Hogwarts time travel

On a peaceful night in Hogwarts, the castle fell into silence. Dumbledore was reading a book in the headmaster's room, the fireplace was burning silently, and the portraits on the wall were all asleep.

Everything was so calm, but the calm was soon broken.

A portrait on the wall - a female headmaster opened her eyes and looked at Dumbledore in the seat.

"Harry entered the Restricted Section."

"As expected." Dumbledore smiled, and closed the book in his hand. The name on the cover was "A Brief History of World War II".

Another portrait opened on the wall, and it was Phineas Nigellus, the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts.

"Reckless and stupid Gryffindor, recklessly breaking into the restricted area, this will kill him..."

"Calm down, Phineas." Dumbledore put on his purple robe slowly, "You know, I hide the most dangerous ones in the deepest place, and no one will find them."

"If only someone had done this sooner." The Slytherin headmaster glanced sideways.

"No one thinks of that." Voldemort's headmaster during his school days, Armando Dippet, said with a cold face.

Dumbledore ignored their daily confrontation and said to the headmistress on the wall:

"Daily, thank you for your hard work."

"It's right to do things for the current principal." The female principal smiled, turned and left the portrait.

"You really took great pains, Albus." Phineas still taunted Dumbledore during the interval between fighting with Armando.

"No matter how good a small tree is, it needs constant care from the tree planter." Dumbledore smiled casually, and left the principal's office, leaving only a group of principals quarreling noisyly.

Dumbledore soon arrived at the library. The library was deep and dark in the middle of the night, like a big mouth leading directly to the abyss.

"Ah——bang!" A sharp, high-pitched, deafening scream suddenly sounded in the library, and then there was the sound of objects falling to the ground.

A figure ran quickly beside Dumbledore, it was Filch.

What a conscientious administrator.The invisible Dumbledore smiled as Harry passed under Filch's outstretched arms and sprinted down the corridor.

Dumbledore followed slowly, hanging far behind Harry.

On the way Dumbledore saw Snape and McGonagall again, and they often patrolled in the middle of the night because of the recent attacks, which was also the duty of the professors.

"Two professors, just now I found someone in the restricted section." Filch raised the broken oil lamp in his hand and looked at the two professors expectantly.

"Restricted section?" Snape frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, "Then they can't go far, and we can definitely catch them!"

"Yes!" Filch nodded excitedly, and hurried away.

When Filch walked away, Snape and McGonagall, who had stopped in place, also walked towards the corner.

At the corner, Dumbledore appeared, smiling as he watched the two professors he trusted most approaching him.

"It's Harry?" McGonagall guessed right away, but asked anyway.

Dumbledore nodded: "It's just hard work, Argus."

"It's not good for him to indulge him like this." Snape said coldly, still with the indifferent expression of being owed money.

"Gryffindor cannot be kept in a cage." Dumbledore laughed. "All we can do is escort him until they grow up, that's all."

On the other side, Harry had no idea that he was being surrounded by two professors and a headmaster. He was just shocked by the huge monster he found in this room.

It was a rather imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame, a base formed by two claw-shaped feet, and a line of writing on the top that Harry didn't understand.

If Luo Ya was here, he would be able to see it. These are all magic words translated by magic lines. Although he can't understand the content, it doesn't prevent him from knowing what it is, because magic lines are powerful in magic vision. The light can't hide itself at all.

Harry walked over slowly, and he was shocked to find other people appeared in the mirror!

When he turned his head, there was no one behind him. He looked in the mirror again, and the figure in the mirror became clearer and gradually formed a complete image.

The person in the mirror is a very beautiful woman, she has dark red hair, her eyes are green like Harry's, and the woman is crying silently, as if she is very sad.

Harry somehow became sad too.

Standing behind the woman was a tall and thin man, wearing glasses, with disheveled hair and a bunch of hair standing stubbornly on the back of his head, exactly like Harry.

Are they my parents?

Harry's heart was beating wildly, and he slowly approached the mirror, calling softly.

Other people in the mirror gradually became clear. They all had the same green eyes as Harry, and one of the old men had the same bumpy knees (?)

Harry watched all this quietly, they are my family, he thought.

Harry was immersed in deep joy and sadness, and the door behind him opened silently, and three invisible people walked in.

"This mirror... can you really see the dead?" Snape looked a little strange, his eyes fixed on the mirror.

"No." Dumbledore shook his head, "It can only make you see your desires, and then make you addicted, die in front of the mirror, and be pulled into an endless illusion."

"When I found it, there were many bones in front of its mirror, and that was the final fate of those who were addicted to it."

Snape took his eyes back from the mirror with difficulty, and his eyes returned to the original deep darkness, the same color as a black hole.

"There is no benefit in using Occlumency for a long time, why not just take out the memory?" Mag knew the inside story and sighed.

"No, thank you." Snape's expression became more rigid, "I'll go back first."

When Snape left the room, McGonagall sighed again: "No one can see into his heart, can he really be trusted like this? Albus?"

"Yes, he can." Dumbledore looked at Harry Potter sitting in front of the magic mirror with a smile, "You can always trust him."

"It's time for us to put Harry back to bed. If you don't sleep well, you won't be able to play tomorrow."

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"You should have woken me up." Ron showed a painful expression. He wanted to go to such a miraculous experience.

"I can't wake you up, you're in such a deep sleep," Harry explained, "I'm going tonight, and I want you to look in that mirror."

"I want to see your parents." Ron said eagerly.

"Yes, I also want to see your parents and relatives."

"You'll see them all the time," said Ron. "Come over to my house this summer and I'll introduce you to them."

"Speaking of which, we haven't found Nicole Flamel yet. The list of books Hermione gave is too much to read."

Harry was in a daze, and he didn't hear what Ron said later.