Change the world from Hogwarts

This is not a conventional word formation in today's English. Just by looking at it, Connor felt a strange feeling.

Latin?

It's not like that.

This is not even rune text or Ogma text. After running through those magic-related languages ​​​​in his mind, Connor found that he had no answer at all.

While looking around, his eyes finally focused on the front of the huge ornate mirror.

Reflected above is his face.

He is an ordinary 11-year-old wizard with red hair and wearing a Hufflepuff college wizard robe. There is nothing special about him.

But soon, the picture inside changed.

What was reflected in the mirror was a small manor located deep in the jungle, with bursts of laughter and laughter coming from inside.

After a while, a red-haired child ran out of the house.

"Phil! Let's go!"

Then, a silver-white bighorn bull rushed over, carried the child on his body and ran straight outside, towards the depths of the trees.

After arriving at the edge of a lake, he lay down directly on the grass, and countless small animals surrounded him.

The deer rubbed his cheek, and the little rabbit snuggled into his arms, looking carefree and extremely comfortable.

This was his childhood life and his happiest day.

Studying there, learning magic, and spending time with animal companions day and night, most of the needs were met, and it seemed like there was no need for anything else.

Just looking at the scene that was exactly the same as his own memory, Connor couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile on his face.

At that time, he even thought that after traveling around the world and feeling tired of everything outside, it would not be difficult to live in that unknown forest with a vast lake for the rest of his life.

These are beautiful, but Connor has no particular attachment to them.

Because this was his daily life, and even in the future, this life will not change much.

After coming back to his senses, he returned his gaze to the top of the magic mirror. The previously obscure and unclear sentences became easier to understand.

"It's nothing more than mirroring the most common sentences and writing them."

What I show is not your face but the desire of your heart.

(I show not your face but your hearts desire)

"It feels very interesting to be able to see clearly my true inner thoughts and desires through this mirror."

After turning around, Connor looked at the old man beside him.

But at this time, he didn't respond. His eyes under the half-moon lenses were a little lost. It wasn't until a while later that he really came back to his senses.

"Um?"

After realizing the question Connor asked, he raised a gentle smile.

"Ah, yes, this Mirror of Erised is so magical. It will attract countless people to spend time in front of it and waste time, but you..."

Dumbledore looked at Connor, his expression revealing a touch of emotion.

"There are very few people like you who can break free from it just by looking at it. Even an adult wizard will get lost in it."

"Well, this is quite normal. After all, most people in life have certain regrets. These regrets will accumulate in the heart and turn into a kind of desire. Generally speaking, the older you are and the more you have experienced, the more you desire in your heart."

There was nothing reserved or hidden, Connor just talked about it.

"Considering from this aspect, it is easier for children to break away from the temptation of this mirror, because children can easily be satisfied."

"...It's a very interesting and convincing theory. My child, you should live a very happy life."

"Yes."

Connor never doubted it.

"Whether it's my father or my mother, they are both very kind to me, and they have trained me into what I am now."

"Well, that's a good thing."

There was still nothing to talk about between them. After the topic about the Mirror of Erised ended, the principal's room seemed to fall into a brief silence.

The portraits of the principals on the wall all have their eyes closed, looking like they are sleeping soundly, while Fox on the shelf has his head buried in feathers.

It looked like she was preening her feathers, but the phoenix's big eyes peeked out from time to time.

It was obviously an ordinary conversation, but in the end, the atmosphere became much weirder.

"This mirror existed in this school when I was very young and studying here."

Finally, Dumbledore spoke first to break the strange atmosphere.

He began to miss those things in the past, and his old hand even gently touched the edge of the gorgeous mirror.

"I found it in a very special place, a very special room. From then on, whenever I had something on my mind, I would go to that room and stare at the mirror.

Looking at it, I can feel great satisfaction."

"Then what did you see?"

"I've seen a lot of things."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"When I was young, I always thought that I would achieve great things, so I mostly saw grand careers. When I grew older, I started to worry about my family, my brothers, my sisters, my parents..."

But he obviously didn't finish speaking, and just fell into a long pause and silence.

In the end, it was Connor who completely completed it himself.

"And a lover?"

"……right."

Dumbledore whispered.

His voice became weaker and weaker, as if to avoid touching and disturbing the memories that existed in his mind.

"When I was young, I really had a lot to think about, including my studies, career, and family. But now that I'm older and have seen more, I just think about when I can get a new pair of wool socks to wear."

Why did you suddenly jump here again?

Was there a transition from family to wool socks?

However, Dumbledore didn't notice Connor's eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

He just sighed.

"But unfortunately, no one is willing to give me new socks so far. They only care about how many books I have read, and they keep sending me books."

"Then this... is indeed a bit regretful."

When Dumbledore mentioned books, Connor also realized that he was implicitly expressing other meanings.

If books represent achievement and knowledge, then wool socks.

"It seems like there are three months until Christmas?"

"right."

"I don't know what Christmas gift I will receive, and I hope this Christmas won't be too cold."

Just talking to himself like this, Dumbledore's body under his robe also trembled, as if the warm principal's office had really become cold.

"Let's move it to another place together. This mirror must be properly kept."

"good."

Connor looked at the mirror again, but this time what he saw was a crowd.

Under the gloomy sky, a large number of wizards stood like this, forming a circle, but they were not besieging anyone. The lowered heads seemed to express their humble attitude.

"!!!"