A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 56 The Mirror of Erised

Owen leaned against the door and squinted, watching as Harry pulled aside the curtain covering the huge thing in the room, revealing a very imposing mirror underneath.

The mirror has a gorgeous golden frame, and the smooth and straight mirror reflects the shimmering moonlight.Underneath the mirror is supported by two claw-shaped feet, with an inscription on the top: Erisstra ehruait ubikafruait on vorhes.

If you read this line upside down, it means: I am not showing your mirror image, but your inner desire.

"Mirror of Erised..." Owen muttered, looking down and playing with the wand in his hand.

There was no need for him to speculate that this mirror was definitely placed here on purpose by Dumbledore to lure Harry in on purpose.Not only did the magic mirror appear much earlier than in the original book, but even its placement changed. Maybe Dumbledore was confused by Harry's sorting situation and daily performance, and couldn't sit still and wanted to know him in advance.

In any case, the Mirror of Erised, which can reveal people's true inner desires, is definitely a good way to test a person.

"O...Owen, did you see it?" Harry's terrified voice came from in front of the mirror, with rapid panting, "There are a lot of people in the room!"

Owen squinted at the glass surface by the door, and could only see Harry alone.The little wizard who had been invisible by the illusion spell was reflected in the mirror, with a pale face covering his mouth, and a pair of green eyes scanning around in panic under the round glasses.

"Well, there are a lot of people." Owen laughed mischievously, "It seems that this room is full of invisible ghosts. They are all vengeful spirits who have died in Hogwarts for thousands of years, day after day. Hiji wandered alone and resentfully in the castle, and would be trapped in this room every night, waiting to cast himself into the net for the dead."

"They will strangle the little wizard who strayed into it to death, and then possess his body to live on his behalf. The scapegoat will become one of them, howling mournfully in pain and regret all day long..."

Amidst Owen's gloomy narration, Harry, who was already taken aback, let out an "ah" and ran out the door like a gust of wind before he had time to look carefully at the figure in the mirror, standing on the other side of the corridor to help He was panting heavily on his knees.

Owen smiled and narrowed his eyes in a good mood, then walked slowly into the room, stood in front of the mirror and took a look.

"...I really want to smash this thing." Looking at the scene in the mirror, Owen couldn't help grinding his teeth.

He saw himself smashing the damn fax machine to pieces and going back to his good sleep...

No matter how you look at it, it seems to be mocking him!

"Well, the Mirror of Erised reflects people's greatest desires at this moment, and I really just want to get that fax machine and sleep right now."

Owen rolled his eyes, paused after walking out of the room, then politely reached out and closed the door, and continued walking towards the auditorium.

Harry followed him in a trance, and after the two of them entered the small room on the side of the auditorium, he said belatedly, "Owen, are those really wraiths? Why do I feel... I don't think they look like .I mean, they all look a little like me, like...like my parents..."

"Maybe." Owen huddled lazily on a chair, resting his chin in one hand and said with a lack of interest.

"Huh?" Harry stared at him, and then he said hesitantly after a long time, "Are you scaring me just now?"

"Yeah, your expression at that time was really funny." Owen said casually.

Harry felt his fist harden, but he quickly ignored it: "You mean, I read it right, they might really be my family? They...they are here?"

"That mirror is obviously a magic item, and it probably can reflect your family." Owen turned out a copy of "Standard Spells, Level [-]" and looked at it by candlelight, and said calmly, "But it's just an illusion, don't Too serious."

Although Owen said so, Harry began to fidget.He stood up and walked back and forth in front of Owen, looking hesitant to speak.

"You can go if you want, it makes people dizzy here." Owen glanced at him.

"Okay, sorry, I'm sorry." Harry nodded impatiently, and as soon as he opened the door, he bumped into the silver-white figure rushing in from outside the door.

"Ouch..." The silver-white ghost directly passed through his body, making him shiver.

"Hey, baby Potter, do you like Peeves' loving hugs?" Peeves grinned, and the figure that was rushing forward turned back in an instant and slid into Harry's body. Get out, and make a squeaking sound.

"Enough, Peeves!" Harry shivered from the cold, stamping his feet resentfully.

Peeves rushed over making a grimace, and the enlarged funny face hit him on the forehead with a "bang", knocking him staggering, staring at him.

Peeves also flew more than a meter in mid-air, shook his head, and laughed loudly with his hands on his hips.

"Peves, what are you doing here?" Owen's head hurt from the noise.

"Peves found that fax machine!" Peeves let go of Harry in a blink of an eye, winked at Owen and said triumphantly, and excitedly did a backflip in mid-air.

"Where is it?" Owen closed the book in his hand with a "snap".

"Ha, let Peeves think about it. Peeves has collected more and more chalk stubs, and the kid's stupid tricks..." Peeves pretended to snap his fingers, a pair of malicious eyes The small eyes aimed hard at Owen.

"You should think about it clearly. Our original agreement was that you would bring me the fax machine." Owen said leisurely and gracefully, "If during this period of time, someone else has taken it first..."

"Peves can't move that thing!" Peeves jumped up like a ball, and yelled very reluctantly, "In the middle of the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, a little devil's head has already touched it!"

Owen took a serious look at the expression of the eyelid skin ghost, and felt that it didn't look like a fake, so he jumped up from the chair in an instant, and ran out with his suitcase.

"Peeves, you can't stop the students from the past, can you?"

Peeves' black eyes turned maliciously, and the desire to watch the show gained the upper hand: "Peves has already told you, haha, don't even try to order Peeves to do things! Peeves is a free ghost! "He smiled strangely to himself, thinking it would be more interesting to see Owen's discouraged expression after his failure.

"Aha, Peeves has an idea!" He flew out through the wall suddenly, yelling loudly in a broken voice: "There is a little devil out to go out at night! Hurry up and arrest people! The fax machine is in the vicinity On the right side of the building, come here quickly! Quack quack..."

The ear-piercing screams spread far and wide in the silent castle, as if the ground trembled faintly.Peeves' figure was out of sight through the ceiling, but the piercing voice was still faintly heard, accompanied by the tinkling of armor and statues being smashed.

At this moment, Peeves' chaotic and evil nature had the upper hand, and he was so mad that he couldn't care about anything at all.

"Huh, I knew it." Owen didn't expect Peeves to be reliable, he just walked up the stairs quickly.Harry thought he could help, and ran up with him, wand in hand.

Filch's angry shouts could be heard from afar, as well as whispers and rustling footsteps, all of which were approaching the right side of the fourth floor.

In the silent night, the sleeping castle seemed to be completely awakened.

(End of this chapter)