Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Chapter 59 The Mirror of Erised

Fortunately, Zhang Qiu noticed him first.

Zhang Qiu showed a smile that was neither close nor alienated, and greeted Harry: "Hi, Harry."

Although Zhang Qiu did not show a deliberate alienation emotion, but this kind of attitude towards strangers

Attitude is more likely to create a sense of distance.

It's like what Merlin said: "The most painful sentence between lovers is not 'I hate you', but 'I don't know you'."

This faint sense of strangeness made Harry a little uneasy. His sixth sense told him that if he wanted to become close friends with Zhang Qiu, he had to break the barrier that Zhang Qiu deliberately created.

Harry turned his head and said exaggeratedly angrily, "How dare you? You should call me the famous Harry Potter!"

"Pfft..." Zhang Qiu couldn't help laughing.

Then she turned her face quickly, pretending that nothing happened, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

Seeing Zhang Qiu smile, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't have any reason, he felt that there was some difference between Zhang Qiu and just now.

Now that Harry didn't feel restrained at first, he asked, "What book are you looking for, let me help you."

"Okay." Zhang Qiu did not refuse, but smiled sweetly.

"I'm looking for a book on the history of magic, "The Migration Journey of Medieval Wizards."

Harry looked at Zhang Qiu in surprise, mixed with a hint of appreciation.

Zhang Qiu was baffled by Harry's look, and asked somewhat cautiously, "Is there anything dirty on my face?" She wiped her face with her hands.

There is no girl who does not care about her image in the eyes of others, whether it is an Eastern woman or a Western woman.

Harry chuckled softly, "No, your face is very clean, three points cleaner than the snow outside."

Sweet words, Harry is easy to catch.

Zhang Qiu quickly turned his face away, continued to look for the book, and concealed the blush on his face: "Then what are you reading?"

"I'm just surprised that there are girls who can read boring books on the history of magic." Harry replied honestly.

Zhang Qiu's head was full of question marks: "Really? I always think the history of magic is very interesting."

"Personal hobbies are different, but it is indeed beneficial to read more magic history books. You can know the ups and downs by using history as a mirror, and you can know gains and losses by using people as a mirror."

Zhang Qiu said in surprise: "You can speak Chinese, it's still so standard."

That's right, Harry's last sentence was indeed spoken in Chinese, and he just sent it out of feeling.

Harry nodded and said in Chinese, "My Mandarin is even better than yours."

Zhang Qiu was pleasantly surprised. In this magic school that is prone to loneliness, suddenly there is a person who can speak the same language as himself. How can words describe the excitement in his heart?

But she hesitated and said, "You don't know how to say a few words, do you?"

Harry felt slightly sad. As a Chinese, someone asked you, can you speak Chinese? That kind of mood is definitely very complicated.

He said: "Of course not. My Chinese has already passed level 99. I can recite 5,000 years of Chinese civilization backwards. I can silently write 300 Tang poems at the age of two. There are none of the four great classics that I am not familiar with..."

Zhang Qiu was a little confused by what Harry said.

She said, "Then let's communicate in Chinese?"

"Okay!" Harry hadn't used Chinese for a long time.

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The two of them communicated like this. From time to time, students passed by them would look at them with puzzled eyes, not understanding what they were talking about.

Every time at this time, Zhang Qiu would feel a sense of secret joy, as if she was doing something secretly, this feeling did not make her uncomfortable, but a very warm feeling.

The two people looked at each other and smiled, tacitly understanding each other.

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"Ah, it's too bad, we haven't looked for books yet." Zhang Qiu said suddenly.

Harry didn't speak, turned and left, took out a book with a black cover from two bookshelves, and held it in front of Zhang Qiu.

This book was exactly what Zhang Qiu was looking for.

"How do you know this book is there?" Zhang Qiu asked curiously.

Harry asked rhetorically, "Is there a rule that only Zhang Qiu can read this book? Haha, just kidding, I have read this book before, so I know its location."

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The two fell into silence, because Zhang Qiu's book had already been found, so she would naturally leave, but neither of them wanted to mention this.

At this moment, the cutie seemed to understand the master's thoughts. It stood up from Harry's arms and jumped into Zhang Qiu's arms. Zhang Qiu quickly hugged the cutie to prevent it from falling.

Little cutie is worthy of being a girl killer, Zhang Qiu was captured in an instant.

Zhang Qiu gently caressed the little cutie's body, feeling very fond of it, and the little cutie also had a look of enjoyment, arching Zhang Qiu's hillside vigorously, Zhang Qiu giggled.

Harry gritted his teeth, is this what a female cat should do?

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Harry said: "It seems that my little cutie likes you very much, can you look after me for a while?"

"Okay, what's the matter?" Zhang Qiu raised her head and looked at Harry. She was holding the cutie in her left hand, and the little finger of her right hand was pulling her hair back.

This action actually has an aura that doesn't match his age.

Harry was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I want to take a tour of this tower."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

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After the two said goodbye, Harry entered the abandoned floor on the upper floor. Harry came here to find the Mirror of Erised. He never gave up searching. Every few days, he would find a building to search for. But there has been no gain. Harry had already looked for the building where the library was located, and today it was just a routine inspection.

Going up floor by floor, until the fifth floor, Harry absently pushed open a door, and then, Harry was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In this disused classroom, many tables and chairs were stacked against the wall, and there was an upside-down wastebasket—but, on the wall facing him. But there is something that doesn't seem to belong here, as if someone put it here temporarily because there is no place to put it.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, in an ornate gold frame, and supported by two claw-shaped feet. Inscribed on the top is a line: Erisstra ehruait ubikafruait on vorhes!

This is the Mirror of Erised. If it wasn't for the fear that the people below would hear it, Harry would have almost screamed out.

When he didn't care the most, the magic mirror suddenly appeared in front of him. That kind of surprise is beyond words.

Harry pumped his fist hard twice, trying to calm himself down.

Harry walked towards the mirror with a nervous and apprehensive heart. He was really curious about what kind of magic mirror, which can reflect people's false world, would show him when he stood in front of the mirror. screen.

Harry approached slowly, until his whole body appeared in the big mirror.

Harry stared at the Mirror of Erised, trying to see what his desire was.

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Then, his face froze, and his eyes seemed to be eating people.

"Depend on!"

Harry had never been so angry. He lifted his foot and kicked the magic mirror hard, but the metal perimeter kicked Harry back unceremoniously.

pain……

So in this cold and twelfth lunar month weather, with tears in his eyes, Harry thought of a line of lyrics: the north wind blows, the snowflakes float...

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