Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

682. Memory in Pensieve, Chapter 678

    "What is Pensieve?"Harry said curiously.

    He saw a shallow stone basin in the front of the cabinet. The basin had a strangely carved engraving: all the letters and symbols he didn't know, and the silver light was emitted from the pot.

    These silver light, can't figure out whether it is liquid or gas.

    If you want to describe it, it is like a bright silver, but it keeps flowing, like the surface of the water rising in the breeze, and floating like a cloud, gently rotating, it is like a light that turns into a liquid. It is like a wind that solidifies into solid…

    Harry suddenly raised a thought and wanted to touch it and see what it would be like.

    But in the magical world, nearly four years of experience tells him that it is very stupid to reach into the basin full of unknown objects.

    So he turned his head and looked at Ivan, and Ivan knew for sure what the thing was for.

    “In a nutshell, Pensieve is an alchemy product used to preserve thoughts and memories in the mind.”Noting Harry's gaze, Ivan explained, “As long as we put the memory inside, we can use it to re-emerge that memory, in a way that is immersive, people who appear in memory will not find the experiencer…. .."

    As he explained to Harry, he gently stroked Pensieve and looked closely at the huge stone basin in front of him.

    Ivan is more curious about how this thing works, compared to how it is used.

    After studying for a while, he had to give up, it was too complicated, and the Pensieve was far from being as simple as it looked.

    Unless Dumbledore allows Ivan to smash this thing, nothing can be seen from the outside.

    “This stone basin can save and reproduce memories!”After listening to Ivan's explanation, Harry exclaimed, "It's incredible!"

    “It’s really incredible!”Ivan nodded.

    "What is the letter above that is used for?"Harry continued to ask, and he followed.

    "If you take the course of ancient magic language, you will know that this is a kind of ancient magic language, such as Niven, which is used frequently in alchemy."Ivan said, "As for the complex symbols around Niven, it is magic rune, which can gather and transmit magic power. I have not seen this arrangement before."

    Harry nodded as if he didn't understand, and couldn't help but ask, "Ivan, what about these strange silver things?"

    "It is memory!"Ivan said that he used the wand to point out the silver object inside the Pennieve.

    His wand entered, the silver object swiftly turned, became more transparent, and looked like glass.

    This is where Dumbledore puts in. He must have used it before, and he didn't have time to take the memory away.

    memoryHarry snorted and continued, "But…"

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

    "What?"Harry was surprised.

    The next second, he was slammed into the stone basin by Ivan, and his head went down into it.

    The scene at hand is changing rapidly, and Dumbledore's office suddenly falls over.

    Harry found that his hair did not hit the pelvic floor as he imagined, but entered a strange world.

    He fell in a cold, dark substance, as if he had been sucked into a black whirlpool…

    Then he saw it clearly, it was a dimly lit room.

    Harry thought it might be underground, because there were no windows around it, only the torches like the Hogwarts that were inserted into the wall brackets. He saw rows of wizard sitting on the stepped benches around, the room was in the middle of the room. Empty chair.

    This chair gives people an ominous feeling, because its armrests are chained and seem to be tied.

    At this moment, he and Ivan were sitting on a bench at the top of the room at the bottom of the pelvis, which was taller than the other stools.

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

    The surrounding scene made Harry feel more like a dungeon.

    There was a bleak and gloomy atmosphere in the house. There was no picture on the wall, no decoration, only the rows of dense benches on all sides, stepped up, and the chain was clearly visible from all the seats. Chair.

    What the hell is going on, how did they suddenly come to this place? !

    Harry wondered for a moment, but fortunately Ivan was still by his side, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

    "Ivan, where is it here?!"Harry whispered, his voice sounding strange.

    "I didn't say it before. Pensieve is a prop used to re-experience memory. We are now in it, in a memory."Ivan said that he was sitting beside Harry and looking around with interest.

    This is the Ministry of Magic special courtroom, the dark wizard's place used by Wizengamot to judge sin.

    In the back of this small room, there is a unique portkey to Azkaban Prison.

    He has been here before, but at the time the courtroom was limited, it was far from shocking.

    In this room, around Ivan and Harry, at least two hundred wizards sit.

    They are solemn and solemn, with ancient and exquisite costumes dominated by dark tones, giving people an invisible pressure.

    "So we are in a memory, who is this memory?"Harry continued to whisper, his breath was tense and rushing, looking around, and then he couldn't help but scream, and the sound echoed in the quiet room.

    Because he found the person next to him, it was Albus Dumbledore.

    "Obviously, this is Dumbledore's memory!"Ivan said, "We are in his memory at the moment, do you remember my previous explanation of Pensieve? Here, we are just bystanders, not noticed by them, and there is no way to change things. This is just a memory, belonging to Dumbledore's memory. ”

    Harry nodded, and although he was already prepared, it was still incredible.

    But that's the truth, because all the wizards around didn't seem to hear Harry's fright.

    They looked solemn and stared nervously at the corner of the house, where there was a door.

    The same is true of Dumbledore, who did not move or speak, and ignored Ivan and Harry.

    Harry hesitated, and he raised his right hand in disbelief and waved in front of Dumbledore.

    Dumbledore didn't blink, didn't look at Harry, he didn't move.

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