Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

As soon as the words fell, the original strange voice disappeared immediately. Michael's frightened expression quickly turned into speechlessness.

After a while, two red-haired heads poked out from behind the mirror, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Hey, how did you know it was us?" Fred asked strangely.

"It must be that your feet are not hidden, right?" George walked out and said.

"Aren't we the same?" Fred complained.

Just now, they thought it was the professor who was coming. In a hurry, they hid behind the mirror. One foot was hidden behind the claw-shaped supporting foot, and the other foot could only be raised, holding the mirror in an octopus posture.

When they heard that the people coming in were Vader and Michael, the twins suddenly became playful and pretended to be ghosts, hoping to see Vader and Michael panic, but they were called out.

"Why are you here?" Wade asked.

"Like you guys - let's see why our little Ronnie got knocked unconscious."

Fred also walked to the front of the pile of ashes, squatted down and poked it curiously with his finger.

Michael said: "Then you should go to the school doctor's office!"

"Percy went." George said, he blinked: "And it's more interesting to investigate in the restricted area!"

"So this is Quirrell?" Fred asked doubtfully, "What kind of magic can burn someone like this?"

"Li Huo?" Michael guessed. He had only heard of the name of this kind of black magic, and he guessed it should be much more powerful than the ordinary [flame].

"Impossible." George said: "The strong fire will burn everything that can burn, and will not leave the clothes alone - it is more like... other black magic."

"When Harry wakes up, can't we just ask him?" Vader asked the question he was more concerned about: "Have you studied Li Fire?"

Fred smiled proudly and said: "We secretly went to the library during the night tour... and read a few books that the professor was not allowed to read, such as "The Encyclopedia of Spells", "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" and so on..."

"Fire fire is too dangerous and difficult to control. But "Fighting Fire with Fire" is good. You can learn some useful little curses." George shared his experience without hesitation.

Everyone studied around the mound for a while, but there was no result. However, the twins also collected some dust and took it back, saying they wanted to make a souvenir for their brother Ron.

Michael walked around the stone house and found nothing. He walked in front of the mirror twice and suddenly felt that he had seen something strange.

He stepped back and slowly turned to look in the mirror.

Michael opened his eyes wide in shock and suddenly blushed.

There was him in the mirror, but not Vader or the Weasley twins...he saw Padma.

The girl's wheat-colored skin looks healthy and energetic, and she has an intoxicating and sweet smile on her face. She was wearing a dark blue sari, revealing her smooth and slender arms like lotus roots.

The girl hugged Michael's arm in the mirror with love on her face, and the two were close to each other, inseparable.

For a moment, Michael even became jealous of himself in the mirror.

"What did you see?" Fred suddenly tilted his upper body to look at him from the side, and said in surprise and jokingly: "His face is as red as if he is about to boil water!"

"No, no, no, nothing!" Michael hurriedly blocked the mirror.

Wade also came to the side. He looked up at the words on the mirror and read out: "What I reflect is not your face...but the desire in your heart..."

He looked at Michael meaningfully.

Michael, whose face was flushed, coughed dryly, secretly took a deep breath to cool down the temperature on his face, and then stepped away from the mirror.

After calming down, he discovered that when he looked from the side, the mirror was empty and there was nothing.

"This is a magic mirror that allows people to see their inner desires." Fred stood in front of the mirror and laughed: "I saw that our prank product was a great success, and the two of us were lying on top of the golden galleons."

George also smiled: "I also saw the Quidditch Cup!"

Seeing Wade standing aside, Michael asked strangely: "Vade, don't you want to go take a look?"

"……Um."

Wade was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "What's in the mirror is just an illusion, right? So there's no need to look at it -"

Michael nodded.

What he understood was that Vader knew exactly what he wanted, so he didn't need to look at a mirror to get satisfaction.

But he wanted to take another look at Padma in the mirror.

A few people lingered in front of the mirror for a while, and finally broke away from the illusory happiness and prepared to go back.

Before leaving, Wade looked back again - the magic mirror stood in the middle of the empty room, as if it was making a silent call.

Wade lowered his eyes and hurriedly followed the other three, as if escaping from the whirlpool.

…

Harry fell asleep in the school hospital for three days before waking up. In the past few days, rumors had spread throughout the school, but Dumbledore did not announce the truth, nor did he stop the students from discussing the matter.

The few people who entered the trap door were surrounded by people all day long, constantly begging them to tell the adventure story again.

Neville got out of this trouble quickly because he was out at the beginning; while Theo, the best-tempered one, had a dry mouth when he spoke. Sometimes he accidentally said the wrong thing, and some people retorted loudly: "No, That’s not what you said last time!”

Soon, except for the part Harry experienced alone, the students in the whole school knew all the other details of the story. They all knew that Professor Quirrell wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone but suffered the consequences and was defeated by Harry Potter and his companions.

Ron, who bravely made sacrifices, became the hero of Gryffindor. On the day he woke up, several Gryffindor boys carried him on their shoulders from the infirmary to the Great Hall. His unscrupulous brothers made a fuss beside him, making Ron's face as red as his hair.

And privately, there was a more "absurd" saying quietly spreading - Quirrell was not Quirrell, but a puppet controlled by the mysterious man... So Harry Potter once again defeated the man who could not even be named...

Of course, this rumor was too outrageous, and not many people really believed it. But precisely because they did not believe it, they told everyone more excitedly: "You know? In fact, the truth is not what you heard..."

The rumor spread quickly in all directions with wings.

Dumbledore's attitude towards this was ambiguous. When someone asked him directly, he said vaguely: "Well... the Philosopher's Stone... it will indeed be coveted by many people, especially those who want to escape death..."

The person who asked the question immediately understood - the name "Voldemort" means "flying away from death".

"Yes, some of our students bravely fought against evil, showing great courage and responsibility, and they protected the Philosopher's Stone..."

Dumbledore changed his tone and smiled and said: "But Nick and Perenelle have destroyed the stone. They decided to take care of some chores and then embark on an unknown road... For old people who have lived long enough, death actually has a different charm, doesn't it?"