Harry saw a frightened expression in the mirror, and his pale face suddenly smiled.
Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket and pulled out a bright red stone, then blinked and put the stone back into his pocket.
At this moment, Harry felt something heavy fall into his pocket.
"How is it?" Quirrell asked impatiently, "What did you see?"
Harry found the courage to lie.
"I saw myself shaking Dumbledore's hand," Harry made up, "I, I saw myself winning the House Cup for Gryffindor."
Quirrell began to curse again.
"Get away from me." Quirrell pushed Harry roughly.
"He's lying! He's lying!" said a sharp voice.
"Potter, come back here!" Quirrell shouted. "Tell me the truth! What did you just see?"
The sharp voice spoke.
"Let me come and talk to him... face to face..."
"Master, your strength has not recovered yet!"
"I still have this little strength..."
Harry felt as if he was tightly entangled in a devil's net, unable to move at all.
He stood there blankly, watching Quirrell raise his hand to untie the scarf from his head.
The back of Quirrell's head facing the Mirror of Erised... where the back of his head should be, there was a face!
It was a hideous and terrifying face. Even the movies in Tiera's previous life did not show the horror of this face.
The face was as white as chalk, with glowing red eyes and two nostrils as slender as snakes.
"Did you see it? Tiera." Dumbledore, who was already sitting on the chair, said calmly, "This is the consequence of a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, abandons good and evil, and becomes obsessed with power and power."
"Both Quirrell, Soup...Voldemort, they were all talented wizards when they were in school." Dumbledore sighed sadly, "But look at them now..."
"Have a tiger in your heart and smell the roses?" Tiera didn't quite understand what Dumbledore meant when he said this to him.
I had to read a poem on the spot.
In fact, Tiera had an ominous guess in his mind, but he just didn't want to admit it.
Since Dumbledore didn't pierce this layer of window paper, he was happy to pretend to be stupid.
As for what he would do if Dumbledore pierced the window paper...
Then just kneel down and apologize. The worst he can do is get kicked out of school. Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in history, can't stab an underage wizard to death with a wand, right?
"Ha, Siegfried Sassoon!" Dumbledore said with bright eyes, "A very talented poet, very peaceful poetry."
"I didn't expect you to be involved in literature." Dumbledore smiled happily, like a child over a hundred years old.
While Tiera and Dumbledore were chatting, Voldemort on the other side of the mirror got fed up with Harry's lies and grabbed Harry by the neck.
But the moment Voldemort's hand touched Harry's neck, layers fell off like cinders.
"Ah - ah - ah -" Quirrell screamed, "What kind of magic is this!"
"This is the power of love, Tiera." Dumbledore said to Tiera while smiling.
"If you have a tiger in your heart, you can smell the roses carefully." Dumbledore sighed, "That's so good. It's okay to be ambitious, and it's okay to pursue power, power and knowledge, but you can't give your whole heart to these things. "
"Magic is a complex, dangerous and mysterious path. If we give our hearts completely to our own desires and cruelty, then we will become like Quirrell and Voldemort."
"Tiera, no matter what you encounter in the future in your pursuit of knowledge or exploration of the world, I hope you remember one thing."
Dumbledore looked at Tiera through his half-moon glasses and said, "I hope there will always be a place in your heart that retains all your tenderness... and love."
"Oh, my God, it's over over there." Dumbledore said in surprise as he looked outside the mirror.
At this time, the bodies shared by Quirrell and Voldemort on the other side of the mirror had turned into ashes.
Quirrell also died, and Voldemort——
Because of the existence of the Horcrux, or the anchor of black magic, it did not die, but turned into a broken black smoke that passed through Harry's body and flew outside the castle.
See Voldemort disappear.
Tiera's tense spirit relaxed a little.
Because she didn't expect to meet Dumbledore tonight and had no plan to meet Quirrell, Tiera immediately set up a mental wall and Occlumency the moment she entered the mirror space.
He pretended to be studying in the Gryffindor common room in front of his diary.
"Mr. Principal, has Voldemort turned into a ghost?" Tiera asked knowingly.
"No, my child, Voldemort is still far from death." Dumbledore pulled Tiera to the outside of the mirror, gently lifted Harry up, and checked his breathing.
Then he reached out and gently placed Harry on Tiera.
Tiera subconsciously stretched out her hand to catch Harry.
Tiera:? ? ?
Don't you, the old man, know how to levitate? What are you pushing into my arms?
Harry, who was completely unconscious, lay lifeless in Tiera's arms.
Even though Tiera is a little stronger than an ordinary child, it is a bit difficult for Tiera to hold her.
Then Dumbledore picked up the magic stone from the ground, held it in his palm, and squeezed it with one hand.
The "Philosopher's Stone" turned into countless fine powder and flowed from Dumbledore's fingertips.
Dumbledore clapped his hands and smiled at Tiera.
"Let's go." Dumbledore said, "I destroyed the Philosopher's Stone to avoid fearful disputes in the future. Now let's take Mr. Potter, Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley to the hospital."
Then Dumbledore turned around and walked out. When he met Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley lying on the ground, he held one in each hand under his arm and walked out.
Tiera:......
Are all wizards that strong?
You are also over a hundred years old.
Breaking gems with one hand.
Is your old man Dumbledore or Gandalf?
Tiera had no choice but to hold Harry and follow Dumbledore, all the way back to the campus hospital.
"Huh~" When they arrived at the school hospital, Tiera put Harry on the hospital bed and shook her sore arms.
Madam Poppy Pomfrey, the head nurse of Hogwarts Hospital, wondered if she had been reminded by Dumbledore. I haven't rested yet, sitting neatly behind the desk.
After seeing Dumbledore and Tiera appear, they immediately ran out of the office.
"Get out, get out!" After Dumbledore and Tiera put the deducted trio on the hospital bed, Madam Poppy Pomfrey started to yell at them and drove Dumbledore and Tiera to the school hospital. outside.
"Oh~" Dumbledore sighed and said, "Let's go back first. Madam Pomfrey probably won't let us enter the campus hospital before dawn."
"Looking at you and Harry reminds me of when I was young..."
