“Professor…” He laughed dryly, “As I recall, the Mirror of Erised doesn’t have a playback function… Isn’t it the same as an ordinary mirror?!”

"That was indeed the case with the Mirror of Erised," said Dumbledore, "but I made a few minor changes to it. . . . Do you know the Pensieve?"

Kyle nodded and said, "An alchemical tool that can check memories."

"Yes, it seems you also know something about alchemy."

Dumbledore's tone became much lighter, and even a little proud.

“I tried to add a magical channel between them, so that the images shown in the Mirror of Erised could appear in the Pensieve in the form of memory.

To be honest, this was much more troublesome than I thought...but it worked in the end."

"So, you can see what's on the mirror?" Kyle said dryly.

"It's in plain view!" Dumbledore glanced at Kyle cunningly, seeming very satisfied with his current expression.

"This is so strange. How could there be a Niffler in the castle... and he easily solved a level that I thought was foolproof."

"Then I won't disturb your rest. The Niffler should not have run far away. I have to go and ask Newt if he recognizes it."

Dumbledore then stood up and walked out the door.

"Wait, Professor..."

Kyle suddenly called out to him.

"Why, anything else?"

"Look, if it's the Niffler... I happen to have one."

Dumbledore turned around just in time to see Kyle holding a palm-sized Niffler.

He looked a little surprised. "So this Niffler is here with you..."

Kyle curled his lips and selectively ignored this sentence.

If Dumbledore really didn't know, he should have gone to find Hagrid or Professor Kettleburn instead of running all the way to find Newt.

What does the Niffler from Hogwarts have to do with Newt... this is clearly a threat.

So shameless!

"I just remembered that, Professor."

Kyle said: "I did let it out to play for a while before, and maybe that's when it went to look at the mirror."

Sniff stared at Kyle blankly. It seemed to understand something and quickly covered its pockets with its hands.

But it is doomed to be in vain.

Under Kyle's experienced fingering, soon a lot of shiny stuff fell out.

Christmas decorative sequins, metal buckles, a dozen Galleons, Sickles, and a bright red gemstone...

"It's really here." Kyle said in surprise: "Sorry, professor, I didn't know..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you find it."

Seeing Dumbledore pick up the Philosopher's Stone, Sniff began to get anxious.

It struggled hard and howled, and the sound was extremely aggrieved.

"It seems that I have robbed it..." Dumbledore clenched his right hand slightly in the air.

When he opened his hand again, there were several gems in his palm that were almost the same size as the Philosopher's Stone and in different colors.

"How about I exchange these with you?" Dumbledore extended his hand to the Sniff and said with a smile: "As a reward for unlocking my level, these can be given to you."

Almost the moment he opened his hands, Sniff stopped making noise.

It looked at the gems, tears streaming down its face. Then it howled twice and reached out to grab them.

"Professor, it said it didn't want any of this."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, "It, don't want it?"

“Yeah.” Kyle nodded seriously. “You know, I can understand what Sniff said…it wants to exchange for a reward.”

Sniff stared at him with its round eyes, as if it couldn't believe what it heard. It began to struggle again, and its cries became louder and louder.

But Kyle pretended not to see it and covered Sniff's eyes.

Dumbledore's expression became a little strange. "So, what reward does it want..."

"It feels that its home is a little small, and wants you to help expand it a little."

Kyle took the suitcase beside him and said, "This is it. I... ahem, it wants you to help expand the space inside to the same size as the Forbidden Forest during your vacation."

Dumbledore obviously already knew that he had the same suitcase as Newt, so there was no need for Kyle to hide it anymore.

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Now, Dumbledore's expression became even stranger. He looked at Kyle's serious expression, and then looked at the Niffler who was twisting his body constantly.

"Kyle, does it really say that?" He wanted to laugh, but held it back.

"Yes!" Kyle nodded firmly, "I can guarantee it with Potter's grades."

Sniff had given up struggling by now. It hung limply on Kyle's hand like a body without a soul.

"Well, then, who made me agree to it?"

Dumbledore thought for a moment and then said, "But forget about it if it's as big as the Forbidden Forest. You know, I have to go look for a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor during the holidays, so I may not have that much time.

How about half of the Forbidden Forest... I think that should be enough for the Nifflers."

"No problem, Professor."

Kyle smiled and said, "Thank you on behalf of Sniff...Oh, Potter, when did you wake up?"

Harry, who was lying on the bed opposite, had woken up at some point. He sat there, staring at Kyle and Dumbledore in a daze.

"I seemed to hear someone talking about grades just now... and then I woke up." Harry rubbed his face subconsciously and asked, "How many days have I slept? Even the test results are out!"

"Don't worry, you only slept for one day, and the test results haven't come out yet."

Dumbledore came to Harry and said with a smile: "If you recover quickly enough, you may be able to catch up with the Quidditch game tomorrow."

"That's good..." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly remembered: "Sir! The Philosopher's Stone, the Philosopher's Stone fell into the flames, hurry..."

"Don't get excited, my dear child, what you said is a bit outdated." Dumbledore said, "The Philosopher's Stone is still fine, you see."

He held out the bright red stone and handed it to Harry.

"Phew..." Harry patted his chest: "I didn't destroy the Philosopher's Stone. That's great. That's great."

"Don't be so nervous. Even if you really destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, it's okay. We never intended to keep it anyway."

"What did you say?" Harry asked in confusion: "But your friend... Nicolas Flamel..."

"Oh, you know Nico?" Dumbledore sounded very happy.

In fact, he was really happy.

Compared to Kyle, Harry seemed much more normal and wouldn't bring him too many "surprises".

This is the way he likes to chat.

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(End of this chapter)