It took Gemini quite a while to calm down. He then jumped down from the rafters as if nothing had happened, forcing himself to clear his throat calmly.
"So, you were the one who moved my mirror out here?"
"Your mirror?" Professor Dumbledore blinked his blue eyes.
"Look, you said I could treat the Room of Requirement as my home, right?"
"That's right."
"Then the things in my home are my property, right?"
"..." Professor Dumbledore tilted his head and thought for a moment. "I have a feeling something about that isn't quite right?"
"Nothing is wrong with it. The logic is sound and the reasoning is clear. This mirror is my property." Gemini spread his hands, utterly shameless.
Adria nodded. "That's right. It belongs to Lord Fox."
Professor Dumbledore: "..."
Whenever property was involved, the child's gentlemanly manners immediately turned into this ugly face.
"All right, your reasoning is correct. It is indeed your property. I apologize for moving it without permission." Professor Dumbledore nodded cheerfully.
"Since you put it that way, I won't pursue the matter." Gemini stood in front of the Mirror of Erised and waved a hand.
"But I'm curious, Gemini. What did you see in that mirror?" Professor Dumbledore asked curiously, his deep blue eyes blinking.
"I saw myself unmatched in power, immortal, richer than a nation, with wives and concubines in abundance." Gemini turned leisurely, his gaze sweeping across the mirror.
His reflection turned as well, matching his posture exactly, even wearing the same expression.
"At least, that was what it showed the last time I looked..."
Gemini spread his hands. "What about you, Professor?"
"Me?" Professor Dumbledore smiled. "I see myself holding a pair of thick woolen socks."
Professor Dumbledore's gaze was deep and distant. "One can never have enough socks. Christmas comes