Exchange student at Hogwarts

Thinking of the excitement of the evening adventure, the three brothers were a little bit overwhelmed by the sumptuous Christmas dinner. After eating early, they returned to the dormitory and began to prepare for the evening adventure.

"We'd better go to the Room of Requirement first, and then one person will use the invisibility cloak to explore the path first. If there is no problem, the three of us will go out together." Zhang Chen proposed a more reliable plan, which was quickly unanimously agreed by everyone.

As the owner of the Invisibility Cloak, Harry hoped that he would use it for the first time, so he was granted the right to use it for the first time. Zhang Chen and Ron were waiting for the results of Harry's exploration in the Room of Requirement.

The library was dark and eerie. After Harry arrived, he quietly stretched out his hand from the invisibility cloak, lit a lamp he carried with him, and walked with it through the rows of bookshelves. The lamp looked like it was floating in mid-air, and even though Harry could feel himself holding it in his hand, the sight still made his skin stand on end.

area is at the back of the library. Harry carefully stepped over the rope that separated the books from the rest of the collection, held up the light, and read the titles.

However, he couldn't figure it out from the title. The peeling, faded gilt letters spelled out words that Harry couldn't understand. Some books have no titles at all. There was a dark stain on one of the books. It looked like blood stains and looked very scary. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck stood up. He felt that there were waves of vague whispers coming from the books, as if those books knew that there was a person who shouldn't be there who was there. Maybe it was his imagination, maybe not.

He had to start somewhere. He placed the lamp carefully on the floor and looked along the bottom of the bookshelf, looking for a book that looked interesting. Suddenly he saw a large black and silver book. The book was heavy, so he pulled it out with difficulty, placed it on his knees, and let it open on its own.

A shrill, blood-curdling scream pierced the silent night sky, and the book was screaming. Harry closed it suddenly, but the scream still didn't stop. It was a high-pitched, continuous sound. , deafening tone. He staggered back a few steps, and the lamp was knocked over and immediately went out. In panic, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside. He quickly inserted the screaming book back into the bookshelf and ran away. Almost at the door of the library, Harry passed Filch, and Filch's pale, furious eyes looked right through him. Harry slipped under Filch's outstretched arms and bolted down the corridor, the scream of the book still ringing in his ears.

In a panic, Harry walked into a classroom that seemed to have been abandoned a long time ago. Tables and chairs were piled up against the wall in a mess. In the middle of the classroom, there was a very majestic mirror that reached to the ceiling. It was a gorgeous golden mirror. The frame is supported by two claw-shaped feet at the bottom. A line of words is engraved on the top: "Eristrae Hruait Ubika Fruait on Voges".

Harry's nervousness relaxed. He slowly approached the mirror to take a look at his own image, but the mirror was empty. He took a few steps closer and stood in front of the mirror.

He had to cover his mouth with his hands to keep from screaming. He turned sharply. His heart was beating crazier than when the book was screaming just now, because he not only saw himself in the mirror, but also saw a lot of people standing behind him.

But there is no one in the room. He panted sharply and slowly turned to look in the mirror. Yes, there was him in the mirror, his face pale and frightened. At the same time, there were at least a dozen people standing behind him in the mirror. Harry turned his head and looked back, but there was still no one there.

In the mirror, a woman standing behind him was smiling and waving to him. Harry reached out and groped behind him. If the woman really existed, Harry should be able to touch her. They were so close in the mirror, but all Harry touched was air. The woman and the others only existed in the mirror.

She was a very beautiful woman, with dark red hair, and her eyes, her eyes looked just like mine, Harry thought. Then he noticed that she was crying. She was smiling and crying at the same time. The tall, thin man with dark hair standing next to her put his arms around her. The man wore glasses and had disheveled hair, with a bunch of hair on the back of his head sticking up disobediently, just like Harry's. Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was almost touching his own nose in the mirror.

"Mom," he suddenly realized who was in the mirror, and whispered, "Dad."

They all looked at him and smiled kindly. Harry slowly looked at the other faces in the mirror one by one and found that they all had the same green eyes and noses as him. A little old man even had the same uneven knees as Harry. Harry was looking at Looking at his family for the first time in his life.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry.He stared at them hungrily, pressing his hands against the mirror glass as if he wished he could swoop in and be with them.He felt a sharp pain in his heart, half from joy, half from deep sorrow.

