desperate to get to the mirror he hadnt noticed him.
” -- i didnt see you, sir.”
”straed being invisible make you,” said
dumbledore, and harry was relieved to see that he was smiling.
”so,” said dumbledore, slippio sit on the
floor with harry, ”you, like hundreds before you, have discovered
the delights of the mirror of erised.”
”i didnt know it was called that, sir.”
”but i expect youve realized by now what it does?”
”it -- well -- it shows me my family --”
”and it showed your friend ron himself as head boy.”
”how did you know --?”
”i dont need a e invisible,” said dumbledore
gently. ”now, you think what the mirror of erised shows us all?”
harry shook his head.
”let me explai mah would be able to
use the mirror of erised like a normal mirror, that is, he would
look into it and see himself exactly as he is. does that help?”
harry thought. then he said slowly, ”it shoe
e want...”
”yes and no,” said dumbledore quietly. ”it shows us nothing
more or less tha, most desperate desire of our
hearts. you, who have never known your family, see them standing
around you. ronald weasley, who has always been overshadowed
by his brothers, sees himself standihe best of all
of them. however, this mirrive us her knowledge or
truth. meed away before it, e they have
seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or
even possible.
”the mirror will be moved to a omorrow, harry, and i
ask you not to go lain. if you ever do run across
it, you will does not do to dwell on dreams
ao live, remember that. now, why dont you put that
admirable cloak bad get off to bed?”
harry stood up.
”sir -- professor dumbledore? i ask you something?”
”obviously, youve just done so,” dumbledore smiled. ”you may