Dylan never expected that what he yearned for in his heart would turn out to be something so simple.
A group of people gathering in a garden?
"Hm?" Suddenly, Dylan noticed something else at the very top of the Mirror of Erised, in the brilliantly sunny sky. It seemed that something dark was faintly flickering among the clouds, but it vanished in the blink of an eye.
Dylan narrowed his eyes. "What am I thinking about again?"
"Gurgle~"
At that moment, he felt his stomach churn, and hunger welled up inside him.
He smacked his lips and looked at the food his parents had prepared. Most of it consisted of the things he had loved eating since childhood.
Of course, that was taking England's culinary wasteland into account.
There were also many delicacies on the table that had only existed in the food-additive explosion of his previous life. Dylan even spotted cola and Sprite.
"I'm a little hungry. I'd better go eat."
Dylan swallowed, then turned to leave.
"Thankfully, it wasn't anything strange. And judging by the looks of it, I'll have to set aside some time to research how to recreate all those delicacies from my previous life with magic."
He could make them himself, of course, but how could that be as convenient as simply waving a wand and making food appear?
His milk tea, for example, was something he had tinkered into existence while researching the Transfiguration Spell.
Dylan pushed open the classroom door and glanced left and right. Only after confirming that no one was around did he hurry away.
After he left,
the space behind the Mirror of Erised suddenly twisted, and two figures emerged.
Dumbledore gazed at the lingering scene in the mirror with a look of emotion.
Harry and the professors were chatting,