“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?” The young woman posed, then watched intently. When the image appeared, she blanched. She banished it and tried the incantation again. This time, she flushed angrily. She tried again.

“Ewww! Gross!” Lavender turned green to see the half-naked Snape her mirror reflected.


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The next day, Hermione installed a second-hand mirror in her flat. A little extra (and slightly larcenous) enchanting, and she’d managed to acquire an impossibly cheap, powerful tool. And she knew exactly how to make it do what she wanted.

“Mirror, mirror on the wall…”