The days at Hogwarts

"Should we try another book?" Harry thought of the book "Advanced Dark Arts".

Loren didn't agree. It was impossible for him to spend the whole night in the library reading on his first night out. A good student but going out at night, going out at night to read a book, isn't this a kind of...

Ron was about to ask what to do next when Peeves' sharp voice suddenly came from outside: "Come on, Filch, come and catch me."

Then there was a crackling sound, as if Peeves was throwing something at Filch.

It's bad news. Filch is outside. If we get caught, we'll get five expulsion notices.

The five of them leaned together and could hear each other's breathing. Ron and Neville's minds were blank and they were stunned.

"Shh~" Loren signaled not to speak, and he quickly blew out the light in his hand. He led a few people out of the restricted book area and hid behind the first bookshelf at the entrance.

Filch did not chase Peeves because he knew that the more he chased him, the more proud Peeves would become. If he ignored it, it would soon calm down.

The bad boy from Slytherin lied to me that there was someone strolling around the first floor at night, and I ended up waiting for a long time in vain.

The Weasley twin brothers also used this trick in their first year. I haven’t seen it for a long time. This time they were actually tricked by the freshman.

Filch believed that the freshmen would definitely choose the restricted area for their night outing, so he left Mrs. Norris on the first floor just in case and went upstairs by himself. As a result, he met Peeves on the way and got entangled with him for a while.

Peeves ran away, and Filch pushed open the library door and began to check.

The library is lined with rows of bookshelves that block the view, and the light is dim at night.

The restricted area was at the back of the library. While Filch was walking to the back, the five of them hid behind another row of bookshelves, avoiding Filch and successfully slipping out of the library.

Without stopping, he ran all the way to an abandoned classroom, went in and closed the door.

The five people could hear each other's hearts pounding. It was the first time in their lives that they had experienced such an exciting thing, and they almost might have been expelled from school.

They looked at each other, panting and smiling from the bottom of their hearts, and from that moment on, the five of them became friends.

When you and someone experience an event together, you can't help but develop feelings for each other, and wandering around the restricted books area at night and escaping from the administrator is one such event.

After calming down, they began to look around the abandoned classroom.

It was the same as any other classroom at Hogwarts, except that many desks and chairs were stacked against the wall, forming large dark shadows, and there was an upside-down wastebasket next to it.

The most eye-catching thing is the mirror in the middle of the room.

This is a very impressive mirror, reaching up to the ceiling, with a golden frame and two claw-shaped feet. The top is engraved with "Eris Stella Erhlu Ayit Ubi Kafru Ayiton Vohes".

Loren read the top word, and Hermione quickly discovered the pattern of spelling. She read it backwards: "I am not your face, but the desire in your heart?"

"What do you mean?" Ron asked aloud.

No one answered and everyone looked at the mirror.

Ron stood in front of the mirror and exclaimed, "Oh! I see that I have grown up a little and become the President of the Boy Student Union! And I am also the captain of the Quidditch team, holding the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup in my hands."

"This is a mirror that can reflect the future!" Ron was fascinated by it and smiled foolishly.

The others only saw Ron's shadow and quickly realized that it was a problem of position. They worked together to push Ron, who was unwilling to move, away, ignored his protests, and took turns checking the mirror.

Harry saw his family, his parents, more than a dozen people standing behind him, with features somewhat similar to his.

Hermione saw that all her grades were excellent, and her parents and Professor McGonagall were praising her.

When Neville saw his parents were healthy and surrounded by his grandmother, tears suddenly came to his eyes.

Several people felt strange, and when Loren told them that Neville's parents were tortured by Death Eaters and became insane, and were still in St. Mungo's Nursing Home, several people felt a little sad, and moved Neville away from the mirror, quietly accompanied him, and waited for him to calm down.

Loren never imagined that what he saw was an Internet cafe box built by the Room of Requirement, with Grandpa Bates sitting on the sofa.

He almost screamed out. It must be that the Mirror of Erised could not penetrate his heart, just like the Sorting Hat could not see through his memories. It could not see his desire, so it combined Grandpa Bates and the Internet cafe together.

Hermione asked Loren what he saw, and he just said he saw his relatives.

Except for Harry, no one paid much attention to the reflection in the mirror. Several people stayed with him until late at night, and Harry still didn't want to leave. In the end, he was too sleepy, so Loren asked a few people to take Harry back to the dormitory.

Loren walked to the end and looked into the corner as he closed the door.

There was a ball of light that looked like an adult's shadow, flashing a blazing red light, which almost blinded Loren the moment he entered the door.