How long he stood there, he did not know. The image in the mirror never faded away. He looked and looked and couldn't get enough of it. It wasn't until some sounds from a distance made him regain his senses. He couldn't stay here, he had to go back. He reluctantly looked away from his mother's face, whispered, "I'll come again," and hurriedly left the room.

Soon, Harry returned to the Room of Requirement and recounted what happened to Zhang Chen and Ron, especially the magical mirror.

"Oh my god, this is a magical mirror. I also want to see your family." Ron jumped up excitedly, but Zhang Chen didn't say anything, but he also wanted to try what he could do in the Mirror of Erised. What picture do you see.

Without saying anything else, the three of them put on their invisibility cloaks and followed Harry towards the magical room. The three people walked much slower under the invisibility cloak. They wanted to find the path Harry took out of the library, but they wandered in the dark corridors for more than an hour and couldn't find it.

"I'm freezing," Ron said. "We're not looking for anything anymore. Let's go back." "No," Harry said hoarsely, "I know it's somewhere nearby." They met a man wandering from the opposite side. The tall wizard's ghost passed by, but no one else was seen. Just as Ron started grunting that his feet were freezing, Harry saw the suit of armor.

"This is it." They pushed open the door. Harry took the Invisibility Cloak off his shoulders and flew to the mirror. They were still there. His mother and father beamed with joy when they saw him.

"Why can't we see anything?" Zhang Chen and Ron said in unison.

"Look, look, they are all here, there are a lot of people."

"I can only see you." Ron said depressedly.

"Come here, stand in my position and take a good look." Harry stepped aside, but as soon as Ron stood in front of the mirror, Harry could no longer see his family. He only saw Ron standing in his ribbed tweed pajamas. over there.

Ron stared at himself in the mirror, dumbfounded. "Look at me, me, me, me..." Ron began to stutter.

"Can you see your family gathered around you?" Harry asked.

"No, it's just me, but it's different from now. I seem to be older. I'm also the president of the Boys' Student Union."

"what"

"I, I'm wearing Percy's old badge, and I'm holding the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup in my hand. I'm also the captain of the Quidditch team." Ron finally managed to look away from this A glorious sight, looking at Harry with excitement. "Tell me, does this mirror predict the future?"

"How is it possible that everyone in my family is dead? What kind of mirror is this? Get out of the way and let Zhang take a look." Harry was also a little puzzled.

Ron gave up his position as instructed, and Zhang Chen slowly walked to the center of the mirror. He knew that the Mirror of Erised could witness the things people longed for most, and he also wanted to see what his heart longed for, which was ascension. Becoming an immortal is going back to the past

Zhang Chen stood alone in the mirror, surrounded by a translucent blue lotus. Zhang Chen suddenly realized that the mental protection of the Green Lotus Sword Code is really strong. Even the Mirror of Erised cannot read my heart. desire.

Zhang Chen slowly relaxed his mind and took off the guard of Qinglian Sword Code. The lotus in the mirror slowly faded, and the image of his family in his previous life slowly emerged in the mirror. Those parents who devoted all their efforts to his studies, those weird and charming parents. The cute little sister who had been attached to him since childhood, these figures that had gradually faded away in his mind, were so clearly displayed in the mirror. His parents in the mirror were smiling and whispering in his ears, as if they were asking him if he was busy with work. He was already young and it was time to start a family. He should lower his demands appropriately. It would be too late to have children in a few years. My sister still has a lively and lovely character, raising her hands as if to say, brother, the college entrance examination is over, I am admitted to college, and I will go to Shanghai to play with you during the summer vacation in school with you. You have to take me to Disneyland. This is your morning. Just agree to it, but you can't cheat on it.

Zhang Chen shed tears silently, reluctant to blink, desperately trying to engrav their figures in his mind, blood, and heart. He recalled his ecstasy when he first learned that there was a path to spiritual practice in this world. He recalled his sleepless practice journey after going up the mountain and barely slept for two or three hours a day. He recalled the obsession that was deeply rooted in his heart and could not be dispelled. "I want to go back, I want to go back, I want to go back~~~~~" Zhang Chen screamed in his heart, "I don't want to be free in the mortal world, I don't want to ascend to immortality, I don't want to live forever, I just want to go back to where I came from." Uncontrollable tears surged into rivers, and Harry and Ron were at a loss for a moment. They didn't know what Zhang Chen saw, and they didn't know how to comfort him.

