i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 53 The Mirror of Erised

Chapter 53 The Mirror of Erised

"But we already have an invisibility cloak."

Harry still didn't give up.

This was the big plan he had been discussing with Ron all afternoon.

After the decision was made, the two happily jumped and danced on the bed to celebrate for a long time.

Neville, who just went back to the dormitory to rest, was hit by a pillow as soon as he came in.

So it makes sense that the pillow fight that eventually developed into the entire Gryffindor men's dorm, right?

The invisibility cloak is light and thin, so it is no problem to carry it with you.

And he and Ron tried, as long as they walked next to each other.

The invisibility cloak fits four little wizards just right.

Harry unfolded the Invisibility Cloak and told Rigg and Hermione to come in quickly.

Rigg ducked in with his head down, holding Hermione with his right arm.

Hermione tugged at Rigg's shirt carefully.

Harry in front of Rigg and Ron in the back.

The four of them stuck close together and tried to walk a few steps, as if they were dancing tango.

The invisibility cloak is like a water curtain, which does not affect the vision of people inside, but it is completely invisible to people outside.

This is a top-level magic product that is much superior to the disillusionment spell.

Harry played in the dormitory for a long time before he found out.

what is this?
Night travel artifact ah!
At most, it was because Rig was so tall that Ron's feet sometimes showed.

Ron said quickly: "If a professor or Filch comes over, we can just squat down a little."

Hermione stepped out with a grimace and lifted her invisibility cloak.

"So you are going to see Lu Wei again?"

"We're not playing for ourselves."

Ron yelled for innocence.

He and Harry were definitely not trying to go out at night.

Only billions of points.

Harry nodded quickly, afraid that Hermione would misunderstand, "We're sending Quirrell to the corridor for evidence now, if we can go and guard him. Then we can tell the professors."

Hermione hesitated.

It sounds reasonable, and it can also make up for their previous night tour.

If one day, little Malfoy got into his head again and reported that they were the ones who went out that night, he would have a reason to defend himself.

Rigg also felt meow.

He has been thinking about how to hammer Quirrell to death.

Quirrell is not like Professor Snape, who can make Harry and the others disgusted by just relying on his face and eccentric targeting.

Quirrell's reputation at Hogwarts has always been average and a little crazy.

Hermione's roommate even felt a little sympathetic to Quirrell, thinking that he was messed up by vampires.

"And the invisibility cloak does not consume mana, and there is no requirement for the level of magic."

Rigg also joined the team to persuade Hermione.

Hearing this, Hermione reflexively looked at Ron.

Ron groaned for a long time, but couldn't refute.

I secretly made up my mind to study hard.

Start tomorrow!
Rigg continued: "We can take turns wearing the invisibility cloak and wait for Quirrell at the three-headed dog Lu Wei. Even..."

Rigg hesitated.

"If Quirrell opened the small drawer, we should go down and have a look. Otherwise, what if the things are really taken away by him?"

Thinking of the magical Philosopher's Stone, Hermione gasped.

"No! This kind of treasure cannot fall into the wrong hands!"

Hermione paced restlessly up and down the bathroom.

After a while, she made a decision.

Hermione turned her head suddenly and asked Harry to put on the cloak and show her.

Not knowing why, Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak and took two steps.

Being watched walking, Harry became more and more awkward as he walked.

Luckily Hermione stopped.

"It's really not obvious at all. If you walk slowly, you won't be noticed by the professor."

"And Hagrid also said how to pass Norbert."

Rigg reminded Hermione, "Don't forget, we still have a school song."

Although it was a mistake, Rigg also discovered that music has a miraculous effect on Lu Wei.

"Oh, and I've got an old flute that Percy didn't want."

Ron suddenly remembered that he had found it when he was rummaging through the box.

Probably Mrs Weasley had misplaced the box.

Hermione said reluctantly, "Let's go then."

Rigg, Harry, and Ron cheered.

Great!
Rigg made a plan, "Time is tight, we can't save it for the final review time to go on a night tour."

Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Let's start today and go together first. Tomorrow we will start in groups of two."

The four of them discussed for a long time and made a plan for the nearest night tour.

"Harry, slow down."

Ron whispered, carefully tugging on Rigg's wizard robe.

The four of them moved forward on tiptoe, and they would soon reach the corridor.

After finishing planning for the evening, they immediately went back to pack their things and organize the backpacks they would bring to class the next day.

On the second day of the night tour, I absolutely couldn't think of anything.

This is the sad lesson of Harry bringing the wrong book to Potions class.

After packing up, Ron followed Rigg to get a large plate of food and drink.

Ron who entered the kitchen was like a mouse that fell into an oil bottle, his eyes lit up.

He wants to eat anything.

After eating and resting, the time has come.

It's night time!
Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Please, let's go to the next classroom and take a break."

"Let's go, there's an empty classroom on the right, watch out for Peeves."

Rigg was also a little tired.

In order to ensure that they will not reveal their secrets, they have been squatting forward.

Harry felt that he had spent more energy this evening than he had played a game of Quidditch.

The foursome moved into the empty classroom.

Harry threw off the invisibility cloak and sat on the chair, panting.

Ron was fine.

As he stood last, the fish got up and walked.

Ron looked around with ease.

"What's that?" he asked.

This is an abandoned classroom.

Many tables and chairs were stacked against the wall, showing a large black shadow, and there was an upside-down wastepaper basket.

However, on the wall facing the foursome.

But there is something that doesn't seem to belong here, as if someone put it here temporarily because there is no place to put it.

This is a very handsome mirror.

The height reaches the ceiling, and the gorgeous golden mirror frame is supported by two claw-shaped feet.

It is inscribed on the top with a line: Erisstra ehruayt ubikafruayt on vorhes.

Rieg didn't know what the engraved words meant, but he knew it was the Mirror of Erised.

A mirror that can reflect people's hearts.

Rigg stood up.

I don't know what he saw?

Harry, who was the closest, also approached the mirror curiously, wanting to take a look at his current image.

Oh, he could feel his messy hair wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, his face.

But there was nothing in the mirror.

Harry took a few steps closer and stood in front of the mirror.

He had to cover his mouth with his hands to keep from screaming, and only let out a short "ah".

Harry whirled around, his heart beating even more frantically than when the book had screamed.

Because he saw not only himself in the mirror, but also a crowd of people standing behind him.

But there is no one in the room.

Harry's heart had been tested too much during the recent night out.

He gasped for breath, feeling that sooner or later he was going to have a heart attack from fright.

Harry turned slowly and looked in the mirror.

Ron and Hermione also stood up immediately, they thought someone was coming.

Yes, there was Harry in the mirror, pale and terrified.

At the same time, there were at least a dozen other people in the mirror, standing behind Harry.

Harry turned his head to look back, but no one else was there.

Rigg, Ron and Hermione were standing next to him, which gave him a little comfort.

Harry looked closely at the mirror again.

In the mirror, a woman standing behind him is smiling and waving at him.

She is a very beautiful woman with dark red hair.

Her eyes look exactly like mine, thought Harry.

Then he saw her crying, smiling and crying at the same time.The tall, thin, dark-haired man standing beside her put his arms around her.The man was wearing glasses and had unkempt hair, with a bunch of unruly bristles at the back of his head, just like Harry's.

Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose almost touched his own in the mirror.

"Mom?" he whispered, "Dad?"

Harry understood that he was looking at family members he had never met, for the first time in his life.

Rigg put his arm around Harry, reassuring him, and looked into the mirror too.

What you see, only you can see.

Everyone sees it differently.

Rigg is in the mirror and sees himself.

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