Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 47 "Psychological Twist! The Perverted Principal Follows the First-Year Wizard on a Night Out"

Cohen doesn't know either.

There are hundreds of empty classrooms at Hogwarts, and God knows where Dumbledore stuffed the mirror.

But Harry was sure that the location was not far from the library. The place he had wandered into on a whim last night was the restricted books section of the library.

"Didn't I already tell you about Nicolas Flamel and the Philosopher's Stone?" Coin whispered to Harry.

"But I'm really curious about what's in the restricted section..." Harry answered sincerely.

Well, the people who turned Gryffindor into a lesser Gryffindor are all from the same lineage.

Cohen felt that Dumbledore must have thousands of ways to make Harry automatically fall into the training plan he designed.

And Cohen felt that Dumbledore must also be planning the "Cohen Growth Plan."

Damn, has the game started?
"The Art of Knowing People", "The Art of Socializing", "Dark Psychology"...

According to Bogier, Dumbledore's ultimate goal was to completely kill Voldemort before his own death, which had little to do with Coin, and Coin's name was not mentioned in the prophecy...

If only Cohen didn't become a murderer in school.

"Here!" Harry suddenly pointed in a direction to Cohen under the invisibility cloak.

They were now in a secluded corridor on the side of the library—a place few people came to because it was a dead end.

At the end of the corridor there is a small classroom with a shabby wooden door that can't even be closed tightly.

If Harry had hurriedly escaped from the library at that time, it would have been easy for him to subconsciously run towards such a hidden place. After all, logically, Filch should have blocked the exit of the library first, rather than this dead end.

This abandoned classroom has many tables and chairs piled against the wall, forming a large black shadow under the night sky, and there is also an upside-down wastebasket.

There was one thing in the room that seemed out of place—it was just opposite the door where they had entered.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching up to the ceiling. It had two claw-shaped feet under the golden frame, and a line of words was engraved on the top.

【Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi】

If you look at this sentence in a mirror image, it means "I show not your face but your heart's desire."

"That's the mirror!" Harry happily took off his Invisibility Cloak and ran to the mirror.

His family was smiling at him in the mirror.

"Cohen?" Harry turned around and called to Cohen, who was still standing there, "Do you want to come and see my parents?"

"Oh--"

Cohen's eyes weren't on the mirror or Harry at all.

Because he had just heard the creaking of the wooden door being blown by the "wind", Harry thought it was just a draft - but Cohen didn't think so.

[Soul Strength: 99]

Whose family has a soul with a strength of 99 points!
It turned out to be the wind. I thought it was a perverted old principal who was over a hundred years old, had a twisted mind, was single all his life in Nantong, loved sweets, and liked to stalk eleven-year-old students at night.

Dumbledore's Disillusionment Charm was indeed incredibly skilled—almost as skilled as Harry's Invisibility Cloak, one of the Deathly Hallows.

If Cohen couldn't see souls, he wouldn't have noticed Dumbledore coming in.

To prevent Dumbledore from noticing that "Cohen had discovered him", Cohen just glanced at the door curiously and turned around and ran to Harry's side.

"Can I see my family?" Harry pointed excitedly at the people in the mirror - but from Cohen's perspective, there was only Harry's lonely shadow in the mirror.

"Harry, I can't see anything," Cohen confessed. "There's only you in the mirror."

"How about you stand here with me - come here." Harry thought it might be a problem of position, so he stepped aside and let Cohen stand right in front of the mirror.

In the few seconds that Cohen walked over, he had anticipated all the possible scenes that might appear in the mirror, such as Voldemort's corpse, Cohen having dinner with Rose and Edward, and even Cohen having dinner with Ali and Herbert...

But there was still nothing in the mirror.

Cohen frowned, but then understood.

The alchemical runes on this mirror are supposed to be used to spy on the mind - but mental attacks don't seem to be able to target Cohen.

"What's wrong?" Harry looked at Cohen and then at the mirror.

Cohen could feel Dumbledore's gaze on him grow sharper. Dumbledore probably wanted to know Cohen's inner desires, to determine if he had gone astray.

"I still can't see, but I think I know what to do—" Cohen had an inexplicable feeling that if he just touched the mirror...

Cohen extended a finger toward the Mirror of Erised, his fingertip lightly touching the cool glass surface.

Like the reminder that pops up when you install software on your mobile phone: "Risky application, do you want to install it?"

In his previous life, when Cohen was fourteen, he would "ignore the risks and continue installing" - from that moment on, life became colorful, especially yellow.

Harry didn't quite understand, but he waited quietly for Cohen to finish.

There was a change in the mirror in front of Cohen.

"Did you see anything?" Harry asked quickly when he saw Cohen's originally calm eyes become gentle.

"Edward and Rose, they prepared a wonderful dinner for me—" Cohen replied, "but it was obvious they were being affectionate in the kitchen—completely oblivious to the fact that I, a single boy, was right next to them."

"Ha!" Harry felt relieved when he heard Cohen also saw his parents. "Maybe this mirror can help me see my relatives—"

But Cohen's adoptive parents are still alive.

Harry suddenly felt a little sad. He could only see his parents in this mirror.

"It's all very nice to see, Harry." Cohen made way, "but I think we have to keep our eyes on reality—"

"But it's vacation time." Harry sat down right in front of the mirror, his eyes never leaving his family in the mirror. "At least I can see them."

Harry didn't want to leave, and Cohen didn't really want to leave either - because Dumbledore was still watching them, and the old man was really not afraid of dying suddenly from not sleeping for a night.

Leaving now would feel like a cold-blooded act of abandoning a friend. Cohen insisted on acting in full, perfectly creating the image of a good guy - no, Cohen is a good guy.

Bored, Cohen moved a chair and began to practice magic in the corner.

Of course, spells like Avada Kedavra cannot be practiced under Dumbledore's nose. Cohen wants to practice a spell to prove his innocence.

"Expecto Patronum."

A puff of silvery smoke gushed out from the tip of Cohen's wand, misty, indicating that the first step of the spell was successful.

Harry was concentrating on the mirror and not looking over here, but Dumbledore was different - Cohen could catch a glimpse of the soul of the old man not far away who was originally looking at Harry and was now looking at him.

(End of this chapter)