The Mirror of Erised is nearly four meters high, with a golden arched window frame, supported by two wooden legs in the shape of claws.
Above the mirror is engraved a line of words: Eris, Uhru, Ait Ubi, Kafru, Ait On, Vorhes.
If you read it in reverse, it is: what I reflect is not your face, but your inner desire.
Professor Quirrell obviously didn't know what the Mirror of Erised was. He didn't pay attention to Ke Wen who was being 'controlled' at this time, but walked quickly to the mirror and kept looking carefully.
After searching for a long time, Professor Quirrell couldn't find any clues on the magic mirror, so he couldn't help turning around irritably, wanting to see if there were any clues around him.
As a result, when he turned around like this, he immediately saw Ke Wen standing on the steps at the door.
"Come here!" Professor Quirrell pointed at Ke Wen, and ordered sharply: "Find me clues!"
Cowen is also very curious about the Philosopher's Stone, so he might as well take the opportunity to have a look.
Continuing to pretend to be controlled, Ke Wen walked up to the magic mirror with some stiff movements, and looked at the mirror.
However, the result made Ke Wen's pupils shake slightly.
Because he didn't see anything in the mirror, as if there was an ordinary full-length mirror in front of him.
It shouldn't be. Ke Wen secretly thought.
But his brain turned quickly, and after a little thought, Ke Wen knew the reason.
But it's because he is still maintaining Occlumency at this time.
Don't think that the Mirror of Erised is very magical and can reflect people's hearts. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than an alchemy item with a permanent 'absorbing spirit' attached to it.
Coupled with some Appearance and Development spells added to it, it creates an effect that can reflect the inner picture.
Wanting to understand this, Ke Wen suddenly lost interest in the Mirror of Erised.
As long as he continues to study alchemy, he will be able to create such a magic mirror sooner or later.
But it's a pity that he can't get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.
However, based on the original plot, Kewen felt that he might not be able to get the Philosopher's Stone from the mirror, because only those who did not have the idea of using the Philosopher's Stone in their hearts could get it from the mirror.
But Cowen was already curious about the Philosopher's Stone and had a slight greed, so he probably couldn't meet that requirement.
Ke Wen was in a daze for too long, which made Professor Quirrell feel a little impatient, so he asked in an unhappy tone: "How's it going!? Did you find anything!?"
"I didn't find anything." Ke Wen replied in a dull tone, without any ups and downs: "This is an ordinary mirror."
"Normal?" Professor Quirrell frowned, turned his head and glanced into the mirror, and then growled angrily at Ke Wen: "How dare you lie to me!? Obviously I saw what I expected in it!"
"Shut up! Idiot!"
Voldemort's voice appeared again, and he said in a tired tone: "He has been under your Imperius Curse! He doesn't even have a mind of his own now!"
Professor Quirrell changed his face in a second, and nodded humbly: "I'm sorry, master! I forgot this!"
"Kill him!" Voldemort ordered impatiently: "He is useless now!"
"Yes! My master!"
Professor Quirrell responded respectfully, then raised his eyes to Ke Wen, his expression was full of cruelty.
Just when Cowen silently recited the beginning of the curse of 'Shen Feng Wu Ying', at this time, Voldemort said again: "Wait!"
Professor Quirrell took out his wand and asked in surprise, "Master, do you have any other orders?"
"Someone is coming." Voldemort responded softly.
Upon hearing this, Professor Quirrell immediately turned his head and looked towards the door. He listened carefully, and there was indeed a sound of hesitant footsteps approaching.
"Master!" Lowering the volume, Professor Quirrell said with a look of mastery: "It should be that 'Harry Potter'! During the day, I heard him telling his classmates that he would come here tonight! That's why I Decided to do it early tonight, lest they take the Philosopher's Stone!"
Voldemort didn't respond.
Soon, the figure of Harry Potter stepped from the dark doorway beyond the long steps.
The hazy moonlight falling into the room through the skylight casts some light around the magic mirror, allowing Harry Potter to see the faces of Professor Quirrell and Kewen clearly.
"It's you!? Professor Quirrell? And... why is Senior Quinn here!?"
Harry looked very embarrassed at this moment, the red sweater was covered with dust and there were several cut marks.
There were several small wounds on the hands and face, and coagulated blood scabs could be seen.
Obviously, the first few levels have caused a lot of obstacles to Harry.
Ke Wen's original worry was also correct. Even if the three of them worked together to break through the level, Harry was so embarrassed. If Ke Wen hadn't guided him back then, resulting in the lack of Hermione's participation, then Harry Potter might not be able to reach the level alive. Here it is.
At this time, after hearing Harry's doubts, Professor Quirrell said somewhat naturally: "Otherwise, who do you think it would be?"
"I thought it was Snape..." Harry responded with some confusion: "No! That's not right! It should be Snape..."
Hearing Harry's self-confessed words, Professor Quirrell chuckled a little mockingly, and then his expression changed instantly to his usual cowardly and pitiful look.
At the same time, he said: "Yeah, Snape does look like a bad guy, and who can doubt a stuttering, poor Professor Quirrell?"
"Then him?" Harry Potter felt a little cognitive collapse, and looked at Kewen again: "What about Senior Quinn... Isn't he with Snape?"
"This genius?" Professor Quirrell regained his sinister expression, squinted at Ke Wen, and said in a pitiful tone: "Unfortunately, no one can deny his genius, but it's just a genius. I only want one." The Imperius Curse' will make him obediently become my puppet!"
Next, Harry and Quirrell seemed to be playing house. Rory asked Harry questions, and Quirrell gave perfect answers, and confessed to Harry the burden of Professor Snape. Black pot.
Not only Kewen couldn't stand it anymore, even Voldemort lost his patience and couldn't help but interrupt: "Enough! You trash! Get me the Philosopher's Stone!"
"Yes! I'm sorry, master..." Professor Quirrell was so proud just now, but now he was so humble, and he bowed his body slightly to ask for advice: "But, how should I get it?"
"Use Harry Potter!" Voldemort pointed.
Suddenly hearing another voice suddenly echoing in the room, Harry couldn't help but glance around in amazement.
And Quirrell got the order, and hurriedly walked towards Harry, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab him.
Behind, Ke Wen's eyes lit up, and his right hand shook slightly...
(end of this chapter)