I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 56 Christmas (Part 2) - Seeking further reading and investment.

"So, you saw your parents?" Standing before the Mirror of Erised, Louise asked Harry.

It was a strange full-length mirror. The material of the frame was unclear, but it was probably bronze. It had riddle-like words printed on it.

"Eris Stella Ehru Aitwubi Kafru Aiton Wochs".

In English it is Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.

If you read it backwards and punctuate it again, it becomes "I show not your face but your heart's desire".

I am not showing you your face, but the deepest desire in your heart.

"Hmm." Harry's emerald green eyes were filled with sadness.

He slowly traced the edge of the mirror with his right hand, his eyes filled with longing. Louise couldn't see what Harry saw, but he felt Harry's yearning deeply.

He put his arm around Harry's shoulder and patted him on the shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"What can you see?" Harry asked, turning his head.

"Me?" Louis looked in the mirror.

After a moment, Harry asked with concern, "What's wrong, Louis? Did you see your parents?"

"No." Louis wiped away his tears and stopped looking at the mirror.

"What did you see?" Catherine asked with interest, standing to the side. "She was wiping away tears like a girl, so embarrassing."

Louis sighed inwardly, sealing the image in the mirror deep into the depths of his memory.

Let this dream fade away with the wind.

"It's nothing," Louis shook his head. "Just some reflections... Well then, Catherine, wouldn't you like to take a look?"

Catherine nodded and walked to the mirror.

She saw Louis, now grown up, standing in front of her, dressed in a formal pure white military uniform with a flower pinned to his chest, smiling as he linked his arm with hers.

"The words on this mirror should be read backwards," Louis's voice came at the opportune moment. "I am not showing you your face, but the deepest desires of your heart."

A suspicious blush crept onto Catherine's pale cheeks.

Only a fool would want this silly little deer... but the grown-up deer is really handsome...

So handsome! I want to look at him one more time, just one more time.

The senior's eyes were full of pink stars.

"Truly worthy of being my little deer..." she muttered to herself, and then actually spoke out loud.

Oh no, could her Mirror of Erised be me? Louis almost choked on his own audacious thought.

How could that be? A woman like my senior should be more eager to stand at the top, how could she be a love-obsessed person?

Yes, that was definitely the case before I met you.

She's almost like Kaguya Shinomiya now, transitioning from an ice sculpture beauty to a silly, goofy beauty.

Of course, he didn't want to expose his senior's Mirror of Erised. Harry and Ron, needless to say, didn't have the guts to do anything reckless.

This was a minor incident, and after returning to the Slytherin common room, Louise began preparing Christmas gifts for the people she knew.

First and foremost, he had to prepare something for his grandfather. He bought a portion of every kind of snack available in the magical world and sent it to his grandfather, which exhausted Amoris. When she returned from her grandfather's place, she also brought a letter from him scolding her for tiring out his precious owl.

He is my biological grandfather.

Along with the letter came a record, which Grandpa said was left by his mother.

Diana received several bottles of beauty potions made by Professor Snape, and Diana replied with a letter of thanks and an expression of longing.

As for his uncle and aunt, it was quite simple. Louis gave his uncle a shock absorber made in the magical world, since he always loved to speed. His aunt received the same beauty potion, which was very useful for women.

Let's see if we can find a way to get Ron's dad to get Uncle a flying car next year.

Charlie's cousin specially sent him a pair of gloves that could be remotely controlled with his mind, the kind that even Muggles could use, so that he wouldn't have to reach for the phone when he called a servant from the fourth floor to open the curtains for him.

My cousin is lazy, a complete mama's boy and a jerk, but at least he's good to him.

My cousin Annie and my two aunts also have the same beauty potion. When Louis sent it to them, he was remarking that women are indeed the easiest to please.

Gifts for the three kids were relatively easy to prepare. Harry received a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a pair of racing goggles; Ron received a brand-new outfit, ordered from Madam Malkin for thirty Galleons; and Hermione received a round-faced raccoon cat named Crookshanks.

Draco's gift was a platinum thumb ring with a snake coiled on it, clearly a Slytherin.

Having prepared so many things, he was a little tired. He sat in the Slytherin common room, intending to listen to his mother's record before preparing gifts for the professors.

Electronic devices are not allowed in Hogwarts, but the phonograph is still usable.

He sat on the sofa, made himself a cup of black tea, crossed his legs, found a comfortable position, and turned on the gramophone.

The sound of a sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument) rang out, but it sounded completely out of place.

He shouldn't have drunk black tea. He should have had the house-elves brew him a big bowl of tea. That would be more authentic with this sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument).

I understand now, isn't this "Exploring the Clear Water River"? What, Mom has this talent too?

After the prelude to the sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument) finished, Yingying's voice, as soft as an oriole's, came from the phonograph. Her voice had a feeling of the water towns of Jiangnan, but she was singing in Beijing dialect.

"Wands sharp and brooms flying high, all you wizards in your positions, listen to what I have to say! This matter comes from Godric's Hollow in England, from Albus Dumbledore, the handsome young man, oh oh oh oh oh~"

"Speaking of Dumbledore, he's always sullen. His parents passed away early, and he and his two siblings lived together, taking care of his family. It must have been so hard. But then there's Gellert, the charming young man, uh uh uh~"

Louis suddenly understood why Dumbledore had that complicated expression on his face when his mother was mentioned.

Good heavens, so the persecution of professors is a family tradition; we've found the root of it all here.

Like mother, like son.

It's one thing for me to occasionally torment the Church of Sven, but you keep poking at Dumbledore's sore spot, isn't that a bit too much...?

"At the first watch of the night, the goblins made a ruckus. Gellert, whom I had been thinking about day and night, came to my doorstep and made a promise to meet me at the third watch of the night. Albus, shy and timid, lowered his head and remained silent. Ahhh~"

Is this something I can listen to without paying? How incredibly shy...

To keep things interesting, I have to rely on my mom... To avoid hearing little tunes like "Four o'clock in the morning" that he shouldn't hear at his age, Louis quickly turned off the phonograph.

The disc was taken out, and it was settled. This record would be Dumbledore's Christmas present, since he could understand Seres.

Well, to avoid trouble, Louis got two more pairs of thick, baggy wool socks and stuffed them with a bunch of Honeydukes' latest candies.

(This "Exploring the Clear Water River" is the version by Bilibili UP master Jigugezhu Xicai. It's so catchy, I recommend everyone listen to it. This tune is constantly in my head, I can't stop listening to it...)

(End of this chapter)

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