Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 677: Memory in Pensieve

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"What is Pensieve?" Harry said curiously.

He saw a shallow stone basin in the front cabinet, with a strangely carved carving at the mouth of the basin: all the letters and symbols he didn't recognize were on it, and the silver light came from the things in the basin.

These silver lights can't tell whether it's liquid or gas.

If you want to describe it, it is like a piece of bright silver, but it is constantly flowing, like the water surface is rippling in the breeze, and it is spreading like a cloud, spinning softly, it seems to become The light of the liquid is like the wind condensing into a solid ...

Harry suddenly had a thought, want to touch it, and see how it feels.

But nearly four years of experience in the magic world tells him that it is foolish to reach into a basin full of unknown objects.

So, he turned his head to look at Ivan, Ivan must know what this thing is for.

"Simply put, Pensieve is the alchemy product used to save the thoughts and memories in the mind." Noting Harry's's gaze, Ivan explained, "As long as we put the memory in it, we can use it to re-embody that paragraph Memory, in an immersive way, people who appear in the memory will not find the existence of the experiencer ... "

As he explained to Harry, he gently stroked Pensieve and carefully examined the huge stone basin in front of him.

Compared with the usage method, Ivan is more curious about the production principle of this thing.

After studying for a while, he had to give up. It was too complicated. This Pensieve is far from simple as it looks.

Unless Dumbledore allows Ivan to shred this thing, the light cannot see anything from the outside.

"This stone basin can actually save and reproduce the memory!" After listening to the explanation of Ivan's, Harry sighed, "It's incredible!"

"It's really incredible!" Ivan nodded.

"What is the letter above used for?" Harry continued to ask, and came closer.

"If you take the ancient magic language class, you will know that this is Ni Ni, which belongs to ancient magic language, and it is used frequently in alchemy." Ivan said, "As for the complex symbols around Ni Ni, it is magic rune, Can gather and conduct magic power, I have not seen this arrangement before. "

Harry nodded inexplicably, but could not help but ask, "Ivan, what are these strange silver things?"

"It's a memory!" Ivan said, tapping the silver object in Pensieve with wand(s).

His wand(s) entered, and the silver object was spinning rapidly, becoming more transparent and looking like glass.

This is Dumbledore. He must have used it before, and he did n’t have time to take his memory away.

"Memory!" Harry froze for a moment before continuing, "But ..."

"Come on, let's go in and take a look, you will all understand!" Ivan said, holding Harry's's right hand directly.

"What ?!" Harry surprised.

The next second, he was dragged by Ivan into stone basin, his head down into it.

The scene in front of me was changing rapidly, and the office of Dumbledore suddenly fell over.

Harry found that his hair did not hit the bottom of the basin as expected, but entered a strange world.

He fell in a cold and dark substance, as if sucked into a black vortex ...

Then, he saw clearly that this was a dimly lit room.

Harry thinks it may be underground, because there are no windows around, only torches like Hogwarts inserted on the wall bracket, he saw rows of wizard(s) sitting on the stepped benches around, the center of the house An empty chair was placed.

This chair gives an ominous feeling because its armrests are wrapped with chains, which seem to be used to tie people.

At this moment, he and Ivan are sitting on a bench at the top of the room at the bottom of the basin, which is taller than other stools.

He looked up at the high stone ceiling and wanted to find the round skylight, but he saw only dark, solid stones.

The surrounding scenes make Harry feel more like a dungeon.

There is a bleak and gloomy atmosphere in the room, there are no pictures on the wall, no decoration, only the rows of dense benches on all four sides, stepped up step by step, you can clearly see that from all the seats Take a chair with chains.

What the **** is going on, how come they suddenly came to this place? !

Harry was puzzled fortunately, but fortunately Ivan was still beside him, otherwise he would n’t really know what to do.

"Ivan, where is this place?" Harry asked in a low voice, the sound sounded strange.

"Did I not say that just now, Pensieve is a prop for re-experiencing memory, we are now in it, in a memory." Ivan said, sitting next to Harry, looking around with interest .

This is the the Ministry of Magic special courtroom, Wizengamot is used to try the dark wizard's place where the crimes are wicked.

In a small room behind this, there is the only portkey(s) leading to Azkaban Prison.

He's been here before, but it was restricted in this courtroom at the time, and it's far from shocking now.

In this room, at least two hundred wizard(s) sit around Ivan and Harry.

Everyone has solemn expressions and wears ancient and exquisite costumes mainly in dark tones, giving people an invisible pressure.

"So we are in a memory now. Whose memory is this?" Harry continued to ask softly, his breath was tense and rapid, looking around, then could not help but screamed, the cry was quiet There was an echo in the room.

Because he found that the person next to him was Albus · Dumbledore.

"Obviously, this is the memory of Dumbledore!" Ivan said, "We are in his memory at this moment, do you still remember my previous explanation about Pensieve? Here, we are just bystanders, not people among them I noticed that there is no way to change the things in it. This is just a memory, which belongs to Dumbledore. "

Harry nodded. Although it was prepared, it was too incredible.

However, this is true, because all wizard(s)s around do not seem to hear the Harry's startle.

They looked solemnly, all staring nervously at the far corner, where there was an door.

The same is true for Dumbledore, without moving or speaking, let alone ignore Ivan and Harry.

Harry hesitated. He raised his right hand in suspicion and waved hard in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't blink, nor did he turn his head to look at Harry, he didn't move.

As Ivan said, this is just a memory, not a real world.