"Hiss..." A sound of inhaling came from not far away.
Harry drew back the Invisibility Cloak and suddenly appeared in the room as if by magic.
But he didn't notice that there was another person in the room. After lifting the invisibility cloak, he began to look around the room.
He found a very impressive mirror here, and walked over to it curiously, as if he wanted to take a look at his current image.
Soon, when Harry walked in front of the mirror, he could no longer move.
Not far away, Kyle, who witnessed the whole process, rubbed his forehead.
He had seen that mirror in the principal's office last year; it was the Mirror of Erised.
Kyle also knew that the Mirror of Erised was undoubtedly a huge temptation to Harry, but now was really not the time to look in the mirror.
Snape just said he was going to check the dormitories. Did he forget so quickly?
Never mind, I'll just give you a reminder.
When Kyle left the room, he deliberately made a loud noise and threw a Knut over.
As a Chaser, Kyle performed stably again this time. Nat drew an arc in the air and hit Harry's forehead accurately.
Hopefully this will wake him up.
The professor was no longer visible on the fourth floor. After leaving the room, Kyle quickly found the armor and followed the secret passage to the underground classroom.
At this time, there were several people standing in the kitchen corridor. They were all woken up and wanted to see what happened, but they didn't dare to leave the corridor.
With the help of the Disillusionment Charm, Kyle quietly blended into the crowd, and then when Professor Sprout came over, he returned to the common room with them.
"Kyle, when did you go out too?"
In the lounge, Kanna hugged a pillow and asked sleepily, "What happened outside?"
"I don't know." Kyle shook his head calmly and said, "I went out after being woken up, but it was dark outside and I didn't see anyone."
Kanna nodded dazedly, not knowing if she was listening or not.
The next day, the whole Hogwarts was discussing what happened last night, and during breakfast, almost half of the people yawned from time to time.
"It was so thrilling. Professor McGonagall almost found out that you were not in the dormitory last night." Ron poked at a fried egg on the plate and said sleepily, "How on earth did you do it..."
"I've told you many times, Ron, I didn't do that!" Harry said unhappily, "I just went to the library!"
"But……"
"It was someone else!" Harry thought for a moment and said, "There must have been another person there at the time. Remember the mirror I told you about?
I was so engrossed in watching it at the time that the man hit me.
If it weren't for him, I would have been discovered by Professor McGonagall."
"So he's quite nice." Ron said in a deep voice, "He can just ignore you. Then, whether it's deductions or detention, everything will fall on you, and he will be completely safe."
"Yes, that's what happened, but who is that person..."
Harry raised his head, glanced around the hall and said, "Ron, do you think there is anyone who has an invisibility cloak like me?"
He hadn't noticed anyone else was around yesterday, just as if Filch couldn't see him at the time.
“I don’t think so…”
Ron thought about it, shook his head and said, "Invisibility cloak is a rare item, even among wizards. But... maybe Malfoy has it."
He thought again of the toy Malfoy had bought for a hundred Galleons before Christmas. If he wanted to buy the Invisibility Cloak, it didn't seem difficult.
"Yeah, you're right." Harry guessed what Ron was thinking and shrugged, "It's just that Malfoy went home and wasn't in school yesterday."
"Yeah, what a shame..." Ron sighed.
After a moment's silence, Harry thought of the mirror again, and the scene he saw in the mirror at that time involuntarily emerged in his mind.
Who are those two people... Could they be his parents?
The time was too short for Harry to be sure, so he decided to go again tonight.
Neither of the two people in silence noticed that their conversation was heard clearly by Fred and George next to them.
"Did you hear that, George? Invisibility Cloak..." Fred raised his eyebrows.
"Of course, Fred." George lowered his voice and smiled, "There are not many people in Hogwarts who have an Invisibility Cloak, and our friend happens to be one of them."
"Fortunately, we didn't go back home this Christmas, otherwise we would have missed such a wonderful show."
"Kyle is really worthy of you. Asking everyone to get up five hours earlier... This is a great idea!"
Fred poked his head in the direction of Hufflepuff and asked in confusion, "But why hasn't Kyle come to the Great Hall yet? I'm waiting to ask him about the details."
"I guess he hasn't woken up yet." George thought for a moment and said, "The Hufflepuff common room is right next to the kitchen. We can eat whenever we want."
"How convenient..." Fred exclaimed, "It would be great if the Gryffindor common room could be moved there as well."
"Yeah... this way we don't have to run downstairs every night."
In the guest of honor table, the professors were also discussing this matter. They conducted a surprise inspection of the dormitories of every college last night, but no students were absent.
"We must have gone too late, and he ran back early!"
Snape glanced at Harry and said slowly, "I suggest asking the Fat Lady if any little wizard sneaked out in the middle of the night last night."
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and gave him a thoughtful look.
"Severus, we never ask the Fat Lady about students." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "And it's not fair to the other three colleges.
But you could try asking the other portraits in the corridor."
"I will..." Snape's face looked a little ugly. He looked in the direction of Gryffindor again, stood up and left the guest seat.
"In fact, I have already asked." After he left, Dumbledore winked at Professor McGonagall and smiled, "But they didn't see anything. What a clever little wizard..."
Professor McGonagall frowned, seemingly not agreeing with the assessment of "smart".
Dumbledore didn't notice this, he cut a piece of bacon and continued, "Hogwarts hasn't been as lively as it was last night for a long time.
I bet Hagrid is delighted; he's been worrying about the increasing number of flesh-eating slugs in his garden, and now that problem has been solved."
(End of this chapter)