[HP] Guardian

After the holiday, Hermione went home alone, and Harry and Ron stayed at school for fun.Finally, when it was Christmas, Harry got up early in the morning to collect his presents.

"Merry Christmas, it's too early for you, isn't it?" Ron said sleepily, leaning against the bedpost, gasping.

"There are presents for you, Merry Christmas" Harry grinned like a child.

"So you thought you'd get any cabbages?" Ron turned to his own pile of parcels, which was much larger than Harry's.

"Look! A flute from Hagrid, oh! A fiftypence piece from Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia" Ron was particularly fond of Muggle money, and Harry gave him the fiftypence.

"I think I know who sent this." Ron blushed slightly at a familiar package, pointing to the big bulging paper package. "It's my mother. I said to her, you think you won't accept it." As for presents... oh, crap, she knitted you a sweater like the Weasleys do.” Harry tore open the paper packet and saw a thick bright green hand-knitted sweater and a large box of homemade Fudge.

"Your mother is so kind," Harry praised sincerely.

Harry unwrapped the next one, Mrs. Leva's biscuits, and then Hermione's big box of chocolates.

The last one is his coveted invisibility cloak.He took Dumbledore's note and suggested to Ron to take an adventure in the corridor on the fourth floor, and Ron readily agreed.

With the Weasleys this Christmas, Harry was having a blast, the kind of frenzy he hadn't enjoyed in years with his old arms and legs.It's great, it's great to have you here, Harry looked at the smiling faces in the snow, and sighed sincerely.

In the evening, Harry took the Invisibility Cloak and winked at Ron, and the two slipped out of the dormitory amidst the fat lady's hoarse questioning voice.

"I'm too full, diaphragm!" Ron complained under the invisibility cloak, covering his mouth.

"Keep your voice down..." Harry dragged Ron into the end of the corridor on the fourth floor without a sound.

"Oh! The door is locked." Harry patted Ron's arm to signal him to come.

"Alahoo hole!" Ron expressed his amazement at his spell, and exclaimed, brother.Waiting for something more amazing, Harry licked his upper molars and grinned secretly. He opened the door steadily with his hand, saw Ron's face gradually turn green, and smiled unkindly.

The three-headed dog apparently woke up when it heard the noise. It raised its three heads and six eyes to look back and forth, looked at the empty room strangely, and sniffed the smell with its nose, huh?It came at them with a sudden growl, and Harry calmly slammed the door in its face, pulled the frightened Ron around and ran away.

"Then...then...what's that?" The two of them had already emerged from their invisibility cloaks after running all the way, and they were clinging to the corridor on the third floor, gasping for breath.

"Oh! Wandering around in the middle of the night. Tsk, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty, you're going to be arrested" Suddenly a scream came from the wall, it was Peeves.

"I know you won't say it, because we're going to find the bloody Barrow." For a moment when Peeves was stupefied, Harry pulled Ron and ran away. Peeves realized that he had been tricked and was shocked. scream.

"Students don't sleep! Students don't sleep! In the corridor of the defense class." Harry immediately put the invisibility cloak on Ron and himself, trotted all the way down from the third floor to the second floor, hiss...Snape!He pulled Ron against the wall and covered his mouth.Fortunately, Peeves attracted attention upstairs, and Snape walked up the stairs, and the two escaped unharmed.

Harry panted heavily and glanced at the door not far away. Now he was going to find the Mirror of Erised. He dragged Ron, whose brain was hypoxic, into the abandoned classroom. He and Ron leaned against each other. After resting at the door, after confirming that there was no movement outside, he walked towards the magic mirror.

Seeing the magic mirror again, he is not as excited as before. He has long known that the life in the mirror is illusory, which can no longer satisfy his wish. Now that he has this opportunity, he can try to realize it.He touched Sirius' hand in the mirror, and smiled nostalgicly at him, he had a home, those who passed away were still there, even Snape's indifferent figure made him very warm.

"Oh! What's that? I'm President of the Student Council! I'm wearing Bill's old badge... and holding the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup... and I'm the captain of the Quidditch team, does he portend the future? "Ron had enough rest and finally returned to his soul. He watched Harry smirking in the mirror, walked over, and was surprised to find that he got everything he wanted.

"I don't know, but what I saw was my family, they are still..." He told Ron what he had seen, and he knew that Dumbledore was hiding not far away.

"Meow!" There was a scratching sound outside the door, and Harry quickly covered the two of them with the Invisibility Cloak, and Mrs. Norris came in from the door.Harry knew that the Invisibility Cloak had little effect on sensitive animals, and when Mrs. Norris turned to look for Falch, he hurriedly dragged Ron away.

