The Most Desired Thing Is to Blow Up Hogwarts

According to the Xiangyang Ji, recorded in Pei Songzhi's annotations on Chen Shou's Records of the Three Kingdoms, Shu Records, Biography of Ma Su, "Attacking the heart is superior; attacking the city is inferior."

Horatio, with just three alchemical puppets, had pierced Dumbledore's heart so thoroughly that the Headmaster locked himself in his office, brooding.

Horatio felt as refreshed as drinking a Mixue Bingcheng in the height of summer. He then made a GIF of Dumbledore and Grindelwald parting ways, set it to the song "Decent," and gave it to Dumbledore as a Christmas present.

This was a finishing blow, and hopefully Dumbledore was alright.

Fleur left Hogwarts on the third day after Christmas. Although she had stayed at Hogwarts for less than two days, she had thoroughly tamed Horatio.

Professor McGonagall was overjoyed. She bid Fleur a reluctant farewell on the day of her departure and personally saw her off at the station.

After Fleur left, Horatio was like a husky released from its cage, starting to go on a destructive rampage.

One day, Horatio found Professor McGonagall and showed her a bottle of yellow liquid.

Professor McGonagall: "What is this?"

Horatio said: "Didn't you say Hogwarts had many secret chambers? I wanted to find them, so I dug a hole in the basement and started digging down. I dug for hundreds of meters but didn't find any secret chambers. Instead, I found oil."

"Professor McGonagall, do we have any students from America in our house? If so, please expel them. Otherwise, oil can easily breed mold."

Professor McGonagall's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

On the fourth day after Christmas, Horatio gave Harry a colorful stone and said, "I originally wanted to give you another surprise, but Snape's offer was too high. I couldn't refuse."

Thinking of the entire row of top-grade Felix Felicis, Horatio's mouth watered. He declared that he was respecting his elders and absolutely not doing it for the Felix Felicis.

"This is how you use it," Horatio handed Harry a piece of paper. "Also, it's best to use this when you encounter unavoidable danger, and preferably when no one is around."

"Why?"

"If you want social death, you can use it in broad daylight."

Harry put away the stone and said to Horatio, "I found a mirror. It can show me my family. Ron can see himself as Head Boy. Can you help me figure out what's going on?"

"Oh, how magical. Let's go take a look."

Harry led Horatio to a mirror. It was a magnificent mirror, reaching from floor to ceiling, with an ornate golden frame and supported by two claw-like feet. An inscription was carved at the top: Eris Stra Ekhru Aituby Kafru Aitang Vohs.

Horatio stepped forward and stroked the frame. "Low-level construction. It only has Legilimency and some superficial soul magic. I could wholesale ten of these mirrors a day."

"While I have to admit your alchemy is very powerful, the Mirror of Erised is far from as simple as you imagine," Dumbledore said, walking up behind Harry.

Dumbledore stood beside Harry and continued, "It only shows us our deepest, most desperate desires. Harry has never seen his family, so he sees them standing around him. Ron has always felt inferior to his older brothers, so he sees himself as more accomplished than them."

Dumbledore looked at the family members in the mirror and then at himself, sighing. "However, this mirror cannot help us fulfill our wishes. Those who see it always waste their time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, even driven to madness."

"Yo, the Headmaster is back from the dead?" Horatio quipped.

A tic mark appeared on Dumbledore's forehead, but he calmly said, "Thank you for the Christmas gift, Mr. Horatio. I'm curious, what is Mr. Horatio's deepest desire?"

Dumbledore gestured for Horatio to stand in front of the mirror.

"Tch," Horatio muttered, though he stood before the mirror. He was also curious about what his heart truly desired.

Dumbledore's face darkened as he saw the Horatio in the mirror. The Horatio in the mirror was wearing casual beachwear, lying on Fleur's lap, with Hermione feeding him watermelon. Hathor was lying on his stomach, while Nut, Isis, and Nephthys were chasing each other in the air.

This all seemed normal, right? At most, Horatio could be considered a bit of a playboy. If only he hadn't pulled out that detonator.

The Horatio in the mirror, with his left hand stroking Hathor, pressed the detonator with his right. Hogwarts behind them exploded into the sky in a fierce blaze.

The Horatio in the mirror mockingly said, "A real man never looks back at an explosion."

"So, your deepest desire is to blow up Hogwarts?"