After a while, Zhang Chen calmed down his inner emotions, slowly stepped aside, squatted gently on the ground, wiped away his tears, and said to them with a smile: "I also saw my family. It's great. Thank you." Harry"

Harry felt the same and shed sad tears. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at the group of people who were similar to him in some ways, feeling the resonance of the Potter family's blood.

After a while, the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door ended the trio's reluctant trip to the mirror. At Ron's suggestion, they put on their invisibility cloaks and quietly returned to the dormitory.

Throughout the next day, Harry and Zhang Chen looked like they were still in their thoughts, which made Ron very anxious. He kept looking for topics to talk to them, trying to bring back their souls.

"Do you want to play chess?" "No."

"Why don't we go down and see Hagrid?" "No... you can go..."

“It’s time to practice” “I don’t want to go today”

"I know what you are thinking. Don't go there tonight. This mirror is too evil." Zhang Chen felt a little upset when he heard Ron's advice. I also know that he is not real. He just reflects everyone. The thing that my heart desires most, but I really miss them so much, I can’t forget them, I want to remember them all the time.

At night, ignoring Ron's dissuasion, Harry and Zhang Chen walked to the room where the Mirror of Erised was located, wearing invisibility cloaks. As soon as the door opened, the two rushed to the mirror. "So, here you are again, Harry and Zhang."

Zhang Chen and Harry were startled. They felt their whole bodies suddenly become cold and staggered. They shivered and turned around to look back. They saw a tall figure sitting on the table at the end of the classroom. It was Dumbledore.

"So," said Dumbledore, sliding off the table and joining them on the floor, "you, like hundreds of others before you, have discovered the joys of the Mirror of Erised."

"I didn't know it was called that, sir." Harry stuttered.

"But I guess you know its magic by now."

"It, oh, makes us see our family," Zhang Chen and Harry said together

"You also made your friend Ron see himself becoming the President of the Student Union." Dumbledore smiled.

"how do you know"

"I don't have to have an invisibility cloak to be invisible." Dumbledore said gently, "Well, can you think about what the Mirror of Erised allowed us all to see?"

Harry shook his head and Zhang Chen remained silent.

"Let me explain. The happiest man in the world can use the Mirror of Erised as an ordinary mirror, which means that what he sees in the mirror is his own image. Do you understand something?"

Harry lowered his head, thinking quietly, and then he said slowly: "The mirror allows us to see what we want...no matter what we want."

"That's right and wrong," Dumbledore said gently to her. "It allows us to see only the deepest and strongest desires in our hearts. You and Zhang have never met your family, so See them standing around you. Ron Weasley had always been dwarfed by his brothers, so he saw himself standing alone, the best of them all. However, this mirror can teach us neither, Nor can it tell us the truth. People waste time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, even driven crazy, because they don't know whether what they see in the mirror is real and possible.

So tomorrow the mirror will be moved to a new place, and I ask you not to look for it again. If you happen to see it one day, be prepared. It is useless to indulge in illusory dreams and forget about real life. Remember this. Okay, now why don't you put on that amazing invisibility cloak and go back to sleep right away?"

"Professor Dumbledore, can I ask you a question?"

"It goes without saying that you did just that." Dumbledore smiled. "However, you can ask me one more question."

"What did you see when you looked in the magic mirror?"

"I saw myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks."

Harry's eyes widened.

"There are never enough socks," said Dumbledore. "Christmas has come and gone, and I haven't received a pair. People insist on sending me books."

"Then can I also ask a question?" Zhang Chen couldn't help but ask.

"One per person, it's fair, isn't it?" Dumbledore nodded and said with a smile.

"Is there any magic that can control time?" Zhang Chen stared at Dumbledore's glasses.

"You don't want to try to control it. I think I already answered you last time in my office. This is the realm of God. There are several ways for people to briefly experience a short period of time that has passed, but these methods There are very big restrictions," Dumbledore said seriously to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen and Harry put on the invisibility cloak and turned to walk towards the dormitory. At the end of the corridor, Zhang Chen turned around and looked at Dumbledore standing at the door, and said quietly in his heart, "So becoming a god can touch that Realm, right? Then, do you have any time you want to look back on, Principal Dumbledore?"