Chapter 130: Acquire the Mirror of Erised! Attend Potion - Making Studies! A Storm is Brewing!

"An alchemical product from the last century, an A - grade magic item, the mirror that reflects one's deepest desires..."

Dudley softly murmured the information about the magic item identified by the System. He slowly approached the surface of The Mirror of Erised. He was determined to see what this mirror could reveal about him.

As Dudley got closer and stared at the mirror, a warm scene gradually appeared in the mirror, showing himself together with the Dursleys, Harry, and Harry's parents.

Then, the scene changed, showing the image of Super - God Dudley, who could manipulate and transform all things with magic. The scene was extremely magnificent but also extremely shallow, with not much content.

It was far inferior to the scenes Dudley had fantasized about himself. It was not entirely unappealing, but the attraction was just a little bit.

He easily broke free from the state of being captivated by the mirror.

"It can be used to extract memories and create a magic photo as a souvenir after viewing, or to inspire motivation. It still has some uses, but there's no need for fusion for now. The cost - effectiveness is too low.

"Revealing a person's deepest desires makes it very suitable for those in high positions to control their subordinates and formulate targeted strategies for recruitment, but it also depends on whether they can fulfill those desires.

"The human heart is inscrutable, and human desires are insatiable. Eleven - year - old Ron dreams of becoming the president of the student council and the Quidditch captain. An adult wizard might have even more outlandish dreams."

Dudley weighed the uses of The Mirror of Erised in his mind and found that while it had some uses, they were rather limited.

But even though it had few uses, Dudley didn't intend to let it go. Since the old man didn't want it, it was his.

Dudley waved the Eris wand in his hand and traced a long, oval shape in the air, opening the spatial passage to his Personal Space and storing The Mirror of Erised within it.

Although the mirror was large, it was only a little over three meters tall and about two meters wide. His thousand - cubic - meter Personal Space could easily accommodate it, and it wouldn't take up much space at all.

After Dudley put away The Mirror of Erised, he turned around and went back to the dormitory to catch some sleep.

...

More than two hours later, in the first - year boys' dormitory of Gryffindor.

Dudley and Harry were woken up by an alarm clock that Dudley had transformed from his cane. At the same time, the alarm clock also woke up Neville and Seamus.

Only Ron, with panda - like eyes, was still snoring away.

It took Seamus a long time to shake him awake.

"Ah? What's happening? I've got to fulfill the contract. I've got to transform..."

"Transform what? It's time for class!"

Dudley abruptly interrupted Ron's drowsy muttering.

When Ron rubbed his face and finally woke up completely, he suddenly noticed the 'brand - new' wand on his bedside table. Its design was delicate and full of charm.

He fell in love with it at first sight.

He picked it up and waved it, and red fireworks bloomed from the tip of the wand. It was very beautiful and a perfect match for him!

"Is... is this really my wand?"

"Right! I've modified it for you. Your name is on it!"

Dudley replied casually. He had engraved the words "Ron Weasley" in Runes on the wand body's handle. This not only enhanced the wand's stability but also improved the compatibility between the wand and Ron.

"Is this my name?"

"I can't understand it at all!"

Reminded by Dudley, Ron also saw the silver words on the wand body. But he couldn't make sense of them and could only ask in confusion.

Dudley replied, "Those are Runes. If you can't understand them, you have to learn! Just like now, we're going to learn how to brew potions! If Snape teaches the potion - making studies class properly."

Ron, who had had an epiphany and made a 'pact', nodded in agreement with Dudley's words.

But apart from Harry, no one in the dormitory understood the deeper meaning behind Dudley's words. Even Harry only half - understood.

Everyone didn't pay much attention. They washed up in a hurry, got dressed neatly. Then they picked up their Potions textbooks, potion materials, and potion - making tools like cauldrons and scales that they bought before enrollment. Finally, they left the room together for the basement floor of the Castle.

Many rooms, including the potion - making studies classroom, Snape's office, and the common rooms of Slytherin House and Hufflepuff, were on the basement floor of the Castle.

Here it was dark, cold, and damp, and outside the window of the Slytherin common room was even the underwater part of the Black Lake, where huge squids and ugly, ferocious mermaids could often be seen.

Only the Hufflepuff common room, which was slightly higher on the first basement floor and next to the kitchen, was a bit warmer and brighter.

The Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor of the Castle was far from the basement floor.

Even if the moving stairs and hidden doors in the Castle didn't give them a hard time, it still took Dudley and his friends quite a while to reach their destination.

The Slytherin first - years who were going to have class with them, having an advantage as they were closer, had already all arrived.

Malfoy, sitting in the middle of the Slytherin first - years, showed a smug and somewhat provocative look when he saw Dudley and Harry coming.

The other Slytherin first - years also got a bit restless when they saw the Gryffindor first - years arrive.

If it weren't for Dudley, it was hard to say that none of them would say some taunting remarks.

Obviously, Snape's class, as the head of Slytherin House, gave these Slytherin first - years a lot of confidence.

They seemed to really hope to take this opportunity to teach the Gryffindor first - years a lesson and even get back some of the face they had lost from Dudley.

Dudley didn't take them seriously. He sat with the Gryffindor first - years, arranged the cauldrons, scales, and potion materials, and silently waited for Snape to show up.

No one knew if Snape was deliberately putting on airs or if he had the habit of arriving right on time.

Anyway, it wasn't until the scheduled class time that this old man with greasy hair and a hooked nose, swinging his special robe that flapped like bat wings, strode into the potion - making studies classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he waved his wand to close the doors, windows, and draw the curtains, making the already dark classroom even darker, as if he were a vampire who couldn't stand the light.

That wasn't all. After he stepped onto the podium, he opened the class register and started calling the roll.

When he read Harry's name, he sneered, "The famous Mr. Potter! I hope you'll be as outstanding in brewing potions as you were in your speech in the Great Hall!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several deliberately suppressed snickers rang out among the first - years of Slytherin.

Dudley turned his head and glanced back, and these noises stopped immediately.

He said to himself, "I'll bear it this time!"

After Snape finished calling the roll, he found that Dudley's name was not on the class register.

He clearly knew that Dudley had a special status and could attend any professor's class at will without appearing on the class register in advance, but he still seized on this point and started causing trouble.

"Yo! Isn't this Teaching Assistant Dursley, who is quite good at the art of language? Why did you come to my class without prior notice? Do you still need to come to me for advice with your knowledge? This is really a strange thing!"

Snape spat out sarcastic remarks like a venomous snake spitting venom, and stared dully at Dudley with his hollow eyes, trying to put psychological pressure on him.

Dudley was very disdainful of Snape's tricks. He let out a sneer and began to fight back.