I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

"So, you saw your parents?" Standing in front of the Mirror of Erised, Louis looked at Harry and asked.

It was a weird floor-length mirror. The material of the frame was unclear, but it was probably bronze. It had words like The Riddler printed on it.

"Eris Stella Ohru Ayiteubi Kafulu Ayiteon Voorhees."

In English it is Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.

Read it backwards and re-segment it, and it becomes I show not your face but your heart's desire.

What I show is not your face, but the desire deep in your heart.

"Yeah." Harry's emerald eyes were full of sadness.

His right hand slowly touched the edge of the mirror, his eyes full of longing. Louis couldn't see what Harry saw, but he felt Harry's desire.

He put his arm around Harry's shoulders and gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder.

"What can you see?" Harry turned and asked.

"Me?" Louis looked at the mirror.

After a while, Harry asked with concern: "What's wrong with you Louis, have you seen your parents too?"

"No." Louis wiped his tears and stopped looking at the mirror.

"What on earth did you see?" Catherine stood aside and asked with great interest: "You actually wiped your tears like a girl, with a shameful face."

Louis sighed secretly in his heart and completely sealed the image in the mirror into the deepest part of his memory.

Just let this dream go with the wind.

"It's nothing." Louis shook his head: "It's just some emotions... So, Catherine, don't you want to take a look?"

Catherine nodded and walked to the mirror.

She saw the grown-up Louis standing in front of him, wearing a very formal pure white military uniform with a flower on his chest, holding her arm with a smile.

"The words on this mirror must be read backwards." Louis' voice appeared at the right time: "What I show is not your face, but the desire deep in your heart."

Catherine's white cheeks were stained with a suspicious blush.

Only a ghost would long for this silly little deer... But the grown-up deer is really handsome...

So handsome, just take another look.

The senior sister’s eyes were filled with little pink stars.

"As expected of my little deer..." She muttered to herself and actually spoke out.

If it's broken, her Mirror of Erised couldn't be me, right? Louis almost choked to death from his bold idea.

How is it possible? A woman like Senior Sister should obviously be more eager to stand at the top. How can she be a love brain?

Well, it was indeed like this before I met you.

Now she is almost like Shinomiya Kaguya, moving from an ice sculpture beauty to a sand sculpture beauty.

Of course, he didn't want to expose his senior sister's Mirror of Erised, let alone Harry and Ron. How could they dare to commit suicide if they hadn't taken the courage to do so?

This incident was considered an episode. After returning to the Slytherin common room, Louis began to prepare Christmas gifts for people he knew.

First of all, he must prepare it for grandpa. He bought all the snacks that could be bought in the magic world and sent them to grandpa. But Emeris was exhausted. When she came back from grandpa, she also brought a Grandpa Feng scolded him for being so tired that he wrote a letter to his owl baby.

It's my grandfather's turn.

There was also a record brought with the letter. Grandpa said it was left by his mother.

Diana sent a few bottles of beauty potions produced by Professor Snape, and Diana responded with a letter of thanks and expressing her thoughts.

The uncle and aunt were very simple. Louis simply gave his uncle a shock absorber produced by the magic world. He always loved racing cars; according to his aunt, it was also the same beauty potion, which is very useful for women.

Wait until next year and see if we can figure out a way to get Ron's dad to give his uncle the entire flying car.

Cousin Charlie sent him a glove that could be controlled remotely using his mind, the kind that even Muggles could use, so that he wouldn't have to reach out when he called the servants from the fourth floor to come up and open the curtains for him. Reach for the phone.

My cousin is very lazy, a complete mommy's boy and a scumbag, but at least my cousin is nice to him.

Cousin Anne and her two aunts also had the same beauty potion. When Louis sent it, he was still lamenting that it was indeed better to spend time with women.

The gifts for the three little ones were also easier to prepare. Harry's gift was a pair of black-rimmed glasses and a pair of racing goggles; Ron's gift was a brand-new outfit, which cost thirty dollars from Madam Malkin. Long ordered it; and Hermione bought her a big pie-faced cat named Crookshanks.

Draco's gift was a platinum ring with a snake coiled on it, which looked very Slytherin.

After preparing so many things, he was a little tired. He sat in the Slytherin lounge and prepared to listen to his mother's record before preparing gifts for the professors.

Electronic devices are not allowed in Hogwarts, but gramophones are still available.

He sat on the sofa, made himself a cup of black tea, crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa to find a comfortable position, and turned on the phonograph.

The sound of a three-stringed harp sounded, which was inconsistent with the sound.

He shouldn't drink black tea. He has to let the house elves make a bowl of it anyway. It would be authentic if he paired it with these three strings.

I understand, isn't this "Exploring Qingshui River"? Why, does mom still have this talent?

After the three-string prelude played, the voice of the oriole-like orioles came out from the gramophone. The voice was soft and had the feeling of a Jiangnan water town, but the song was actually a Beijing film.

"The wand is sharp and pointed, and the broomsticks are flying all over the sky. The wizards in their positions, listen carefully to what I have to say~ Alas, this happened in Godric's Hollow, England, Albus Dumbledore, graceful Beautiful boy hehehehe~"

"When it comes to Dumbledore, I feel depressed all day long. My father and mother passed away early. The three brothers and sisters live together and take care of the family. It's so miserable. Come and see Gellert. The passionate little handsome guy uh uh uh uh~"

Lewis suddenly understood why Principal Dumbledore had such a complicated expression when he mentioned his mother.

Good guy, it turns out that the persecution of professors is inherited from our ancestors, and the roots are found here.

Like mother like son belongs to yes.

It’s okay for me to persecute the Sect a few times when I have nothing to do. If you have nothing to do, you keep poking at Dumbledore’s heart. Isn’t it a bit too much...

"At midnight, the goblins were noisy, and Gellert, who had been thinking about it day and night, came to the door of his house and asked Liao to meet him at midnight. Albus was shy and bowed his head, speechless. Naaaah~”

Is this something I can listen to for free? God is so shy...

It's up to his mother to take care of the whole thing... Louis quickly turned off the phonograph in order to avoid hearing the fourth-guessing tunes that he couldn't listen to at his age.

After taking out the disc, it was decided that this record should be regarded as a Christmas gift for Principal Dumbledore. Anyway, he can understand Siris language.

Well, to avoid getting into trouble, Louis got two more pairs of thick, fat wool socks stuffed with a bunch of Honeydukes' latest candies.

(Tanqingshuihe is the version written by Gu Pavilion Master Xicai, the editor-in-chief of UP Station B. It is so magical. I recommend you to listen to it. This tune has always been in my mind and I can’t stop at all...)