The experience of the night made Ron go up and down like a roller coaster. When he returned to the dormitory and fell unconscious next to the bed, Harry lamented how lucky he was to be able to eat and sleep.

In the next few nights, he went to the Mirror of Erised to meditate every day, waiting for Dumbledore's arrival.

"So...you're here again, Harry" Harry breathed out, thinking that if you don't make a sound, I'll leave, and lifted the cloak from his head.

"Sorry Professor, I..." Harry got up from the ground and continued to pretend to be a good boy, biting his lip and feeling a little sad to be caught by the professor.

"So...you, like hundreds of others before you, have discovered the joys of the Mirror of Erised," he said, stepping forward to stand beside Harry.

"Oh! He made me see my family..." Harry tilted his head and looked at Dumbledore, as if he wanted to hear his explanation.

"And made your friend Ron see himself as Head Boy... I don't need an invisibility cloak to be invisible. So, can you think about what the Mirror of Erised shows us all?" Ha Leigh shook his head.

"Let me explain. The happiest man in the world can use the Mirror of Erised as an ordinary mirror, that is, what he sees in the mirror is his own image. Do you understand something?" Dumbledore Lido looked at him with a gentle smile.

"The mirror makes us see what we want...whatever we want..." Harry looked at the mirror again as if thinking.

"That's right, and that's not true," said Dumbledore softly. "It allows us to see only the deepest and most intense desires in our hearts. You have never met your family, so you see them standing in front of you." All around you. Ron Weasley was always dwarfed by his older brothers, so he saw himself standing alone, the best of them all. Yet this mirror can neither teach nor tell We are the truth. People spend their days in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and even driven crazy because they don't know if everything in the mirror is real and possible. Tomorrow the mirror will move to a new It's out of place, Harry, and I beg you not to look for it again. If you happen to see it someday, be prepared. It's no use dwelling on vain dreams and forgetting real life. Don't forget. Well, why don't you put on that wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to sleep?" Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder and told him to go back.

"Well...Professor, may I ask what you saw?" Harry opened his innocent green eyes with the pure curiosity of a child.

"I... I saw myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks. There are never enough socks. Christmas comes and goes, and I don't get a pair of socks. People insist on sending me books" Dumbledore turned to look at Looking at the mirror, the emotion hidden in his eyes was something he didn't understand back then.Are you missing the untouchable past?Dumbledore you see your sister?Or someone you can't let go of and dare not think about?I won't let myself follow in your footsteps, I'll stick to you I swear.

Having cooperated with what Dumbledore needed to tell him, he stopped going out and wandering around. It was not until Hermione came back that Harry and Ron told her what happened during the holiday, and Harry specifically told them that Hagrid went to the vault after school About fetching things, because there was no attack by the three-headed dog, Hermione was not sure about Snape's purpose, but she was worried about Snape's attempt to harm Harry, so when she heard that the Quidditch Chisnape was very worried about being a referee.

"Don't take part in the competition," Hermione said immediately, for the honor of the house and the safety of friends, which of course was the latter.

"Just say you're sick," "Pretend to break your leg," "Really break your leg." Facing the two friends who came up with bad ideas in turn, Harry held his chin and smiled helplessly without saying a word.

"You can still laugh." Hermione rolled her eyes speechlessly, and just as she was about to discuss the seriousness with Harry, Neville fell headlong into the common room.No one could guess how he got out of the portrait hole, because his legs were glued together tightly.Harry and the others could tell at a glance that the leg-locking spell had been applied.He must have hopped up the stairs and into Gryffindor Castle like a rabbit.Hermione saw it and hurried forward to undo the curse on Neville, and Neville's legs separated suddenly.He stood up, trembling.

He was teased by Malfoy again, and Hermione asked him to go to McGonagall, but Neville disagreed, and Harry comforted him and gave him a piece of chocolate.

"You are not timid. You are stronger than twelve Malfoys. The Sorting Hat chose you into Gryffindor, didn't you?" Harry sighed sincerely. It was Neville who pulled out his sword and killed Nagini , he is a warrior recognized by Gryffindor.

"Thank you. Harry...I want to go to bed...Do you want a card? Are you the one who collects cards?" After Neville left, Harry threw the card to Hermione, pointed to the text on the back of the card, and Hermione Min jumped into the air and ran upstairs to fetch a large old book and explain the Philosopher's Stone to them.

