Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 194 Harry Who Was Addicted to the Magic Mirror

For the next period of time, after the curfew every night, a professor will patrol the castle for a period of time.

And Filch, who was almost driven crazy by the ubiquitous rooster feathers, had been cleaned five times, but he still saw them every so often.

Sometimes it's at the corner of the corridor, sometimes it's next to the door frame...it can't be cleaned at all.

Because of this, Filch became even more irritable. Everyone looked vicious, even if they just spoke a little louder, they would be watched by him and reprimanded.

Although those students who had been reprimanded hated it, because Filch's behavior was tacitly approved by a certain Potions professor, points would be deducted for any dissatisfaction, so they had no choice but to hide as much as possible. Follow Filch.

Kyle has been a lot more honest recently. He just goes to the library to do homework and read books every day, and returns to the dormitory when the time comes. Even the night tour is temporarily put on hold.

Fred and George told him that Filch would hang around the second floor most of the evening, and that the visiting professors would drop by the library from time to time.

It is too dangerous to copy books at this time, and Kyle is going to wait for the wind to pass.

But some people obviously don't think so, like Harry Potter.

Ever since he figured out who those people in the mirror were, there was only one thought left in his mind, and that was to go back to the mirror, do nothing, and just sit there all night.

Ron had tried to dissuade him, but had failed...Harry couldn't listen to anything now.

Until the third night, he ran into Dumbledore in his room.

"I... I didn't see you, sir!" Harry said nervously, standing there with cold hands and feet.

Only then did he remember that the professors are currently investigating Night Tour, what if Dumbledore thinks that he did what happened a few days ago...

Thinking that Gryffindor would lose [-] points for this, Harry felt that his internal organs were about to be frozen into ice.

"It's strange that you have become myopic after being invisible." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Harry saw the smile on his face.Only then was he relieved.Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't seem to mean to deduct points.

He was as patient and gentle as the old Muggle in Little Whinging who used to take his morning walks.

From his mouth, Harry also really understood the purpose of the Mirror of Erised.

"This mirror allows us to see only the deepest, most intense desires of our hearts."

Dumbledore said softly: "People waste their time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and even driven crazy.

Because they don't know whether everything in the mirror is real and possible. "

Harry lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then murmured, "Sir...Professor Dumbledore, have you seen this mirror too?"

"Yes, and more than once." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I must say, no one can resist its magic power, even me... Oh no, there is one exception."

"Who is that man!" Harry asked curiously.

"A sophomore."

Dumbledore looked at the surprised expression on Harry's face, blinked and said, "Why, can't believe it?"

Harry nodded.

If Dumbledore said something from a famous wizard or a certain professor, then he could still accept it.

But a second year student has done something that even Dumbledore couldn't do... how is that possible.

"Just as you thought, he is indeed better than me in this regard."

Dumbledore thought for a while and said, "He had two chances to watch the Mirror of Erised, but he left without hesitation each time."

"Professor Dumbledore, could that person treat it as an ordinary mirror?"

"I thought so too at first, but later I found out that's not the case." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "He knows the Mirror of Erised and knows its function very well."

"Who is he?" Harry asked again, "Do I know him?"

Only this time, Dumbledore didn't answer.

"Enough talk for today, Harry."

He stood up and said: "Tomorrow the mirror will move to a new place, I ask you not to look for it again, indulging in illusory dreams and forgetting real life, it is of no benefit, please remember .

Well, why not put on that wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to bed. "

Harry left the room wondering, and when he returned to his bed in the dormitory, he was still wondering who the second year Dumbledore was talking about.

But he didn't know many second-year students. Except for a few people from Gryffindor, Kyle was the only one left.

"Could it be him?" Harry wondered, somewhat uncertainly.

And so on until the next day.

During lunch that day, Connor suddenly pushed Kyle who was sitting opposite her, and whispered, "Have you done anything lately, such as going to the stadium to practice Quidditch or something like that?"

"Of course not. I've been staying in the library for the past few days, and I haven't been anywhere else." Kyle was puzzled: "And the rest of the team is not here, so it's useless for me to train alone. How do you Ask this out of the blue."

"It's nothing, it's just that Harry Potter has been staring at you." Connor calmly pointed in the direction of Gryffindor, and whispered: "I thought you developed some new Quidditch Tactics, he saw it."

"what?"

Kyle turned subconsciously, just in time to see Harry's hasty lowering of his head.

"It's not just just now." Connor continued, "I noticed that he has peeked at you several times."

Kyle was taken aback.

Could it be that Harry knew that he was also in the room on the fourth floor that day?
No, it shouldn't be, since he was using the Disillusionment Charm the whole time, Harry definitely couldn't see it.

As for the possibility of guessing, it is not very likely...he is not that smart.

"It's probably because of Quidditch." Kyle said calmly, "After Christmas, we will have a match against Gryffindor. He may be thinking about tactics, so he took me as an imaginary enemy."

"Want tactics?" Kang Na frowned, wondering: "But isn't he a Seeker, he also needs tactics?"

"It's probably another coquettish operation that Wood came up with, who knows." Kyle said: "Leave him alone... Aren't you going to find Snape to make up lessons today? How are your preparations going?"

"All ready, book, quill, parchment, ink..."

When it came to remedial lessons, Connor became a lot nervous in an instant, and couldn't care less about Harry Potter who was peeping, and asked in a low voice, "Kyle, do you think I should bring the cauldron with me when the time comes?"

"There's no need for this." Although Kyle hadn't made up the lessons, but thinking about it, he knew that the crucible was probably the most indispensable thing for Snape.

(End of this chapter)