Because the Mirror of Erised is not a good magical item - it reveals inner desires and bewitches people with charm... It is extremely tempting even to some adult wizards.

At least as far as Ryan knew, many wizards who were addicted to illusions had gone crazy because of the Mirror of Erised.

"It's just placed here temporarily. I didn't expect you to come."

Dumbledore explained quietly, "In fact, I was planning to move it somewhere else tonight."

His words made Harry's expression change slightly.

He seemed to want to say something.

But after thinking about what Ryan said just now... he finally chose not to speak!

Naturally, his appearance was noticed by Ryan and Dumbledore.

A hint of relief flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. "Well, children—while I'd love to chat with the little wizard for a while longer, I have to go to Honeydukes Candy Shop to buy some candy tomorrow morning."

He glanced at Ryan subtly and said, "You have to understand that the theft of the candy box is a huge blow to an elderly person... So I think you should go back to the dormitory."

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Ryan whistled and didn't even look at Dumbledore.

He took Harry with him, said goodbye to Dumbledore, and left the classroom.

So Dumbledore was the only one left in the classroom.

"..."

The greatest white wizard of the contemporary era watched Ryan and Harry leave.

Then he turned around and looked at the Mirror of Erised in front of him.

Then, he also saw many people in the magic mirror.

Finally, when he saw a petite, weak figure, Dumbledore trembled.

"clatter!"

He snapped his fingers and a black cloth covered the mirror.

"When the time comes, we will achieve everything we want..."

His voice was almost inaudible, as if he was praying earnestly to fate.

"I hope so."

He stood there, not moving.

The moonlight cast a long shadow on him.

Chapter 89 Don't miss the stars and the sun, heavy rain is coming! (5K,)

Ryan didn't take Harry directly back to the dormitory, but took him to the kitchen first.

Sweets can dissolve most of the sadness, and the rest need more sweets - Ryan has always believed so firmly!

In fact, Harry was still a little lost.

But after enjoying half a delicious cupcake, his expression did improve a lot.

Ryan glanced at the cream pancake in front of him.

He took out the 'Ice Cool Frosting' he had bought from Honeydukes and squeezed it on the pancake - the whole pancake was like frosting, emitting a white chill and at the same time having a refreshingly sweet aroma.

"Would you like some more? It looks icy, but it tastes amazing."

Ryan invited.

Harry, who was already full, declined Ryan's kindness - after all, his fingers were injured and it was not convenient for him to eat.

"Ryan, I'm sorry... I wasn't very nice just now..."

He apologized to Ryan somewhat embarrassedly.

But he was also a little confused in his heart - because Ryan's attitude towards Dumbledore just now was really weird.

You know, that's Dumbledore!

Even a young wizard like Harry, who was born in Muggle family, now knows Dumbledore's prestige and reputation in the wizarding world.

But when Ryan spoke to Dumbledore, he was really...disrespectful.

But in the end, Harry obviously just thought it was Ryan's pride as a genius.

"It's okay, Harry."

Ryan ate the dessert happily and said in a good mood.

"I can understand you—well, you know my background, don't you?"

He looked at Harry and smiled.

"..."

So Harry hesitated for a moment and nodded.

He had indeed heard of Ryan's identity - to be honest, he even felt that Ryan was even worse off than him.

At least he still had his uncle and aunt as his relatives. Although they treated him extremely badly, they at least provided him with a place to live.

But Ryan has lived in an orphanage since he was a child.

This made Harry feel a little guilty - he felt like he had told Ryan's sad story again.

"Oh, Harry, don't worry about it."

But Ryan raised his eyebrows at this time.

"The Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home is great. Ms. Pella, Ms. Aisha, and my friends are all very friendly."

"That's what I wanted to tell you, Harry."

He had almost forgotten what his parents, who died in the fire, looked like.

But he was sure...

"I was able to survive the fire because of their selfless dedication."

Ryan took a bite of the muffin, the sweetness soaking into his taste buds.

"I am the continuation of their lives—you do the same to your parents."

“If you focus on the moon reflected in the water, you will miss the stars and the sun.”

he said softly.

"..."

So Harry remained silent.

"...Thanks."

After a long while, he spoke softly and sincerely to Ryan.

"You're welcome."

Ryan waved his hand casually.

But then...

"I originally prepared a Christmas gift for you - a fine Quidditch set, but now... I think I might be able to give you something more suitable."

"I'll keep that gift set for myself."

Hearing this, Harry recalled Ryan's flying skills - he thought the latter might not need a Quidditch suit, but he was embarrassed to speak up.

And then, he saw Ryan take something out of his arms... Harry was very curious about where that thing came from.

Harry looked closely and saw that it was a very small pocket watch.

There is no time scale on the pocket watch, instead there is a huge ring.

Harry could see the words written on the ring at this moment - [Enjoy delicious food].

"This is one of the little props my elders left me... It can indicate the general state you are in."

"Also, this thing is equipped with a traceless telescopic charm. The effect isn't very good, but it can barely hold some potions, quills, and other small items."

Ryan whispered as he wrote 'Harry Potter' on the pocket watch.

Then...

"What are your parents' names?"

"what?"

Seeing that Harry was a little dazed, Ryan repeated the question again.

"James Potter, Lily Potter."

After hearing Harry's answer, Ryan carved these two names as well.

He then handed the pocket watch to Harry.

Harry took the pocket watch.

Then he saw the words on the pocket watch changed to [Hand Bleeding/Enjoy Delicious Food]

Then, he heard two voices in his ears: "Eat more, Harry—you are growing."

"But...what's wrong with your hand? Go put some medicine on it!"

It was a gentle, loving voice, unfamiliar to Harry.

But Harry knew almost instinctively whose voice it was.

"Mom and dad?"

Those are his parents.

"Indeed."

Ryan smiled. "That's what's interesting about it—to ensure its effect isn't overlooked, it will produce the voice of the person whose name you're familiar with."

"Compared to the Mirror of Erised, it doesn't have the same bewitching power, of course... Even so, I still hope you remember that sentence—don't get addicted to it, Harry."

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