"That big dog must be guarding Flamel's Philosopher's Stone! I bet Flamel asked Dumbledore to keep it for him because they were friends and he knew someone was up to the Philosopher's Stone. That's why he put it in The Sorcerer's Stone has been transferred from Gringotts." Hermione wasn't sure who was going to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, but she expressed serious doubts about Snape, and Ron had already confirmed it in his heart, only Malfoy and Snape were the best in the whole school. bad.

So on the afternoon of the Quidditch match, Hermione and Ron were ready to strike with their wands, but Harry was relieved because Dumbledore was here.

"I've never seen Snape look so gloomy," Ron murmured to Hermione, making sure that because of Dumbledore's arrival, Snape couldn't hurt Harry any more.As for having Snape as the referee, Malfoy became arrogant. He deliberately provoked Gryffindor, but was beaten by the unbearable Ron. For a while, several people rolled together in chaos.

"Come on, Harry!" shrieked Hermione, jumping on her seat and watching Harry make a beeline for Snape.She was too excited to notice that Malfoy and Ron were rolling into a ball under her seat, or that Neville, Crabbe and Goyle were wrestling, fisting and screaming in pain.

In the air, just as Snape started his broomstick, he saw a golden object "swoosh" past his ear, only a few inches away from him, and Harry, who followed him, was getting closer and closer. The green was reflected in his black eyes, and at this moment everything was still, the green barely stopped beside him, and then it seemed that a wind brushed his black hair.

The stands are boiling!It will be a new record, no one can remember a game where the Snitch was caught so quickly "Ron, Ron! Where did you end the game! Harry won! We won! Gran Fendor is ahead!" shrieked Hermione, jumping around on her chair and hugging Patil in the front row.

"Are you all right, Professor?" Harry looked sideways at Snape with a pale face. He knew that Snape didn't like Quidditch, so he wanted to end it as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to scare people. He stretched out his hand and thought He went to help Snape, but was avoided by the other party. He looked at the fear and loathing hidden in Snape's eyes in shock, pursed his lips and fell from the air first.Then Snape fell from the sky with a very ugly face, and then left without looking back.

"Well done" Dumbledore put his hand on Harry's shoulder, in a voice so soft that only he could hear "It's good to see you're not thinking about that magic mirror all day... living life to the fullest... Great..." Dumbledore...is this the life you want me to live?Harry looked at the black clothes that were fading away, the life built on another person's pain and even life, he clenched his hands tightly, with unknown grievances, anger, and maybe other things in his heart... The cheers and noises around seemed to be Let him go back to when he was still the headmaster at Hogwarts, the cold loneliness finally left him alone...

At night, he stayed alone outside the broom shed for a long time, until he saw the black figure again, he still chose to follow, he was worried about Snape, he changed some things more or less, afraid of what Gryffindor said One change of fate, time and space will fill in another, he let Snape avoid the bite of the three-headed dog, will something else happen, after all, Quirrell still has an unpredictable Voldemort on the back of his head .

He rode a broom and followed Snape, and landed quietly on a tree. After watching him return to the castle safely after threatening Quirrell, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the dormitory.

"Harry, where have you been?" Hermione and Ron were waiting for him outside the dormitory. They were so excited that they dragged Harry back to the celebration party.

"Don't worry about that, let's find an empty room, you listen to me tell you..." Harry pulled them to find an empty room, and only spoke to them after making sure it was safe.

"Just now I saw Professor Snape went to the Forbidden Forest alone. He went to see Quirrell. Listen to me, it was Quirrell who was looking for the Philosopher's Stone. Someone instructed him to steal it, and Professor Snape found out He, the professor is spying on his master" He couldn't say anything wrong about Snape, he couldn't speak.As early as the moment Snape's life stopped, the man's grievances with his parents had ended; and his self-righteous hatred, when he gave his memory to himself, turned into a kindness that could not be repaid.How could he hurt and use this man again?he can't...

"How is that possible! Did Snape say it on purpose? Don't believe he wants to kill you, Harry!" Hermione yelled. Quirrell is a soft persimmon. What if Snape used it to deliberately confuse them?

"No, Hermione, today... When I caught the Snitch next to Snape today, I can be sure that he didn't hurt me at all. He can't control a broom very well, let alone sit on a broom and cast spells." , and the last time Quidditch Quirrell sat behind him, think about it maybe things are not what you see at all." Harry's defense made Hermione and Ron disagree, and even felt that Snape was giving their friend a slap in the face. After taking the strange medicine, Harry exhaled. He couldn't reveal any more, and the deep sense of powerlessness made him look a little tired.

"The stone will be sent away at the end of the semester. Whoever wants it will definitely take the risk of stealing it." He couldn't convince the two of them, so he could only reply dryly.

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