After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

The Mirror of Erised is a very majestic magic mirror with a gorgeous golden frame and two claw-shaped feet at the bottom for support.

The top of the mirror is engraved with the words "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi" (The Mirror of Erised enables one to see one's deepest and most pressing desires).

Yang Mei walked to the mirror and sure enough, he was the only one in the mirror, just like looking in an ordinary mirror.

People's desires are often difficult to achieve or impossible to achieve, but Yang Mei has no wishes that are difficult or impossible to achieve.

But at this moment, he had a small wish, which was to steal the Mirror of Erised!

Well, he had come all the way here and done so much physical work along the way, how could he just take a small stone? Wouldn't he be at a loss?

That's impossible. Yang Mei said that she would not suffer any loss no matter what she ate!

Move away, move away!

And he had just felt that the Philosopher's Stone was hidden in the mirror by Dumbledore.

So what is the Mirror of Erised equivalent to? It is equivalent to the box that holds the Philosopher's Stone!

When you go to a store to buy jewelry, they will give you a gift box. Now he just took the box of the Philosopher's Stone away!

Shrink the mirror, put it in your pocket, and return the same way.

On the Quidditch field, while everyone was still trying to find the Golden Snitch, Yang Mei had already finished her shower and was lying comfortably on her bed.

It is worth mentioning that when he returned along the same route just now, he also restored everything to its original state.

He reawakened the troll and the three-headed dog, and restored the Devil's Snare, the chessboard and the flying keys to their original state.

Except that the mirror disappeared in the last room.

Well, let Dumbledore figure it out on his own. It will take him a year to figure it out.

Yang Mei fell into a happy dream, in which he was entangled by a giant silver snake with red eyes.

This big snake was not a very careful one. Not only did it wrap itself around Yang Mei, it also licked her all over with its tongue.

Even in her dream, Yang Mei felt as if her soul was flying out of her mouth.

He had to admit that he actually felt a little comfortable.

It feels like enjoying an alternative top-level SPA.

After waking up, Yang Mei was still lying lazily on the bed, and every muscle and bone felt comfortable.

The dormitory he and Draco shared had been soundproofed the day they moved in.

Unless there is an explosion outside, it will never disturb the people in the dormitory.

However, the soundproofing spell is not effective when the dormitory door is open, such as now.

Draco opened the dormitory door with force, and the cheers from the Slytherin common room flowed into the dormitory.

Yang Mei sat up from the bed, looked at her friend at the door and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Slytherin won?"

"Hey! Of course!" Draco waved his fist excitedly, as if he was still in the exciting Quidditch field just now.

Draco closed the dormitory door, then turned around and leaped onto Yang Mei's bed. "Phil, let me tell you, today's game was so exciting! Quidditch is really the best sport in the world!"

Yang Mei looked at the wrinkled bed sheet that was pressed by him, her eyes flickered: "Oh?"

As soon as he started talking, Draco couldn't suppress his desire to talk.

"At the beginning of the game, our Slytherin Chaser got the Quaffle and was the first to throw the ball into the Gryffindor goal!

Hey, you didn't see, they used the 'double shot' I suggested to them to practice very well! The red-haired guy from the Weasley family across the street almost had his teeth knocked out!"

He gestured with his hands and feet, as if he was afraid that Yang Mei might not understand.

Yang Mei listened patiently the whole time, responding from time to time. As a listener, he was very qualified.

"In short, Harry Potter swallowed the Golden Snitch by mistake when his broom lost control for some reason. He spat out the Snitch only after Headmaster Dumbledore used magic to send him safely to the ground."

"But this score should still be added to him, right?" Yang Mei guessed.

Draco curled his lips: "That's right, but who is he? He is the savior Harry Potter. To be honest, I am not surprised by such a thing.

Fortunately, I prepared in advance and asked the Slytherin team members to focus on the Quaffle points, otherwise we would have lost this time! "

Yang Mei nodded in agreement: "So, are you done?"

"That's it." Draco answered without thinking, and only realized something after he finished answering, "Hey, Phil, you don't think I talk too much, do you?"

"No, why would I dislike you for this?" Yang Mei's amethyst-clear eyes were filled with a tenderness that seemed to be able to drown a person.

"Just one thing," he suddenly put away all the emotions in his eyes, as if the tenderness just now was all an illusion, "Now, can you hold up the dirty robe on you and get off my bed?

Also, can my dearest Xiaolong please help me change the three-piece bedding set right now, please?"

Draco slowly lowered his head and first looked at his dusty robes.

After all, the Quidditch field is an open-air venue, and he was so excited about the game that all kinds of dust got on his robe.

Then he looked at the mess the bed had made by his lunging and his subsequent dancing.

It seems a bit excessive.

Draco got off the bed in a flash: "Phil, don't worry, I'll change you into something new right away! It will be done in no time!"

It took half an hour for Draco to make his and Yang Mei's beds.

Yang Mei hooked her finger at him mysteriously.

Draco's curiosity was aroused, and while promoting it, he couldn't help but ask in a breathy voice: "What's wrong, Phil?"

Yang Mei cleared her throat: "I'm telling you, you're the first person I tell about this."

yeah?!

Draco's possessive desire of "Phil and I are the best in the world" was easily satisfied.

"You tell me, I won't tell anyone else!" Draco almost wanted to swear to Merlin on the spot.

"Look." Yang Mei casually took something out of her pocket and handed it to Draco.

"Hmm?" Draco unconsciously became cross-eyed.

"Ahem!" Yang Mei pulled her hand back.

Draco looked at the red stone in his friend's hand: "What is this? A ruby?"

"It is much more precious than a ruby. It is the Philosopher's Stone made by Nicolas Flamel, the greatest alchemist of this century. There is only one such stone in the wizarding world."