This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

‘I don’t understand…’

‘This… I can only understand the beginning…’

‘This is interesting, but I haven’t experienced the deep theoretical stuff…’

This magazine is really interesting—if you don’t count the half of it that I can’t understand. If Andrew hadn’t talked to Percy in the library, he would have thought that the man in front of him was trying to show him off.

Moreover, after barely reading the parts that he could understand, Andrew found that Percy had almost ruined such a thick stack of documents…

Well, it was indeed ruined—because Andrew could see Percy’s carelessness when he occasionally glanced at it, and he almost handled the documents in a muddle. Of course, it is possible that Percy is so capable that he can figure out the key points of those documents and handle them well with just a little effort.

Just as he was about to open the second magazine, Percy, who had finished messing with the documents, stood up suddenly as if he had made up his mind, "Andrew, come over here."

"Ah? Okay."

He stood up blankly, and Percy said very quickly, "The professor got a mirror today, it's very useful, it can predict the future."

As if demonstrating to Andrew, he took two steps at a time and came to a very impressive mirror - Andrew saw it when he came, but didn't think much about it.

Please - he still has to learn Transfiguration, let alone something like a mirror that is not strange at all, even if something strange like a cat climbing frame appears, he will not make any complaints about the layout of Professor McGonagall's office.

But now that Percy introduced it, he would not choose to refuse, and took a serious look at this so-called mirror that predicts the future.

It is very tall and has a gorgeous golden frame. At the bottom are two claw-like foot supports, and at the top of the mirror is a line of magic words - ensedstraehruaytohsi.

Percy was looking at himself in the mirror at the moment, as if he was bewitched by the mirror.

‘Is it a contraband item to be destroyed? ’

‘Is Percy bewitched by the mirror? ’

Such thoughts emerged in Andrew’s mind, but he had no excuse to stop Percy - and if he was really bewitched by the mirror, Andrew would be courting death if he didn’t run away, because he was the fifth-year class leader!

“Oh, by the way, come and see, Andrew.”

Percy said to Andrew with a hint of reluctance.

Don’t do this!

Andrew even had the urge to turn around and run away, but after calculating the distance from himself to the door and the comparison of his strength with Percy, he had to choose to be polite and gave up the idea of ​​running away and backhand attacking Percy.

“Here, okay, this is it.”

Andrew faced Percy with the back of his head and secretly closed his eyes - it’s better to delay for a while, Professor McGonagall, please finish the get out of class quickly!

However, nothing happened. He just looked at it for a while, and Percy didn't even check if he closed his eyes. "Right, right, I'll look at it for a while."

Andrew readily gave up his seat and went back to read the magazine. However, he couldn't read the article that he didn't understand. He was almost tortured to sit there and watch Percy looking in the mirror.

After a while, Percy probably felt that he was not good enough to keep looking, so he dragged Andrew over again, and even specifically told him that prophecies might not be accurate, but it was better not to communicate - then within two minutes, he called Andrew away with his eyes closed, and started to look happily.

No, if you like it so much, just keep looking - I really don't care.

Finally, after Andrew was replaced for the third time, Professor McGonagall appeared. She opened the door of the office and saw Andrew who was reading the magazine there nervously, "Mr. Taylor, do you have another question?"

"Oh, Weasley, have you finished processing the documents? What did you see in the mirror?"

Ah? Can the mirror really see the future?

"Ah, professor, you're back." Percy, who was looking at the mirror over there, was stunned for a moment, his face a little red, "I found this mirror after I finished processing the documents."

"It's okay, it's still very interesting."

Professor McGonagall nodded, but Percy was obviously a little guilty and quickly left in a hurry.

"What difficulties did you encounter, Mr. Taylor?"

"It's like this, professor," Andrew took out his wand to demonstrate while wondering, "Isn't the bubble head spell popular in the school recently? I used the principle of Transfiguration to simply imitate it, but the current strength of the spell is completely incomparable to the original spell, and the breakthrough methods I can think of are all related to the growth of magic power..."

"This idea... is indeed interesting, can you do it again?"

...

"Structural problem... refer to the Muggle device?"

As Andrew expected, Professor McGonagall can always provide an extremely high-quality reference direction, and she even proposed a few spells that Andrew can try to imitate with interest.

"Okay, professor, I'll try it when I get back."

"Don't worry, have you seen the Mirror of Erised?"

"Not yet, professor."

Percy obviously couldn't be sold in this situation.

"Try to take a look."

After the professor proved that it was harmless, Andrew was indeed a little curious. He walked over quickly, looked at the mirror, and thought about how it would confuse him.

The next moment, he saw himself making dumplings... To be more precise, it was himself in his previous life, making dumplings, the kind of dumplings that the family made together.

He was stunned for a moment, and the picture in the mirror began to shake - the buddy who saved people together that year appeared. He seemed to be much older, with a bit of excitement and cursing on his face, while Andrew on the side was grinning and laughing.

The two were playing games around the game console, and Andrew deliberately killed the other party after completing most of the two-person cooperation.

‘Fuck... I should let you kid be tricked by me in the game a few times...’

His eyes were red, and the picture began to shake again - messy fantasies began to emerge shallowly, but soon disappeared, and finally the mirror flashed back and forth with the first two pictures.

‘Really... I wish it was a prophecy...’

Andrew shook his head with a little reluctance, he already knew the effect of the magic mirror.

He took a deep breath and turned his head, "Professor, it's very interesting, better than I thought - dreams are not as perfect as it."

"That's right, so Dumbledore said it was a little dangerous, but I'm glad you realized its flaws so quickly."

"It's so beautiful..." Andrew shook his head, and its impact was greater than Andrew thought.

"But it's still an unforgettable experience," Professor McGonagall seemed to want to say something, but finally stopped, "Go and rest first, and when you feel that you have completely gotten rid of its influence, come to my office."