Harry looked at Salier, finding that it had already eaten its fill and was looking at the remaining large bag of food with a conflicted expression.
“You’re full now, so don't force yourself to eat anymore. Take it back home to eat,” Harry organized the bag and handed it to it.
Salier grabbed the bag with delight and flew away.
After the curfew at night.
Harry and Ron, wearing Invisibility Cloaks, strolled through the midnight Hogwarts.
Harry felt that there was no difference from walking around Hogwarts during the day.
But seeing Ron's excited expression.
Harry felt that he might be enjoying the state of walking at night.
The two walked around, coming to a place with a tall suit of armor hanging on it. There was a door half-open on the left.
“Harry, go take a look,” Ron whispered.
Harry didn't mind. He came out this time to satisfy Ron's curiosity.
After he walks around a few more times, he'll know that there's nothing fun about exploring Hogwarts at night. With that time, he might as well lie in bed and get more sleep.
So he doesn't have to get up late for class the next day.
The two walked in.
This seems to be an abandoned classroom.
The desks and chairs were pushed to the corner, revealing a large mass of shadows. On the ground was an overturned trash can, but what caught the attention of the two.
It was something obviously not belonging to this classroom, leaning against the wall on the opposite side. It was clearly placed there on purpose by someone.
It was a magnificent golden-framed mirror with ornate decorations.
It was hung straight up to the ceiling, resting on two paw-shaped feet. An inscription was engraved on the upper part of the mirror.
Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak that covered him and Ron, and the two curiously went to take a look.
The inscription read: The Erised Mirror.
“Erised Mirror? What is that? Why can't we find ourselves in this mirror?” Ron looked at the mirror surface curiously and touched it. The mirror surface did not show Harry or him, nothing appeared.
Harry thought for a moment and walked a few steps to the side, leaving only Ron in front of the mirror.
“Is there a reaction now?” Harry asked.
“Wow, I, I seem to have gotten a lot bigger, I have the Prefect badge, and I'm also holding the Quidditch cup. Harry, you're holding a big pot of food for me to celebrate.” Ron was mesmerized by what was shown in the mirror.
【A mirror that reflects the heart? It’s the same as a boggart?】Harry pondered the effect of this magic mirror.
“Harry, come and have a look.” Ron called Harry over to take a look, walking to the side.
Harry went over.
“How is it? Did you see what I just said?” Ron said with anticipation.
“No.” Harry shook his head, staring straight at the mirror.
In the mirror, he saw not only himself, but also a large group of people behind him.
Standing behind him on the right was a woman waving to him with a smile. She was a very beautiful woman with a head of deep red hair and emerald green eyes, exactly the same as his eyes.
Harry found that she was crying and laughing.
The tall, thin, dark-haired man next to her had his arms around her. He wore glasses and his hair was very messy, completely the opposite of Harry's current hairstyle.
Peng Yingzong and Peng Qinxuan stood on either side of him, smiling gently at him.
The Harry in the mirror was smiling happily.
“Interesting, will it reflect the softest, most desired aspect of a person's heart?” Harry narrowed his eyes, touched in his heart.
“Harry, what did you see?” Ron asked curiously from the side.
“My family, my parents, my master, and my sister.” Harry gazed at the mirror greedily, reaching out and touching his mother’s face.
“Why is it different from what I saw?” Ron pouted.
“Because you already have all these things.” Harry turned to him and said.
“Huh? What do you mean?” Ron was a little confused.
“It’s obvious that what this mirror shows are the things we most desire and long for in our hearts.”
“Ron, you want to prove yourself at home, and I want to yearn but not crave a family reunion.” Harry explained to Ron, whose brain hadn’t matured yet.
As long as a normal person slowly analyzes, they can analyze it.
“Let's go, this thing is too fake.” Harry turned around and prepared to leave.
“Ah?” Ron quickly followed, letting out a sour cry.
“This thing is fake, does that mean I can’t be a prefect in the future, and I won't be able to get the Quidditch Cup in the future?” Ron sighed sadly.
“That has to do with your hard work, what does it have to do with this mirror?” Harry looked at him with confusion.
“Didn't you say the content inside is fake?” Ron said.
“He shows fake content, doesn't mean you can't do it!” Harry put up the Invisibility Cloak and motioned for Ron to get in.
Ron obediently got in.
It was getting late, and the two returned to their dormitory.
That mirror was clearly placed there on purpose by someone. Is it Dumbledore?
What is he up to again? Is he testing me?
Harry lay in bed, slowly closing his eyes.
The next day, Harry resumed his original routine. Because he didn't have class, he divided his time between Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.
Then in his spare time, he went to Snape and asked a few questions, then left immediately.
He is constantly walking the line of his anger.
At night, he went to the Forbidden Forest to continue his upgrade journey.
Recently, he found a good place to kill monsters.
There were an endless stream of Acromantula.
It's like a wild magical creature’s base, constantly refreshing.
He killed a group one day, and the next day another group would appear. Anyway, Harry has never killed all of them. Every day he would go and kill a group.
This made him feel very happy, saving him the time of finding magical creatures.
He also saw unicorns, centaurs, thestrals, griffins, and other dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest. But wearing the Invisibility Cloak, they couldn't see that there was a human. He had observed them at close range once.
Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak and battled a group of Acromantula.
Although wearing an Invisibility Cloak allows you to silently and silently kill these Acromantula.
This can ensure his own safety, but his combat ability will not be trained at all.
This doesn't maximize the benefits of practical combat.
He not only wants to gain upgrade experience, but also combat experience. This will allow him to comprehensively improve his strength.
Instead of a flower grown in a greenhouse.
It looks healthy, but is actually fragile.
At this time, the Acromantula were quickly crawling towards him from all directions.
Facing this murderer who slaughtered their companions, they only wanted to eat.
Yes, they just wanted to eat this food in front of them. As for avenging their companions, they have no such idea.
Even if their own kind die, it's better, they can eat their bodies too.
Harry held his wand and waved his hand: “Fire Wall!”
Three fire walls, each 2 meters long and wide, appeared behind him, forming a fan shape to protect Harry’s back and defend against the enemy coming from behind.
The flames on the fire wall are not ordinary fire, but magical flames influenced by Harry's power attribute. The higher his power, the greater the power of the flames.
If these Acromantula dared to pass through the fire wall directly, the only result is that they would be burnt to charcoal the moment they passed through the fire wall.
A flash of yellow light flashed in Harry's eyes, and a low voice sounded: "Slowing Spell!”