Beside the woman was a man with black hair and glasses, his hair was as messy as Harry's.

Harry felt that they were his parents, not just his parents, but also other relatives, who had the same green eyes as Harry.

These were what Harry longed for most, and he stared hungrily into the mirror, not wanting to look away for a moment.

Put both hands on the mirror, as if you can go inside and reunite with your loved ones.

John saw that he was a little stunned and pulled him away from the mirror.

"We should leave, Filch and the others will come back."

Although he was a little reluctant, Harry still agreed with this sentence.

He put on his invisibility cloak and invited John to leave with him. John smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "I don't need it."

Taking out his wand and waving it lightly, John disappeared in front of Harry.

The confused Harry tentatively called out: "John, are you still there?"

"Of course."

Seeing a response in front of him, Harry reached out and touched John's face.

"Be careful, you almost poked me in the eye."

Hearing this, Harry put his hands away angrily.

Before leaving the room, John stopped and looked next to the mirror. A silver-haired old man seemed to appear there, but then disappeared after blinking.

"Dumbledore?"

Not thinking that he had seen it wrong, John suddenly realized that Dumbledore had put this thing in.

If that's the case, then Harry shouldn't be in danger.

Parting ways with Harry at the top of the stairs, John went to the restricted book area and found a copy of the ancient alchemy "The Supreme Alchemy" and took it back to the dormitory.

After just watching for a while, he felt a little dizzy.

The content inside is too profound, just like "Fairy Casting Science", it requires a lot of foundation to lay the groundwork.

“If you bite off more than you can chew, you still have to start from the grassroots step by step.”

Putting the book under the pillow, John opened the Marauder's Map, and Quirrell walked towards the outside of Hogwarts.

John was a little hesitant, whether he should follow him or not.

But after thinking about it for a while, I gave it up.

Not to mention Voldemort, Professor Quirrell alone is not something he can deal with.

Unless it was a surprise, the magic power gap between the two was still too big.

And John didn't have an attack similar to the Death Curse. If his identity was discovered, he would probably have a narrow escape.

The Christmas holidays are not over yet.

John went to the library a few more times during this period and took away a lot of basic alchemy books.

During this time, he crazily supplemented his alchemy knowledge, but this was not enough.

However, records about Nicol Flamel were found in a book about ancient alchemy.

"Nicolas Flamel, the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone."

Seeing this book, John's thoughts were racing.

He remembered that what Harry Potter was guarding in his first year was the Sorcerer's Stone.

And this thing can save John a lot of time and directly use the most top-notch alchemy.

"The magic stone..."

Touching the record about the magic stone, the thought of immortality flashed through his mind, and then disappeared.

He remembered that immortality had great side effects. Not only was it emotionally draining, but more importantly, the body became very fragile.

It would be better to kill John than live forever.

"Maybe tell Harry and the others."

Harry and the others were almost giving up these days.

Chapter 22 Dumbledore and the Promise

hall.

"You should wake me up, I want to see your parents."

Ron complained angrily, annoyed that Harry had discovered that the magic mirror didn't call him by himself yesterday.

Harry said: "You can go tonight, but I will go again. I want you to see that mirror."

The two people were discussing things about the magic mirror eagerly, and they almost forgot about Nico Flamel.

John put turkey on toast and made a sandwich.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, Harry said, "John is here too, but I didn't see his family."

John put down the sandwich and said somewhat seriously: "Harry, that mirror should not be able to see your family, but should reflect what you desire in your heart. You shouldn't be too obsessed with it."

Ron asked curiously: "John, what did you see?"

"I?"

Recalling the scene he saw yesterday, John smacked his mouth and said, "I saw a table of food."

"Well……

Ron and Harry were a little speechless. They thought John would see other things. He loves learning so much, shouldn't he see books.

However, Harry didn't take John's words to heart, but wanted to go more and more.

He is so in need of love.

The strongest magic built with maternal love cannot make up for the shortcomings in his heart. He wants his parents to be by his side more than a savior.

John didn't care whether Harry heard it or not, he had already warned him anyway.

With Dumbledore here, not even Voldemort can harm Harry and the others.

John, who was not worried, thought of Nico Flamel after finishing his meal, took out the chocolate frog wizard card from his pocket and handed it to Harry.

"This is?"

Harry was a little confused by his actions.

John smiled mysteriously, "All the answers may not be as profound as you think. You have to learn to observe the things around you."

The murmuring words confused the two of them, but Harry still accepted the card.

Harry, who was focused on the Mirror of Erised, changed his hands and stuffed the card into his pocket. It would probably take some time before he remembered it.

None of this had anything to do with John, who had already gone to the library.

Under Ms. Pince's gaze, he piled books on alchemy on the table.

The diligent appearance made Professor McGonagall who was passing by feel happy. The only drawback was that this was not a Gryffindor student.

After two hours with the blessing of the top student, John barely managed to pile up the alchemy theory.

The academic master's time passed, and he put down the pile of books and rubbed his sore eyes.

"It's still too difficult to rely on these theories."

In front of him were "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes" and "A Simple Alchemy".

These are the most basic things, and they can make people’s heads spin.

But thanks to this, John can start practicing alchemy.

According to the records in "The Science of Fairy Casting", magic text plus alchemy equals fairy casting.

Although the formula is simple, it requires thousands of 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."

After walking back and forth in front of the huge tapestry three times, a wooden door appeared on the blank wall.

Open the door and go in. Inside is a place with many cauldrons.

There are also many empty bottles on the shelves on the wall, some with materials for magical creatures.

John moved his fingers, it seemed that he needed to add some information.

Just like refining wands, magical creatures are valuable in the hands of wizards.

With John's family's financial resources, he couldn't afford it, but there was a big materials dealer around him who could just borrow it.

…

the next day.

"Here you go, John what do you want a Blast-Ended Skrewt butt for?"

In Hagrid's hut, as a gamekeeper, Hagrid dealt with magical creatures every day, and the materials he had saved over the years were priceless.

But Hagrid didn't seem to realize this, sitting on a mountain of treasure without even realizing it.

John is one of the few students who has a good relationship with Hagrid, and he also has a friendship with him when he broke into Aragog's lair.

After hearing that John wanted materials, he immediately collected a lot of them.

Taking the material, John almost fell down.

Despite how easy it was for Hagrid to hold it, the pile of things was actually very heavy.

The Blast-tailed Skrewt is a magical creature bred at Hogwarts, possibly a cross between a manticore and a fire crab.

In other words, Hagrid could take out a basketful of buttocks at one time, and John was going to use them as materials for his first alchemy.

"I'm studying alchemy Hagrid, after all who can know these things better than you."

Hagrid was very happy to hear this, and John declined his offer of rock biscuits.

Holding baskets of snail butts, John trudged back to the Room of Requirement to start his own refining.

For this reason, he could be said to have forgotten all about food and sleep, and even missed dinner.

When John came out of the Room of Requirement, there was some black ash on his nose.

Just as he was about to return, he passed the fifth floor.

Stopping, John saw that the door where the mirror was placed was ajar.

He knew it was Harry in there.

"He's still obsessed." With a sigh, John changed his mind about going back to the dormitory and headed towards the room on the left.

As he approached the door, John heard voices talking inside.

Could it be Ron? Yesterday Harry showed Ron a mirror.

Casting a disillusionment spell on himself, John seemed to disappear in the darkness.