The magic mirror was nearly four meters tall. The golden arched window frame was supported by a wooden frame in the shape of two claws.
There was a line of words carved on top of the mirror, "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi".
If you read it in reverse, "what I reflected was not your face, but the desire in your heart."
Professor Qurirell obviously did not know what the magic mirror was. At this time, he did not pay attention to Coven, who was being controlled'. Instead, he walked quickly to the magic mirror and examined it carefully.
After searching for a long time, Professor Qurirell still could not find any clues to the magic mirror. He could not help but look around in frustration, wanting to see if there were any clues around.
As a result, when he turned around, he immediately saw Coven standing on the steps at the door.
"Come here!" Professor Qurirell pointed at Coven and ordered, "Find me a clue!"
Coven was also very curious about Philosopher's Stone, so he might as well take the opportunity to take a look.
Continuing to pretend to be controlled, Coven walked to the mirror stiffly and looked at it.
However, the result caused Coven's pupils to tremble slightly.
Because he actually didn't see anything in the mirror, as if he was looking at an ordinary full-body mirror.
That shouldn't be the case, Coven thought to himself.
However, his brain worked very quickly. After thinking for a while, Coven knew the reason.
It was because he was still maintaining Occlumency at this time.
Don't think that the magic mirror is very magical; it can only reflect people's hearts. To put it bluntly, it is just an alchemy item that has been added to the permanent Legilimency.
Together with some Visualization curses attached to it, it caused the effect of reflecting the inner image.
After understanding this, Coven immediately lost interest in the magic mirror.
As long as he continued to study Alchemy, he would be able to create this magic mirror sooner or later.
However, it was a pity that he could not obtain Philosopher's Stone from the mirror.
However, according to the original plot, Coven felt that he might not be able to obtain Philosopher's Stone from the mirror because only those who did not have the thought of using the Philosopher's Stone's thoughts in their hearts could obtain it from the mirror.
However, Coven was already curious about Philosopher's Stone and had a little greed, so he probably could not meet that requirement.
Coven was in a daze for too long, making Professor Qurirell a little impatient. Therefore, he asked in a displeased tone, "How is it? Did you find anything?"
"I didn't find anything." Coven's tone was dull and flat as he replied, "This is an ordinary mirror."
"Ordinary?" Professor Qurirell frowned and turned to look at the mirror. Then, he roared angrily at Coven, "How dare you to lie to me? I clearly saw what you were looking forward to!"
"Shut up! Idiot!"
Voldemort's voice appeared again, and his tone was a little tired as he said, "He was hit by your Soul Seizing Curse! Where is his own thoughts now!"
Professor Qurirell changed his face in a second and nodded humbly. "I'm sorry, Master! I forgot about this!"
"Kill him!" Voldemort impatiently ordered, "He's useless now!"
"Yes, my master!"
Professor Qurirell responded respectfully, then looked up at Coven, his expression full of cruelty.
Just as Coven recited the beginning of Sectumsempra's spell, Voldemort spoke again, "Wait!"
Professor Qurirell paused as he pulled out his wand and asked in surprise, "Master, do you have any other orders?"
"Someone is coming," Voldemort responded softly.
When Professor Qurirell heard this, he immediately turned to look at the door and listened carefully. There was indeed a hesitant sound of footsteps approaching.
"Master!"
Professor Qurirell lowered his voice and said, "It should be that 'Harry Potter'! I heard him and his classmates say that he was coming here tonight! That's why I decided to make a move early tonight so that Philosopher's Stone would not be taken by them!"
Voldemort did not respond.
Soon, Harry Potter's figure came out from the long steps of the dark door.
The hazy moonlight that shone through the skylight into the room illuminated the surroundings of the magic mirror, allowing Harry Potter to see the faces of Professor Qurirell and Coven.
"It's you, Professor Qurirell? And... why is Senior Quinn here as well."
Harry looked very miserable at this time; the red sweater was covered with dust and several cuts.
There were a few small wounds on his hands and face, and the solidified blood scabs could be seen.
Obviously, the first few checkpoints had caused a great hindrance to Harry.
Coven's worry at the beginning was also correct. Even if the three-man team worked together, they would still find it hard to solve the 'tests'. If Coven had not guided him back then, which led to the absence of Hermione, then Harry Potter would not have been able to come here alive.
After hearing Harry's doubts, Professor Qurirell said matter-of-factly, "Who else do you think it would be?"
"I thought it was Snape..." Harry responded with some confusion, "No! This is not right! It should be Snape..."
After listening to Harry's self-centered words, Professor Qurirell laughed mockingly, and then his expression changed instantly, turning into his usual timid and pitiful appearance.
At the same time, he said, "Yes, Snape does look like a bad person. Who can doubt a stutterer, poor Professor Qurirell?"
"What about him?" Harry Potter felt his cognition collapse and looked at Coven. "Why is Senior Quinn... Isn't he with Snape?"
"This genius?" Professor Qurirell regained his vicious expression and looked at Coven from the corner of his eyes. He said with some pity, "Unfortunately, no one can deny his genius, but he is only a genius. I only need a 'soul snatching curse' to make him obediently become my puppet!"
Next, Harry and Quirrell seemed to be playing house. Harry asked questions, and Quirrell answered Harry perfectly and confessed to Harry about the things Professor Snape shouldered.
Not only Coven couldn't stand it, but even Voldemort had no patience and couldn't help but interrupt, "Enough! You good-for-nothing! Get Philosopher's Stone for me!"
"Yes! I'm sorry, Master..." Professor Qurirell was so proud of himself just now, but now he lowered his body slightly and asked, "But, how can I get it?"
"Use Harry Potter!" Voldemort pointed.
Suddenly hearing another voice echoing in the room, Harry couldn't help but look around in shock.
When Quirrell received the order, he quickly walked toward Harry and reached out his hand to catch him.
Behind him, Coven's eyes lit up, and his right hand trembled slightly...