The original plot here flashed the scene before Loren's parents, and Loren didn't have any special reaction. Some friends think this is unreasonable.

I think it makes sense, so I changed it, but the foreshadowing of memory will not be discovered until the second grade, so it's just a different way of expression, and the plot won't change much.

If you readers find any problems elsewhere, please point them out. Thank you!

Chapter 29 The Story of Nicolas Flamel

Chapter 29: The Story of Nicolas Flamel

Loren could never have imagined that he was in Hogwarts five minutes ago, but now he was walking on the streets of Devonshire. It had just rained, and there was a damp smell in the air.

In the morning, Professor McGonagall found Loren in the library and took him to see Dumbledore. Loren thought that the matter of Peter Pettigrew had come to a conclusion, but in the blink of an eye, Dumbledore brought him here.

"Nicol wants to see you." Dumbledore took a deep breath of pleasure, enjoying the weather.

Loren certainly knew who Nicol was that Dumbledore was talking about: "Nicolas Flamel? Why do you want to see me?"

"He doesn't want his inheritance to be sealed for too long."

"When he saw you in Hampshire, he knew you would go to Hogwarts, so he asked me to take a good look at what kind of child you are."

"He said, if I think it's okay, I'll take you there. But if you're not suitable, you'll have to explore the mysteries of the two books on your own." Dumbledore explained the reason as he led Loren forward.

"So he really sold me those two books?"

Loren understood that Dumbledore already knew that "The Hieroglyphic Symbols" and "The Book of Abraham" were in his hands, but he was not sure whether the person he met in the town was Nicolas Flamel.

If so, why would Nicolas Flamel go to that remote town specifically, set up a bookstall, and sell books to Loren at a price that he could just pay?

"Why don't you ask him yourself later?" Dumbledore seemed to sense that Loren had more than one question in his mind, and he hinted at something.

"Then why now?" Without any invitation, Nico suddenly wanted to see him. Loren didn't believe that Dumbledore was not involved.

"Of course not just now, Loren."

"You've already proven yourself when you told me about Banban's situation, but you've brought me even more surprises since then."

“Be willing to entrust trust, have a desire for knowledge, cherish friendship, and most importantly, have love in your heart.”

“These are precious qualities.”

After what happened to Tom, Dumbledore became more cautious and also paid more attention to examining the inner thoughts of his students. Dispelling darkness and guiding light is what a qualified headmaster should do.

Loren curled his lips. It was clearly a surveillance investigation, but it seemed more serious after being said like this.

The person behind the mirror last night was definitely Dumbledore, who was full of magic power and almost blinded Loren. He probably made up his mind after hearing that Loren saw his relatives in the Mirror of Erised.

"Although a little naughty at times," Dumbledore added. The two stopped in front of a small courtyard, and he walked up and rang the doorbell.

There was nothing magical about it, just like every other Muggle house on the street, with a green lawn in the courtyard and spotlessly clean windows.

An elderly woman opened the door. Dumbledore walked up to her and kissed her cheek gently. "Long time no see! Perenelle."

The woman nodded and gave Loren who was standing behind Dumbledore a gentle smile: "Come in." She stepped aside to welcome the two of them in.

Walking through the courtyard and into the house, the living room was equipped with a sofa, color TV and refrigerator that are normal in a Muggle family.

The white-haired old bookseller whom Loren had met before was sitting on the sofa watching an opera on TV.

The old man looked up at Loren with a gentle smile on his face: "I told you we would meet again!"

Perenal asked the two to sit down, made some tea, and went to the inner room.

Dumbledore sat quietly nearby, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and watched the opera on TV with great interest.

"Hello, sir." Looking at those eyes, Loren had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

Nico saw Loren's confusion, but did not mention it. He just continued talking: "I'm going to tell you a long story, some of which you may have heard before..."

In the 14th century, Europe was ravaged by the Black Death. Nicolas Flamel graduated from Beauxbatons and obtained the "Book of Abraham" under the guidance of a mysterious man in his dream. He spent decades studying it but gained almost nothing. Later, with the help of a Hebrew scholar, he understood the contents of the book.

"The Book of Abraham carries a severe curse. Except for the high priest and the scribe, anyone who peeks at it will die. I thought I could avoid the curse by reciting it. Such an idea is really arrogant!"

"I hope you will remember this lesson and not leak the contents of the book to others, or you may bring disaster to others..."

After the death of the Hebrew scholar, Nicolas Flamel created the Philosopher's Stone by chance. Although it was incomplete, it was able to turn stones into gold and prepare elixirs of immortality.

"I'm just immortal. My body is still aging normally, and my bones will break if I'm not careful." When he said this, the old man laughed, as if it was something interesting.

