I was inventing at Hogwarts

"But we already have an invisibility cloak."

Harry still wouldn't give up.

This was the big plan he and Ron had been discussing all afternoon.

After deciding, they happily jumped up and down on the bed to celebrate for a long time.

Neville, who just went back to the dormitory to rest, was hit by a pillow as soon as he came in.

So it makes sense that it would end up being a pillow fight in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory, right?

The invisibility cloak is light and thin, so it's no problem to carry it with you.

And he and Ron tried just walking next to each other.

The invisibility cloak fits four little wizards just fine.

Harry unfolded the Invisibility Cloak and called Rigg and Hermione to come in quickly.

Rigg lowered his head and got in, holding Hermione in his right hand.

Hermione carefully tugged on the hem of Rigg's shirt.

Rigg is in front of Harry and behind is Ron.

The four of them clung to each other and tried to take a few steps, as if they were dancing a tango.

The invisibility cloak is like a water curtain that does not affect the vision of people inside, but is completely invisible to people outside.

This is a top-level magic product that is much more advanced than the Disillusionment Curse.

Harry discovered it after playing in the dormitory for a long time.

What's this?

An artifact for night travel!

At most, it's because Rig is too tall, and Ron's feet are sometimes exposed.

Ron quickly said: "If a professor or Filch comes over, let's just squat down a little."

Hermione walked out with a tigerish face, lifted her invisibility cloak.

"So you are going to see Lu Wei again?"

"We're not playing for ourselves."

Ron shouted that he was wronged.

He and Harry were definitely not looking for a night out.

Only a few hundred million points.

Harry nodded quickly, fearing that Hermione would misunderstand, "We are now sending evidence that Quirrell went to the corridor. If we can catch him, we can tell the professors."

Hermione hesitated.

It sounds reasonable, and this can make up for their previous night outings.

If one day, little Malfoy gets mad again and reports that they were the ones wandering that night, he will have a reason to defend himself.

Rigg also thinks it’s meow.

He had been thinking about how to hammer Quirrell to death.

Quirrell was not like Professor Snape, who could make Harry and the others full of disgust with just his face and strange comments.

Quirrell's reputation at Hogwarts has always been average and a little crazy.

Hermione's roommate even sympathized with Quirrell, thinking that he had been damaged by vampires.

"And the invisibility cloak does not consume magic power and has no requirements on magic level."

Rigg also joined the team to persuade Hermione.

Hearing this, Hermione reflexively looked at Ron.

Ron groaned for a long time, unable to refute.

I secretly made up my mind to study hard.

Start tomorrow!

Rigg continued: "We can take turns wearing the invisibility cloak and go to the three-headed dog Lu Wei to wait for Quirrell. Even..."

Rigg hesitated.

"If Quirrell opens the small drawer, we should also go down and take a look. Otherwise, what if the things are really taken away by him?"

Hermione gasped as she thought of the magical Sorcerer's Stone.

"No! This kind of treasure cannot fall into the wrong hands!"

Hermione paced the bathroom irritably.

After a while, she made a decision.

Hermione suddenly turned around and asked Harry to put on the Invisibility Cloak and show him to her.

Harry didn't know why, so he put on the invisibility cloak and took two steps.

Being watched while walking, Harry felt more and more awkward as he walked.

Fortunately Hermione shouted stop.

"It's really not noticeable at all. If you walk slowly, you won't be noticed by the professor."

"And Hagrid also told me how to get past Norbert."

Rigg reminded Hermione, "Don't forget, we still have a school song."

Although it was an accident, Rigg also discovered that music has a miraculous effect on Lu Wei.

"Oh, I also have an old flute that Percy didn't want."

Ron suddenly remembered that he had found it when he was looking through the box.

Mrs. Weasley probably put the wrong box.

Hermione said reluctantly: "Then go."

Rigg, Harry and Ron cheered.

Great!

Rigg made a plan, "Time is tight, we can't leave it until the final review period to go on a night trip."

Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Let's start from today. Let's go together today. We will start in groups of two tomorrow."

The four of them discussed for a long time and made plans for the recent night outing.

"Harry, slow down."

Ron whispered, carefully tugging on Rigg's wizard robe.

The four people tiptoed forward and soon reached the corridor.

After planning for the evening, they immediately went back to pack their things and organize the backpacks they would bring to class the next day.

On the second day of the night trip, I couldn’t remember anything at all.

This is the tragic lesson Harry learned when he brought the wrong book to Potions class.

After packing up, Ron followed Rigg to get a large plate of food and drink.

Ron entered the kitchen, like a mouse falling into an oil bottle, his eyes lit up.

He wants to eat everything.

After finishing eating and resting, the time is up.

It’s time for a night out!

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Please, let's go to the next classroom to take a rest."

"Let's go, there's an empty classroom on the right, be careful with Peeves."

Rigg was also a little tired.

In order to ensure that their secrets would not be revealed, they kept moving forward in a semi-crouched position.

Harry felt like he had used up more energy this night than he would have spent playing a Quidditch match.

The quartet moved into the empty classroom.

Harry took off the invisibility cloak in one go and sat on the chair panting.

Ron was fine.

Because he stood at the end, Sneaky Fish stood up and walked.

Ron looked around with relief.

"What's that?" he asked.

This is an abandoned classroom.

Many tables and chairs were stacked against the wall, forming a large dark shadow, and there was also an upside-down wastepaper basket.

However, on the wall facing the group of four.

But there was something that didn't seem to belong here, as if someone had put it here temporarily because there was no place to put it.

This is a very impressive mirror.

The height reaches to the ceiling, the gorgeous golden frame is supported by two claw-shaped feet.

On top of it is engraved the following inscription: Eristrae Heluait Ubika Fruait on Voges.

Rigg didn't know what the engraved words meant, but he knew it was the Mirror of Erised.

A mirror that reflects the human heart.

Rigg stood up.

I wonder what he saw?

Harry, who was the closest, also curiously approached the mirror, wanting to take a look at his current image.

Oh, he could feel his messy hair being wet with sweat and sticking to his forehead and face.

But the mirror was empty.

Harry took a few steps closer and stood in front of the mirror.

He had to cover his mouth with his hands to stop himself from screaming, only a short "ah" came out.

Harry turned around sharply, his heart beating even crazier than when the book had screamed.

Because he not only saw himself in the mirror, but also saw a lot of people standing behind him.

But there is no one in the room.

The recent night outing had been quite a test on Harry's heart.

He gasped for breath, feeling like he was going to have a heart attack sooner or later.

Harry turned slowly and looked in the mirror.

Ron and Hermione also stood up immediately, thinking that someone was coming.

Yes, there was Harry in the mirror, pale and frightened.

At the same time, there were at least a dozen people standing behind Harry in the mirror.

Harry turned his head and looked behind him. No one else was there.

Rigg, Ron and Hermione were standing next to him, which gave him some comfort.

Harry looked carefully in the mirror again.

In the mirror, a woman standing behind him was smiling and waving at him.

She is a very beautiful woman with dark red hair.

Her eyes look exactly like mine, Harry thought.

Then he noticed she was crying, smiling and crying at the same time. The tall, thin man with dark hair standing next to her put his arms around her. The man wore glasses and had disheveled hair, with a bunch of hair on the back of his head sticking up disobediently, just like Harry's.

Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was almost touching his own nose in the mirror.

"Mom?" he whispered, "Dad?"

Harry understood, he was looking at a family he had never met for the first time in his life.

Rigg hugged Harry to give him some comfort and looked into the mirror.

What you see, only you can see.

Everyone sees it differently.

Rigg saw himself in the mirror.

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