Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Unlike Tiera, who took advantage of the Christmas holidays to study and absorb knowledge, Harry seemed to have nothing to do.

Not only did he not participate in the twins' snowball fight, but even Ron invited Harry to play wizard chess together, and Harry seemed a little absent-minded.

Every day Harry looked forward to night.

Tiera spends half of her time at night reading books or secretly recording and analyzing magic in diaries.

So Tiera clearly knew that Harry would quietly get up from the bed every night, put on an invisibility cloak, stop by Tiera's bed for a while, and then gently walk to the stairs downstairs.

On this day, Harry came to the abandoned classroom very well.

Harry saw his parents smile again in the mirror...and an old man with a beard...

"So you're here again, Harry?" said the bearded old man, sitting on an abandoned desk, shaking his legs.

Harry only felt that his internal organs were suddenly frozen into ice.

He immediately turned around and looked back, the bearded old man sitting on a table by the wall was none other than Albus Dumbledore.

Harry must have walked right past him just now, and he must have been too eager to look in the mirror to notice Dumbledore.

"I, I didn't see you, sir." Harry whispered nervously.

"It's weird, it's obviously you who's wearing an invisibility cloak instead of me." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Harry was relieved to see the kind of smile on his face that was very similar to Tiera's.

"So," said Dumbledore, sliding off the table and sitting on the floor with Harry, "you have discovered the joys of the Mirror of Erised, like hundreds of others before you."

"I didn't know it was called that, sir."

"But I guess you already know its magic by now?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

"It, oh yes, I see my family..."

"It also made your friend Ron see that he has become the president of the Boys Student Union." Dumbledore paused and said with a smile, as if he was in a particularly happy mood, "And our cute little genius like a porcelain doll, Tiera. ... He also saw his parents, and where he used to live, and his pet puppy."

"How do you know..."

"I don't have to have an Invisibility Cloak to be invisible," Dumbledore said softly. "Then, can you think about what the Mirror of Erised has allowed us all to see?"

Harry shook his head, he had a guess in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Let me explain. The happiest person in the world can use the Mirror of Erised as an ordinary mirror, that is, what he sees in the mirror is his own appearance. Do you understand something?"

Harry was thinking. Then he said slowly: "The mirror makes us see what we want...whatever we want..."

"Yes, and no," said Dumbledore softly, "it shows us only the deepest, most intense longings of our hearts. You never saw your family, so you saw them standing there. Around you. Ron Weasley has always been dwarfed by his brothers, so he sees himself standing alone, the best of them all. And Tierra, he's nostalgic about the past, he's desperate to get back To the place where he used to play, because his parents were killed, he..." Dumbledore paused, "he probably longed for his parents to live to old age..."

"However, the mirror can neither teach us nor tell us the truth. People spend their days in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and even driven mad because they don't know everything in the mirror. Is it real, is it possible."

"Tomorrow the mirror is moving to a new place, Harry, I beg you to stop looking for it. If you happen to see it one day, be prepared. Indulge in illusory dreams and forget about reality. Life, it's useless, just remember... well, that's all for today, why don't you put on that wonderful invisibility cloak and go back to sleep?"

Harry stood up.

"Sir... Professor Dumbledore? May I ask you a question?"

"It goes without saying that you did just that." Dumbledore smiled, "However, you can ask me one more question."

"When you looked in the magic mirror, what did you see?"

"Me?" Dumbledore laughed, and stood up as well, and raised his bright purple robe a little at Harry.

Only then did Harry realize that Dumbledore, an old man who might be over a hundred years old, was dressed in a playful manner today. He was wearing a loose purple robe. Under the purple robe, he was wearing a pair of light blue starry cashmere trousers, with tights tucked at the bottom. Into a pair of thick wool socks of the same color.

"I have already received what I wanted before this year~www.wuxiahere.com~ Now I only hope that you little wizards have a bright future."

Harry tilted his head in confusion.

"Hahahaha!" Dumbledore seemed to laugh happily, reached out and rubbed Harry's head, messing up Harry's soft hair.

"Go back to sleep. If the little wizard sleeps too late, he won't grow taller. Although there is a potion that can solve this problem, that potion is as unpalatable as a moldy milkshake," Dumbledore said.

"Okay, sir." Harry nodded.

"Oh, yes, Harry." Dumbledore stopped him again.

"What's the matter, sir?" Harry asked.

"As a friend, you should find an opportunity... to remind our little Tiera that having goals is a good thing, but don't push yourself too hard... let him take a proper rest... some things... no matter what. It's useless to try hard, after all..." Dumbledore seemed to be a little confused whether he should say the following words, "After all, the dead cannot be resurrected, Harry, you must also remember this sentence, there is no power in this world. Bringing the dead back to life."

"Okay sir." Harry seemed a little lost. After nodding his head, he quickly disappeared at the door of the classroom.

After Harry disappeared, Dumbledore was soon alone in the abandoned classroom.

Dumbledore stood blankly in front of the Mirror of Erised, the shadow behind him was like a lonely and desolate river.

Dumbledore's old bark-like face was filled with loneliness and loneliness that could not be concealed.

"Tiera...Gellert...Grindelwald..." The vague words that came out of Dumbledore's mouth echoed in the dark classroom.

Dumbledore looked at the Mirror of Erised with some disappointment.