Dressed as a Hogwarts portrait

The three-headed giant snake raised its head proudly. Look, its noble birth has been recognized and other portraits are jealous.That fat Gryffindor common room guard, what's so amazing, its scales, the flames behind it, every stroke of paint in its frame, that was painted by the Duke of Slytherin himself, what do you know !

All the portraits bared their teeth and despised the giant snake slowly swimming from the frame on the second floor, very, very "flattering" (Heracles was respectful and fearful, but they were too color-eyed) and hissed from their throats Hissing voice: [Honorable Lord Slytherin, master who created me...]

After Ling Cha was taken aback, he suddenly smiled, and said the same way:

[That title belongs to Aerys, Hercules, change it for your safety. ]

The three-headed giant snake shrank its head in fear, and began to hang its head in dejection again. Yes, it was just a painting, and it didn't even have the qualifications to call the Duke of Slytherin its master. Thinking of the basilisk, it couldn't help but tremble.

[Master Duke, there is something interesting...]

"Gre... Your Excellency the Duke, there is a mirror in an empty classroom on the fourth floor..."

White looked puzzled at the three-headed giant snake that was glaring at him angrily. The roaring shadow seemed to come to bite him into pieces. He couldn't understand the language of the snake, so he naturally didn't know that he had robbed Hercules of the great opportunity to "present the treasure". .

Thinking of the boy who held up the camera and kept saying that he had won some kind of smile award from the Witch Weekly when he saw a photo of himself smiling, he frowned all of a sudden.

"Mirror of Erised?"

"That's right!" The old man with the parrot hurried over, he didn't even care about the crow's croaking like the parrot in his hand, "I saw that I lived in the castle and was admired by the students!"

The old man held his head up, and his expression was extremely smug.

"I saw that I had a body to fight with White, and cut off White's head and held it in my hand... Ah——White, please remember!" All the portraits looked to the left, and the head was thrown by the knight five times Portrait, falling in a herd of wandering elk paintings.The elk looked at the rolling head curiously, approached it cautiously, found no danger, then tentatively lowered their heads and touched it with their horns. Well, it rolled even harder, and immediately the elk excitedly fiddled with it with their hooves. Alien.

"Ah—you bloody low-intelligence idiots—"

All portraits shrug when this outraged cry is absent.

The portrait of the noble girl holding the silver long-haired cat quietly raised her head to glance at Ling Cha, then quickly lowered her head, knowing what she saw in the mirror without asking.

"Suzanne, as you go...the Fat Lady saw her defeat the Sorting Hat and sing at the opening ceremony, so I thought it must be the Mirror of Erised that was so rumored after Harry defeated Voldemort in his first grade. "The old man with the parrot said happily.

"It seems that it wasn't there before..."

"The headmaster put it in." All the portraits betrayed the white wizard in unison.

The portrait is the private property of Hogwarts, which belongs to the founder.

Walking all the way up to the fourth floor, all the portraits in the hallway followed the portraits in the hall after bowing and saluting. In the abandoned classroom, there were only blank picture frames hanging there quietly.

The mirror is on the other side of the wall. It is very tall and reaches from the floor to the ceiling. This kind of mirror is dazzling even without any decoration. What's more, it has a gorgeous golden frame, four edges are claw-shaped decorations, and the top is engraved with a beautiful Inscription: Ensedstraehruaytcafru Oytonwohsi.

In reverse order, letter by letter gaze—

"I show not your fact..."

It is not your face that I show, but the desire of your heart.

Ling Cha didn't approach, this kind of doubt came suddenly and empty, he knew that only the happiest people would see himself in the mirror, although he didn't have any wishes, but obviously he didn't have this kind of feeling of being satisfied with everything, the Mirror of Erised came from a certain On the one hand, it is a terrible thing. It always tears away all disguises and makes people discover terrible things that they didn't realize.

The mirror is cold, not very clear reflection of the empty classroom.

Maybe he'll see Godric, maybe Helga, the four of them sitting together at a tea party, maybe Mia will be next to him, looking at herself with a look of pure innocence that a father never gets past eyes and attachment.

Or you can take a look, just like Harry, at least he finally saw the faces of his parents, and Ling Cha almost forgot the faces and smiles of the three of them, when they were all young and had nothing...

His face was clearly reflected on the mirror, with a 15-year-old face, an elegant and reserved smile, long black hair scattered on his shoulders, unlike ordinary people who are always a little weird about their appearance, this face, Mr. Ling Cha He could see it every day, but he was a little surprised for a moment. He always thought that what he saw in the mirror would be after the age of 28. He didn't like to maintain himself in this appearance, but he didn't know why, obviously Salazar liked it, and he insisted on drawing their 15-year-old appearance in the portraits. Lingcha had never thought about this difference carefully.

The figure in the Mirror of Erised seems to see the person outside the mirror, no longer the kind of calm and elegant smile, with genuine joy, stretching out his hand, as if to touch Ling Cha outside the mirror——

only myself?Why is it only me in the mirror?

Ling Cha stretched out his hand unconsciously, following himself in the mirror, and pressed the palm of his hand to the same place, fingertips, joints, and wrists, all fitting together, and the coldness of the mirror came from under the skin, causing Ling Cha to turn back abruptly. Come on.

He put down his hand in disbelief, the person in the mirror seemed to be stunned for a moment, his fingers scratched in vain, his eyes were full of regret and nostalgia, without a smile, he stared deeply at Ling Cha.

No, what he saw was not himself.

Ling Cha took a step back in a daze, the exact same appearance seemed to pierce his heart.

What he saw in the mirror was Salazar, and...

He couldn't make a sound, but just backed away. Soon, the mirror was blank again, and the abandoned classroom hung with cobwebs was still dead silent, but Ling Cha seemed to have heard some terrible spell, and his face was pale.

Not a lost friend, not Mia, not a father who has never met, not even the ordinary relatives and life in the vague memory, but——Salazar looking at him with such an expression?Was this the answer that the Mirror of Erised gave him?

something is wrong...

Contrary to the pressure of emotional disorder and out-of-control is the still calm will, and asked him very clearly: "Why do you all maintain the most unwanted 15-year-old appearance after resurrection?"

"Why did Salazar insist on painting his 15-year-old self in the Horcrux painting?"

"No, that painting was made for you."

"The hope you see in the mirror is the same as him."

When he woke up today, the scene of the two of them being entangled in everything suddenly hit his mind, and it went blank, and these thoughts that he had never thought about spread frighteningly.And Salazar's every move, every expression and manner, those whispers, fingertips, wrists... Ling Cha can recall everything without any hindrance, including the subtle changes in emotions and every part of the body - how could he I don't know if I don't understand, because that is another self!

Fortunately, he is not standing in front of the mirror now, otherwise.

Ling Cha's expression froze, and there was already a hint of sternness in his eyes.

——Don't trust anyone, don't give anyone a chance to understand yourself.Even if it is a mirror, it is not qualified to know what is thinking in his heart.If he really saw that weird desire, no matter how precious this mirror is, he would make it disappear completely.

The pale and livid face could not be calmed down, Ling Cha's slight panting broke the dead silence.

He lowered his head and looked at the slender and white fingers.

——It turns out that they are really one person, even the secret emotions are exactly the same. They don't like their 15-year-old self, but yearn for their 15-year-old counterpart. They want to bear all the disasters independently without telling each other, and yearn for another self .

Salazar, do you know about this?