It tasted bad.

The meat was tough and woody.

This was done by a house-elf who was proficient in cooking magic.

If it was cooked by an ordinary person, the taste would definitely be worse.

Brown finally understood why his family didn't eat roast turkey.

Roast goose obviously tastes better than roast turkey. At least the meat is more delicate and delicious.

He picked a piece of roast meat that looked good from the pile of roast meat on the dining table.

Brown ate it slowly.

His posture was elegant and his speed was not slow.

Soon, a large piece of beautifully roasted roast meat with honey on the surface went into his stomach.

""Shit! What is this?"

Percy cursed and spat out a silver scotch covered with saliva.

There was a small tooth mark on the silver scotch, which showed how hard Percy's teeth were when he ate the pudding just now.

""One silver Sickle, Percy! You're so lucky!"

Ron said with envy as he put down the chicken drumstick in his hand.

Then he picked up a pudding and ate it.

He hoped that he could also get one Sickle.

"It hurts so much! I almost knocked out my tooth. How dare they put coins in the pudding."

Percy said, covering his cheek with his hands, with a little complaint in his tone.

But he didn't look very sad, but rather happy.

A silver was a lot of money for him.

Everyone was eating Christmas dinner happily. The little wizards were talking and laughing at this time. Slytherin could get along well with Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw no longer laughed at Gryffindor's recklessness and clumsiness.

Everyone was enjoying the excitement of the festival.

The professors were the same.

Dumbledore's pointed hat was turned into a women's hat with flowers and butterflies flying on it after he casually nodded.

At this moment, he was listening to Professor Flitwick telling jokes seriously and laughing from time to time.

Professor McGonagall, who was serious and old-fashioned in the past, was also drinking and her face was flushed.

From time to time, he clinked his glass with Hagrid who was drinking from a large wine jar.

Both sides laughed heartily.

"Bang, bang!"

A few steps away from the dining table, a pile of colorful firecrackers kept going off.

The Weasley brothers were pulling the fuse of the firecrackers excitedly, and exclaimed from time to time.

Compared with the colorful firecrackers of the Muggles, the colorful firecrackers of the wizards were obviously more interesting.

There were not those simple paper hats and plastic toys inside, but some more interesting things.

With the roar of the firecrackers, several little white mice jumped out of the firecrackers.

They were running around squeaking and screaming.

It was very interesting.

Some girls were even startled.

Of course, there were some other interesting things.

"Braun, this hat is for you!"

"Oh, and there's an eye patch!

This makes him look more like a pirate!"

One of the two brothers put a pirate hat on Browne, and the other put an eye patch on him.

And Ron got a fake beard from somewhere.

After the costume was complete, it was matched with Browne's wizard robe.

It didn't look as fierce as a pirate, but rather very funny.

It felt a bit out of place, making the little wizards around laugh.

""That's enough!"

Braun said helplessly.

He took off the costumes.

Then the two brothers put them on Percy forcefully. They also threw a piece of fat tongue toffee into his mouth.

Percy stuck out his big tongue and kept chasing them with a pirate hat on his head.

After playing with everyone for a while,

Braun didn't take the pile of interesting toys. He left them all to Ron.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Braun left alone.

To be honest, he was still a little uncomfortable with such a lively scene.

Whether in his previous life or now, he is a person who prefers quietness.

"What's going on?"

Braun frowned and thought as he looked at the moving stairs under his feet.

Although the stairs sometimes change constantly, most of the time they won't change randomly as long as you are not in a hurry.

This is a pattern he has discovered during this period of time.

Whenever he is anxious, the stairs will change randomly to play tricks on him.

But when you are calm, it will stay there honestly and won't move. Even if you keep thinking about a certain place in your mind, the stairs will be happy to take you there.

"Strange, how did they send me here?"

Brawne frowned and thought.

On the fourth floor, there is not only the classroom where Braun practices potions, but also the three-headed dog Neville.

"Could it be that Dumbledore wants to test me?"

Brown thought to himself.

"Since you sent me here, I can just continue to practice potions. Anyway, there is nothing to do if I go back so early."

While thinking, Braun walked towards the abandoned classroom where he made potions.

He opened the door skillfully.

Then his eyes were attracted by a simple and gorgeous mirror in the corner of the classroom.

The mirror was very large, more than two meters high.

Various patterns were engraved on the surface, and the frame was golden.

The lower end was supported by two claw-shaped brackets, which looked a bit weird.

A string of letters was engraved on the top of the mirror:"Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoytonwohsi"

"The Mirror of Erised?" (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Braun asked in amazement.

He had also heard of the famous name of this mirror.

As for the meaning of the letters on it, according to some experts, it should be:

"What I show you is not your reflection, but your inner desire."

But isn't this what Dumbledore used to test the Savior? []

And it's the last level in the level of protecting the Philosopher's Stone.

Why is it placed here?

And combined with the movement of the stairs just now, Braun had to think more, this seemed to be what Dumbledore used to test himself.

Although Braun knew it in his heart.

But he still couldn't resist the temptation in his heart.

He also wanted to know what he wanted most in his heart.

He was also very curious about this.

Slowly approached the Mirror of Erised.

Standing in front of it, he wanted to see what would appear in it.

But Braun found that this mirror was just like an ordinary mirror with only his own reflection in it.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly thinking of his own brain blockade,

Braun suddenly realized.

After the brain blockade was lifted, the mirror in front of him really began to change.

A black mist began to appear in the mirror.

The scene inside the black room became clearer and clearer.

A man with a face that was 90% similar to Braun was holding a magic wand in his hand.

In front of him, countless wizards were prostrating on the ground.

"Is this what I want in my heart?"

Braun muttered to himself.

He thought there would be many scenes, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene.

"`.Do you not believe in your own heart? Braun? Perhaps you can talk to me?"

An old voice said.

Braun turned his head cautiously.

He found that Dumbledore had come behind him without knowing when.

He was looking at him with a smile.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore!"

Brown said respectfully

"Don't be shy, I always feel that you look a little scared when you stand in front of me."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I just express my respect for the most powerful wizard of our time."

Dumbledore did not respond, but asked with interest:

"What do you see in the mirror?"

"I saw myself becoming the most powerful pharmacist in wizarding history. I even thought I could create an elixir that could make people immortal."

"Ah...ah, so that's it. What a terrible desire."

Dumbledore was obviously shocked by Brown's ideal and didn't know what to say.

At this moment, his expression could not help but be a little surprised.

"Do you know what the Elixir of Life requires?"

Dumbledore stared at him with a sharp gaze.

Brown was not afraid:

"Of course, sir. Philosopher's Stone.

I believe I can make a Philosopher's Stone one day! And then achieve eternal life!"

Dumbledore was completely confused by Braun.

It was really that Braun was too frank, frank to an extreme. (De Zhao Zhao)

"But, um... Brawne... it's a good idea.

Try hard! Try hard! I believe you can do it."

Dumbledore pushed his glasses and encouraged awkwardly.

"So professor, can you tell me what you saw in there?"

"Me?"

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment. Then he suddenly smiled and said:

"Wool socks.

I never have enough socks, but people keep giving me books.

I'm not really that into reading."

"I see. Then, Professor, I will go back and rest. Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas."

Braun nodded and left.���This time , the staircase did not change again.

Instead, it stayed there obediently, not moving.

He let Braun leave. Dumbledore murmured as he watched Braun disappear. He turned his head and looked at the mirror in front of him. In the mirror, he saw a cute little girl standing next to him. In addition, there was a boy who looked 70% similar to him. The three of them were talking with a smile. Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped his eyes:

"Really, it's like this every year. I can never wear enough socks.……"

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