Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Chapter 122 Mirror Demon Slier

"What kind of strange room." Draco asked looking at her.

"Hmm... you might walk in by accident? When I was in second grade, I originally wanted to go to the Gryffindor common room to find Hermione, but after turning a corridor, I entered a very spacious room. There are piles of discarded items like a hill..."

Indra tried his best to remember.

Draco scratched his cheek with the tip of the quill's tail, and said slowly, "A room that can be entered by mistake..."

His gray-blue eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something.

"My dad told me that there is a magical room in Hogwarts called the Room of Requirement. It only appears when people need it. When you enter, the layout inside must be what you need."

Indra looked suspicious. When she entered, the layout inside was not what she needed.

If that can be called arrangement.

So when their night patrol was almost over, Indra and Draco walked towards Gryffindor Tower.

To avoid running into Hermione and Ron, the two cast a Disillusionment Charm on themselves.

They came to the corridor diagonally opposite the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, and Indra recalled where she had entered the Room of Requirement.

"Probably here." Indra stopped at the entrance of a corridor with tapestries on the walls.

"You need to think about that room and make it feel like you need it," Draco suggested.

The appearance of the Room of Requirement that they saw last time suddenly appeared in Indra's mind. They walked back and forth in this corridor for several times, looking for it. Just when Indra was a little disappointed, Draco held her hand. wrist.

"Look!"

Opposite the tapestry embroidered with the troll, sculptural lines appeared on the blank wall, and the shape of a door was outlined on it. The door gradually opened, leaving a passage like the brick wall in the courtyard of the Leaky Cauldron. .

A large room filled with items was revealed. Indra and Draco looked at each other and walked in holding hands.

The door closed quietly behind the two of them, turning into a smooth wall again.

"Is this the room you need?" Draco raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not! I walked in accidentally, without thinking about anything." Indra said.

This is a room much larger than the auditorium. A mountain of tables, chairs and other objects divide it into several areas that cannot be seen at a glance.

There were several crude chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and Draco could even imagine them making a creaking sound.

They walked along the path left between the mountains of debris, and Indra couldn't remember whether this place was the same as when she came last time.

Draco's gray-blue eyes looked around curiously, and he suddenly stopped and pulled out a broom from among a pile of cleaning utensils.

"Sweeping five stars? It seems Weasley didn't sell it to the museum."

Indra gave him a helpless look, "It's a miracle that you walked out of the stadium intact after the game against Gryffindor."

"What do you mean?" Draco threw away the broom, lowered his head and approached Indra and asked softly.

Indra hugged his waist, raised her face to look at him, and said casually, "It means you are an idiot."

Draco huffed and kissed Indra on the cheek.

"Is this really Gryffindor's five-star sweep?"

"Probably, they are the only ones who have used such antiques."

Then the two of them passed by a European-style bed, and then saw many small potion bottles piled together randomly at the foot of a mountain of debris.

Indra bent down and picked up a uncorked glass bottle and smelled it. She looked at Draco and said in surprise, "It seems to be a hangover medicine?"

"Could this be the original appearance of the Room of Requirement?" Draco asked, "All the things in the rooms it prepared for people are here."

"Isn't this the undetectable poison we made in potions class in third grade, with my name on it?" Indra picked up another black vial with:

Undetectable poison

Indra Mendesse

Draco also squatted down next to Indra, picked up the potion bottles and turned them over to check, and then found some familiar names.

Theodore Nott's hair erecting potion, Hermione Granger's cough potion... Cedric Diggory's vitality tonic, Draco Malfoy's shrinking potion...

Professor Snape usually collects the potions made by his classmates in class, such as antidote potions, stamina potions, potions to treat boils, etc., and sends them to Madam Pomfrey in the school doctor's office.

As for some swelling potions, confusion agents, poisons, etc., they must all be destroyed, but why did the undetectable poison she made appear in the Room of Requirement?

Indra guessed that all the ownerless things in Hogwarts might be stored in the Room of Requirement and provided to those in need.

"Oh, the potions here are all made by the top students." Draco looked through the forgetting potion made by a Ravenclaw student.

"It can still choose." Indra also muttered.

Finally, the two came to a corner of the room and stopped in front of a large blanket covered with something tall and thin.

Draco said, "What is this?"

The blanket was covered by Indra when he was in second grade, and underneath was the magic mirror.

Indra said, "There is a magical big mirror down there. It's very strange. Do you want to take a look?"

They pulled off the blanket with force, and it slid off with a clatter and stacked on the floor, revealing behind it a bright, smooth mirror with ornately carved gold edges and a base shaped like a golden dragon's claws.

Indra opened her lips slightly and looked into the mirror. What would she see in the mirror this time?

But to Indra's surprise, the mirror reflected her and Draco's appearance faithfully, as if the scene she saw last time was a dream.

Could it be that her memory was wrong?

But after Draco was slightly surprised, he began to look at the mirror intently, with longing and joy in his dull gray-blue eyes.

Indra looked inquiringly at the mirror and then at him, wondering what he saw in it.

"What are you looking at?" Indra gently tugged on his arm and asked.

Draco didn't respond for a moment.

In the sight of those gray-blue eyes, there were four people in the mirror.

Dad, Mom, Indra, and himself.

Indra was wearing a pure white lace wedding dress. The thin and light skirt was winding on the ground like clouds. The snow-colored gauze vaguely covered her black hair. Her clear and beautiful face had a happy and cheerful expression. Smile.

He was wearing a black suit and sat next to her, holding his arms and interlocking their fingers, the silver rings on their ring fingers shining brightly.

Draco saw himself helping Indra tidy up her veil, and he didn't know what he was saying to her gently while lowering his head.

Behind the mahogany chairs where they sat, father Lucius and mother Narcissa were both wearing elegant and decent robes, with slight smiles on their faces.

Draco was almost stunned, staring at the scene in the mirror with bright eyes.