Chapter 159 Snape's Anger

Time, 12 o'clock in the evening, in an empty classroom on the sixth floor.

Harry heard Snape and Filch's footsteps slowly going away, and he had time to pay attention to the scene in the room where he was hiding.

It looked like an abandoned classroom.

Many tables and chairs were piled against the wall, showing a large black shadow, and there was also an upside-down wastebasket - but on the wall facing him, 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.

It was a very grand mirror, reaching the ceiling, with a gorgeous golden frame and two claw-shaped feet underneath.

A line of words was engraved on the top: wangyuan dezhongxin nishi erlian denishi budechu zhaowo .

Now that Filch and Snape's voices could no longer be heard, Harry's nervous mood relaxed.

He slowly approached the mirror and wanted to take a look at his image.

After all, if nothing unexpected happened, he would stay here tonight until morning.

Because Snape and Filch would definitely stare at the road from the sixth floor to the Ravenclaw Tower, thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but feel a little churning in his stomach and secretly bitter.

Now, he probably caught a cold.

But soon, another phenomenon diverted Harry's attention-the mirror was empty!

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

From Ryan's perspective, Harry Potter was surprised at first, and turned his head suddenly to look behind him.

For a period of time afterwards, he was pale, terrified, and reached out his hand to grope behind him.

Ryan had read the original book and naturally knew what Harry saw, but Dumbledore, who had also run to the corner of the room, was a little confused.

He looked puzzled, as if he thought the mirror was broken, or a Boggart had moved in.

But soon, his doubts disappeared.

That's because Harry finally realized something. He looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes looked exactly like Harry's. Then he found that she was crying. She was smiling and crying at the same time. The tall, thin man with black hair standing next to her put his arms around her.

The man wore glasses and had messy hair. A tuft of hair on the back of his head stood up unruly, just like Harry's.

Harry's nose was pressed tightly against the mirror, and his nose was flattened like a toad, but Ryan couldn't laugh. He understood what was in Harry's eyes now and how much he wanted.

"Mom?" Harry whispered, "Dad?"

From Ryan's perspective, Harry slowly turned his head and looked at other parts of the mirror.

Ryan understood that this was Harry observing his other family members.

Dumbledore wiped his eyes and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but Dumbledore was a little confused. He actually knew Harry's family. With the authority of this magic mirror, he could clearly see the picture from Harry's perspective.

But except for James and Lily, the appearance of James' parents and others was not quite correct. They all had the same green eyes and nose as Harry, and a little old man even had the same uneven knees as Harry.

How to say it, except for the green eyes, James' mother's appearance was not quite accurate, and the others were almost accurate, which made Dumbledore gradually reveal a puzzled expression.

Ryan, who was observing from the side, also shifted from Harry to Dumbledore.

Combining the original work and Dumbledore's age, Ryan could almost guess the point of Dumbledore's doubts.

In the Potter family, only Lily had green eyes.

Harry still has memories of Lily and James in his subconscious, so their appearances are not distorted.

But Harry has no impression of his grandparents.

Fleamont Potter is Harry's grandfather. They gave birth to James very late. They doted on James very much.

But unfortunately, although they saw their son marry Lily, a girl from Muggle, they died of dragon pox before Harry was born.

This also made Harry only imagine the appearance of his grandparents.

His grandfather was almost the same because the male members of the Potter family looked the same.

Dumbledore didn't doubt it for too long. His attention was all focused on Harry.

Harry kept holding the mirror, looking and looking, and then fell asleep wrapped in the invisibility cloak.

Dumbledore showed up, waved his wand, and a thick quilt was wrapped around Harry. Ryan could see that this quilt was set to disappear as soon as Harry woke up.

What a brilliant magic, amazing.

Seeing that Harry had fallen asleep, Ryan returned to the dormitory and began to play with the cat for the first time in a long time.

On the other side, in the principal's office, another intense conversation took place. The portraits in the offices of the former principals were snoring and fell into a deep sleep.

"Dumbledore, Ravenclaw, invisibility, first-year footprints, and the number of first-year students in Ravenclaw who were detained."

"Dumbledore, you know what I'm talking about!" Snape's ginger face was filled with long-lost anger.

"Quiet." Dumbledore waved his wand, and the voices between them were confined in this small space.

Phineas Nigellus Black, who was almost woken up, smacked his mouth.

"Severus, you have to understand, this is all for Harry's good." The greatest white wizard explained patiently.

"Aha! I knew it was him!"

"I was so confused. How could I have thought that boy would be like his mother!"

"Like his father, he relied on that invisibility trick to wander around all day and night, fooling around! In a castle with Quirrell, a dark wizard!" Snape paced around Dumbledore, "By the way, That invisibility cloak is an old thing from Potter's time, right? Why, you repaired it and gave it to that boy this Christmas?"

"I knew it was all your fault!"

"Why? Don't you kick Quirrell out! Why? When that boy is assigned to Ravenclaw, doesn't like to go out, and loves to study, you give him the Invisibility Cloak? I guess you must have said something else. This is him. Father, let him use it well." Snape changed his tone and found an excuse for his beloved Harry, and he guessed it by coincidence.

"Severus, you guessed it right. What? You are not a roundworm in my belly. You have already guessed the content of the letter I sent to Harry." Dumbledore said a wisecrack, "Severus, what's wrong with you?" Going to leave?"

"I'm going to the sixth floor to get rid of Filch." Snape said in a low voice, suppressing his anger.

"Severus, are you afraid that Harry won't be able to return to the dormitory because he will catch a cold?" Dumbledore joked, and the only answer was Snape's more urgent footsteps.