Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 34 John: Help!I also ran into the sixth child!
John walked across the campus, past the curious eyes of the portraits, and finally through a long, empty hallway.

At this moment, he was standing in front of an extremely ugly huge stone monster.

I checked my clothes and straightened my hair a little bit because of the wind everywhere.

"Lemon Sherbet"

John read the command, and the stone monster that had been waiting for a long time came to life, and jumped aside impatiently.

When he stepped aside, the wall behind him split in half, revealing the spiral staircase behind him.

This spiral staircase is slowly moving upwards, like an escalator.

Without hesitation, John stepped up the steps. When he stood firmly on the spiral staircase, he heard a roar, and the newly cracked wall closed again.

The spiral staircase went up higher and higher. Perhaps other little wizards would feel dizzy and nauseated because of this spiral upward, but John, who had undergone military training in Tanya's world, didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

When John began to feel a little bored, he felt that the spiral staircase under his feet gradually slowed down. Sure enough, there was a gleaming oak door in front of him now, and the brass knocker in the shape of a griffin was polished to a shine.

John knew that behind this oak door was where the headmasters worked and lived for thousands of years.

Walking forward and standing in front of the oak door, John reached out and grabbed the knocker and knocked on the oak door.

Hearing a crisp "click", the oak door in front of him opened a gap by itself.

Seeing this, John didn't feel any fear, so he pushed open the door and walked in.

The room behind the door was bright as day in the firelight, a wide circular room with a shelf behind the door on which Fawkes the Phoenix was dozing.

The room was covered with portraits of the previous headmasters of Hogwarts, but it was not known whether it was because of Dumbledore's magic, or the headmasters really fell asleep. At this moment, the headmasters in the portraits all closed their eyes and remained motionless.

Looking around, he could see silverware and magic props everywhere in the room, and John naturally noticed the Pensieve that appeared many times in his memory.

As recorded in the book, the Pensieve is a wide, flat and hollow basin. The Pensieve held by Principal Dumbledore is made of silver-white metal. There are no gems inlaid on it for embellishment, but engraved on the edge of the basin. Many dense patterns.

Through the magic vision, John can intuitively perceive the powerful magic contained in the Pensieve.

Because apart from Fox's flame-like magic aura in the room, only the magic aura lit up by the Pensieve can compare with Fox.

Yes, Dumbledore, known as the greatest wizard, is not in the office at the moment, even though he invited John to come here on his own initiative.

Walking slowly towards the house, in the center of the room is a huge table with claw-shaped legs, and on a shelf behind the table, there is the tattered, crumpled sorting hat.

Just when John was about to put the luxurious lemon snow treasure gift bag in his hand on the table, he saw the gift bag in his hand pass through the table, falling towards the ground as if the table in front of him didn't exist at all.

But he didn't have the heart to stop it at the moment, because when the illusion created by magic disappeared completely, a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared in front of him.

It is a very imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, in an ornate gold frame, supported by two claw-shaped feet, and with an inscription on the top: Ait on Voorhees.

This is the Mirror of Erised!
John recognized the mirror right away, but it was too late now, and his figure completely appeared in front of the mirror.

Almost at the same time, the picture in the mirror rippled, and the desire in his heart began to be reflected in the mirror.

John saw him as an adult, wearing a low-key and luxurious black mage robe, a black crown of thorns on his head, and sub-golden rings on all ten fingers, walking in the huge library with a smile on his face , Each book is shining with a powerful magical aura.

A faint blue sun sits directly above the library and burns fiercely, and a huge red dragon dances around the sun
At the same time, John also noticed that in the corner of the library, Senior Tom without a nose was wearing the same pillowcase as Dobby in his memory, talking about "pure blood glory" and "ruling Europe" while being made into a flesh and blood puppet Bella whipped, trying to wipe the stain off the floor.

He hadn't thought there was such a witty part of his longing, was he pretending to be King Solomon?There was also Senior Tom's performance and Bella who was made into a flesh and blood puppet, which made him smile.

At some point, Dumbledore stood beside John, looking side by side at the Mirror of Erised in front of him.

"Very interesting reaction, Mr. Williams." Dumbledore said softly, "I have seen many different performances, but I have never seen anything like yours. It seems to have seen something interesting."

His blue eyes full of wisdom looked at John: "Would you please satisfy the curiosity of my poor old man?"