Seven hundred years was a long time, and he had lived long enough. Nico had planned to return to France with his wife to rest in peace after arranging his funeral affairs.

Before that, Nico wanted to pass on his knowledge. After hundreds of years of exploration, he not only made the Philosopher's Stone, but also made great achievements in many other areas.

"You know, given enough time, anyone can be a scholar."

Nicol compiled the alchemical content, other knowledge, travel notes, and autobiography discovered over hundreds of years, and finally compiled them into "The General Explanation of Hieroglyphic Symbols".

I had intended to place this book in the library of Beauxbatons, hoping that someone would find it sooner or later and continue exploring along the existing path. As for the cursed book, fate would have its own plan.

This plan continued until a year ago, when Nico dreamed of the mysterious man from six hundred years ago again, asking him to go to Hampshire and pass the book to a 10-year-old child.

Nico felt that this was fate's arrangement. He randomly chose a small town and sold books like a peddler, intending to hand over the two books to the lucky person to explore on his own. After all, having the Philosopher's Stone would not be short of time.

Not long after I sat down and finished my cup of coffee, I met Loren.

"Just like six hundred years ago, Loren also did some copying work, as if it was fate." Nico's voice suddenly became high, and he looked very excited.

After selling the book, Nico did not relax. Loren was too young, and he was not sure whether Loren could continue to where he had stopped.

Nico didn't want the people behind him to end up like him, going through so many twists and turns and finally producing a half-finished product. That would be a pity. It could even be worse. After all, looking back at the process of refining the Philosopher's Stone, it was also full of luck and could not be replicated.

"You know, old men always think about this and that and are indecisive." Nico laughed cheerfully, "The last time he did something out of line was decades ago."

Finally, I asked Dumbledore to bring Loren over if he was a suitable candidate, and I would give this lucky boy a little help.

Nicolas Flamel then pulled out a picture card from his pocket, like a Chocolate Frog card: "Take it back and stick it on the cover of The Hieroglyphics. It will save you some trouble."

Loren reached out and took it. On it was a portrait of Nico when he was young, with his eyes closed and not moving.

"We are not master and apprentice, and we have no obligations to each other. It's just a small help from a pioneer to a follower."

"If you appreciate this little help, please help me look after Beauxbatons."

"Finally, you must remember that the key to refining the Philosopher's Stone is to redeem a desperate soul!"

Chapter 30: Peter Pettigrew's Follow-up

Chapter 30: Peter Pettigrew's Sequel

what?

Redemption, despair, soul, I know every word, but when they are put together I feel like an illiterate.

Loren's doubts were not answered. After explaining something, Dumbledore exchanged greetings with Nico and then took Loren away.

"Principal, I have some questions."

The two walked on the wet street again. Loren just followed Dumbledore blankly, his thoughts in a mess.

"It is every teacher's duty to answer students' questions, isn't it?" Dumbledore spoke in a cheerful tone as if he was on an outing, enjoying the weather and environment.

"Why did Mr. Nicolas Flamel dream that a mysterious man said to give me the book?"

"Loren, there are still many things in the magical world that are difficult to explain, and prophecy is one of them. Most prophecies are very obscure and unclear, but there are some exceptions."

"You mean, Mr. Flamel actually made a prophecy?" Loren asked in confusion.

"To be precise, he passively made a prophecy. Nico has a talent for prophecy, but prophecy is always difficult to control."

"You will also study courses related to prophecy in the future. Professor Trelawney of Divination is an excellent prophet."

Loren ignored the latter sentence and continued to ask, "Why is it that he is clearly helping me, but seems to be deliberately distancing himself from me?"

Dumbledore touched Loren's head and said, "This is not your problem, Loren. The people involved in the prophecy should stay away from it, or ignore the content of the prophecy, otherwise it will bring unimaginable consequences."

Dumbledore recalled some past events, and sometimes the prophecy itself led to the result of the prophecy.

"I don't know what to do, Headmaster Dumbledore." Loren was still confused.

There were more and more puddles ahead. Dumbledore took Loren's hand and said, "Study hard and do your homework well. That's about it."

Loren looked at Dumbledore with a look on his face, saying, "Don't think you can fool me just because I'm a child." He grinned and said, "Ah~"

He then asked: "What is the salvation of desperate souls?"

Dumbledore was very patient and always spoke slowly and calmly: "Loren, you have to know that being older does not mean knowing everything. However, I can give you some advice when the time comes."

"You can just say you don't know either." Loren changed the subject. "Has there been any result on Peter Pettigrew's case?"