Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

Harry wanted to find a book that looked interesting. Suddenly he saw a large black and silver book. The book was heavy and he wanted to pull it out.

"Don't, if you don't want to get caught" Anakin said, seemingly not even looking at Harry. His eyes were still focused on the books in his hands, as if he was the only one in the entire library. "This book screams, the kind that could wake up this school. And it won't stop for a short time."

Harry quickly stopped what he was doing and smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm just interested in this book."

Anakin finally looked away from the book and looked at Harry with a smile. "It doesn't matter, I understand. The books here are indeed fascinating. However, this book..." he pointed to the big book in his hand, "maybe not the field you should get involved in right now."

Harry was a little surprised, but he still put his hand down. He instead glimpsed a row of nondescript bookshelves nearby and decided to find some light reading to start with.

At the same time, Anakin was still studying books on alchemy. His brows wrinkled slightly, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, he raised his head, as if he had made a new discovery. "Harry, did you know? Nicolas Flamel was once a brilliant alchemist who was said to have created some amazing magical items. Unfortunately, I only found so much information."

"Anakin, how many times have you been here?" Harry was a little confused. "What have you studied?" He had an uneasy feeling.

"I don't remember how many times. I mainly learned how to defend myself in case I was hurt because I didn't have the ability." Anakin replied: "For example, the time when the troll was killed, I used the magic I learned in the forbidden book area to kill it. It's true. How did you learn the obstacle spell I taught you last time?"

Harry's face immediately wrinkled in pain. "It's okay. Although it can slow down the opponent and the opponent's spell, it has no effect of repelling it." Harry suddenly thought of something. "Anakin, you used dark magic last time...so every time you are in the restricted area..."

Anakin smiled slightly: "Yes, I did use black magic last time, and I don't deny that I usually come to the restricted area for black magic. Black magic is dangerous, but I don't think they are evil. Because It is the wizard who controls how magic is used, just like if you have a knife, you can decide whether to use it to hurt others or to cut food."

Harry frowned, worried. "Anakin, are you sure this is safe? I mean, we are at Hogwarts, and using dark magic is strictly against school rules." He looked around, afraid that someone would hear their conversation.

Anakin waved his hand and smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Harry, I understand. I just want to understand more about the possibilities of magic. The dark arts are called dark mainly because they are often used for evil purposes. But if we can By gaining insight into their principles, we may be able to better prevent and combat them.”

......

After a long time, Anakin and the others left the library. Anakin put a layer of Disillusionment Charm on himself, and Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak. The two walked through the school corridors with ease and grace, trying to avoid encountering the patrolling school administrator.

However, for some reason, Anakin and the others seemed lost. Suddenly, Anakin found what looked like an abandoned classroom, and they opened the door and walked in. Many tables and chairs were stacked against the wall, creating a large dark shadow.

In the center of the room, there was a huge and magnificent mirror, reaching the height of the ceiling, with a gorgeous golden frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet underneath. The frame is engraved with "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi". Anakin sighed, he didn't know why, even if he changed Harry to open the wrong book before, they still came here.

There was silence in the classroom, only the presence of the two wizards broke the silence. Anakin stared into the mirror, as if expecting to see something. Harry moved closer, staring curiously at the mysterious magical mirror. "What... is this!" Harry exclaimed.

"I'm not sure, but I have a guess." Anakin lifted the disillusionment spell. "Take off your invisibility cloak, there should be no one here.

Probably just one old bee.

"By the way, Harry, I'll give these back to you." Anakin took out ten gold galleons and handed them to Harry. "I got it recently. Thank you for lending me the money earlier."

"It's okay, Anakin, we're all friends, right?" Harry said nonchalantly. He slowly approached the mirror to get a closer look at his own image, Anakin stood behind, watching him. Harry took a few steps closer and stood in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, Harry covered his mouth with his hands and almost screamed. He turned around suddenly, as if looking for something.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Anakin asked. In fact, he wasn't worried at all. Harry is just seeing the image of his parents, there is no danger.

"Anakin, you...have you seen it? There seems to be someone in the mirror, a large group of people!" Harry said, with a look of horror on his face.

Of course, these are the deepest wishes in your heart, which is to have a family.

"Harry, I don't see anything." Anakin stood far away from the magic mirror in case it suddenly revealed Anakin's own wishes. He smiled lightly, trying to calm Harry's nerves.

Harry put down his hand with some disappointment, and his eyes fell on the mirror again. Harry stared at the mirror and moved closer to it: "Anakin, there is a woman waving to me inside. She seems...well...she seems to be my mother!"

Anakin originally wanted to point out that what the mirror showed was just an illusion, but he didn't want to break Harry's hopes and make him sad, so Anakin hesitated. He knew that what the magic mirror showed was not reality, but for Harry, this might be the only chance to meet the past.

Anakin sighed: "Maybe everyone sees something different? It's not necessarily that they are only willing to show it in front of you."

Harry was still staring into the mirror, as if immersed in his own dream. He said softly: "She kept waving to me, as if she wanted me to step into the mirror."

"Perhaps, this is just the scene you long for most." Anakin said cautiously, trying to plant a seed of peace in Harry's heart. He knows that illusions are often more deceptive than reality.

......

The next morning, the auditorium

"You should have woken me up," Ron said angrily. "Why did you only take Anakin with you."

"You can come tonight. I want to go. I want you to look at the mirror. Isn't it possible that you can see it? And Anakin was already in the restricted book area at that time."

"Okay, that makes sense, I want to see your parents too," Ron said eagerly.

"I also want to see your whole family, the Weasley family. You can point out your other brothers and all your relatives to me," Harry said.

"You can see them anytime," Ron said. "Come to our house this summer. But maybe only dead people will appear in the mirror. Alas, what a shame, we haven't found Flamel's information yet. You eat Order bacon or something, why don't you eat anything?"

"Harry, this mirror does not necessarily show the souls of people who care about you and are protecting you. They may not always be by your side, it's just that you can't see them." Anakin quickly rounded off Ron's words. Come back.