"Actually, there is nothing to say, Principal Dumbledore, knowledge is endless." John didn't look at Dumbledore, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Because he found that the picture displayed by the Mirror of Erised changed again, and this time the surrounding environment became a cosmic star sea. He was sitting on a huge high-backed chair, holding a magic book with endless knowledge in his hand, The red dragon that covered the sky and the sun carried him soaring through the sea of ​​stars.

And all these changes were due to his subconscious thoughts, and the Mirror of Erised seemed to follow his thoughts and changed.

"It's not your face I'm showing, it's your heart's desire" John gazed at the lettering on top of the mirror "It's so funny."

As if sensing something from John's tone, Dumbledore showed a kind smile on his face: "Yes, Mr. Williams, this is indeed an interesting prop, isn't it?"

Looking at the centenarian next to him, John asked the same question as Harry.

"Principal Dumbledore, what did you see in the mirror?"

"Me? I saw myself holding a pair of thick wool socks." Headmaster Dumbledore said briskly.

But looking into those wise blue eyes, John saw the sadness lurking in them.

"There are never enough socks," said Dumbledore, ignoring John's stare, "Christmas came and went, and I never got a pair of socks. People insisted on sending me books."

"Then I know what to give you for Christmas, principal," John said with a smile.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them mentioned anything about the Mirror of Erised, but ignored him by coincidence, and just stood in front of the mirror to discuss magic.

For a long time, it seemed that I felt a little tired from standing, or it was already late at night.

Dumbledore waved his arm, and with a twist, the Mirror of Erised in front of him disappeared, and a huge table appeared in the room.

The gift bag that John didn't put on the table just now is also perfectly placed on the table at this moment.

Dumbledore walked around the table and sat on the high-backed chair, reached out to unpack the gift package on the table, took out a lemon sherbet, and put it in his mouth.

"The sweet and sour taste always makes people feel happy. I like this gift very much."

"Although communicating with you is as pleasant as this gift, but I think Mr. Williams, you should go back to the dormitory to rest. It's already late at night. Children of this age need enough sleep, don't they?"

Dumbledore looked at John and blinked playfully.

"Of course, if you still have questions in the future, you can ask your owl to send me a letter. If I have time, I don't think I would mind having a few more academic exchanges like tonight."

"Although Peeves is naughty, he is an integral part of Hogwarts. I hope you treat him well. I look forward to seeing him again next week."

Naturally, John would not be arrogant to think that Dumbledore didn't know what he did when he came, but Principal Dumbledore didn't stop him from conducting research, but only agreed with him on the release time.

John has no reason to refuse the principal's request.

"Of course, Principal Dumbledore, I'm just curious about their existence, and I won't hurt him."

"Good night!"

After speaking, John saluted the greatest wizard respectfully, then turned his head and left the principal's office directly.

Standing on the escalator and being led down, John breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, facing this ceiling-level existence in the wizarding world, he still felt nervous, but he had to sigh that Dumbledore really deserves to be No. 1 in the European wizarding world.

Not only can he give precise answers to every question he raised, but he can also explain in simple terms to help him understand, which makes John feel very rewarding.

And thinking that he could come to ask Dumbledore for advice in the future, John felt that it was a complete surprise.

With this kind of joy, John rushed to the dormitory, passing the fourth floor on the way, he also saw Filch who was looking for something, but he didn't pay attention.

Soon John returned to Hufflepuff's dormitory. After taking a beautiful bath, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

He came to the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning and found Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville who had clearly not slept well.

When Harry saw John, he woke up instantly. He stood up and waved to him continuously, calling him to come over. Seeing this, John came to them curiously.

"What's the matter, Harry? You don't seem to be sleeping well?"

Before Harry could speak, Ron said excitedly, "John, you would never have imagined what we saw last night! We found a terrifying three-headed monster in a forbidden room on the fourth floor!"

"And it's standing on a trapdoor. It's clearly guarding something," Hermione added.

John understood what was going on, but there was still a worried expression on his face: "So you ignored Headmaster Dumbledore's warning yesterday and entered that forbidden area, didn't you?"

Hearing John's words, several people fell silent for an instant, but soon Neville's timid voice sounded.

"It's not Harry's fault, it's because Malfoy invited Harry to a midnight duel, but he didn't go at all, and even told Filch about it."

"That's right! It's all because of that Malfoy guy! We didn't do it on purpose." Ron continued.

Harry and Hermione nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)