Harry Potter's Bastard

As Solim had expected, even the naturally occurring snake wood could not come into contact with the liquid in the stone basin. Although Solim's theoretical knowledge is several notches higher than that of the average student, it is obviously not enough compared to the great wizards like Dumbledore or Voldemort. He could only test the properties of the liquid in some stupid way, not just look at it and mumble a few spells they didn't understand, as Dumbledore did.

Solim held the snake wood and poked it into the stone basin with all his might, but would always stop when he was about to come into contact with the liquid, and the touch from the snake wood told Solim that it was not the sensation of an object touching another object - not the feedback of poking a table or a wall with a stick, but like some force gradually preventing an outside object from approaching, until a point at which the object could no longer move a single inch.

The air on top of the liquid seemed to be so viscous that Solim couldn't get close no matter how hard he tried.

"I felt that something was wrong. Solim stared at his hands with some distraction.

"What's wrong? Solim. Harry stood by and watched for a long time, not understanding what Solim was doing.

"I suddenly had an idea – the reason why our hands can't be close is because we don't want to be close. "

"What are you talking about?" Harry didn't understand what Solim was muttering.

"Just try it!" Solim suddenly let go of the snake wood in his hand.

Under the influence of gravity, the snake wood fell straight into the stone basin in a free fall motion - without the slightest hindrance, it passed through the liquid, and lay at the bottom of the stone basin with the locket.

"This—" Harry hurriedly asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"Sure enough!" Solim's eyes lit up, "If I'm not mistaken, the liquid in this stone basin involves a very high-end concept - 'existence'. The fact that we can't touch the liquid in the basin is that we don't want to touch it ourselves—no, that's not accurate, and the correct way to say it would be that we ourselves prevent us from touching the liquid in the basin—because we observed the presence of these liquids. According to my thoughts, if you completely close your heart and all your senses, you should be able to ......"

As he spoke, Solim's voice fell. Because he had just realized that if removing the contents of the stone basin required a great degree of occlusion, then how did Regulus do it?

"Cheetos!" Solim suddenly raised his voice, summoning his house-elves.

"Smack!" With a bang, a neatly dressed house-elf emerged from the air.

"The hosts. What do you command?" Cheedo bowed, then glared at Solim with wide, round eyes.

Solim seemed to have completely forgotten about the existence of Dumbledore and Harry at this moment, and he ordered, "Take this cup and scoop the water from this stone basin." "

The base of the stone platform was a bit tall for a house-elf, and after Cheetos climbed onto the stone platform, he took the cup from Solim's hand and scooped a glass of water directly from the stone basin......

"This ......" Solim swallowed hard as he looked at the green liquid in the cup in Cheeto's hand.

"Pour it on the ground. Solim's eyes were fixed on the cup, and he wanted to see if what happened next was what he had imagined.

When Cheeto heard the command from his master, he immediately flipped his wrist and slammed the cup to the ground, but not a drop of liquid came out of the cup.

"The host...... It is empty. "

"One more time. Solim gestured to the stone basin. This time he didn't pay attention to the cup, but stared at the water level in the stone basin. The stone basin is not large, and the change in the amount of water in a glass of water is extremely easy to see, but when Cheetos fills another cup of liquid in the stone basin, the water level in the stone basin does not change in the slightest.

"Give it to me. Solim took the cup from Cheeto's hand, fanned it with his other hand, and carefully put his nose over the rim, but didn't smell anything.

Solim's face was a little weirdly illuminated by the green liquid in the cup, Harry looked at it for a long time, he really didn't understand what Solim was doing, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, only to find that Dumbledore was also frowning, as if he had encountered some problem.

Staring at the glass, Solim slowly tilted the rim of the cup, trying to see how the liquid disappeared, but the reality once again puzzled Solim, and as the cup tilted, the green liquid in the cup slowly disappeared, as if Solim had just poured them into the air.

"I don't think it's going to work, but it's always unacceptable not to give it a try. Solim pulled out his wand and pointed it at the liquid in the stone basin: "Disappear!"

The liquid in the stone basin seemed to be brighter, but nothing else had changed. Solim licked his lips, "Harry, stand back a bit. "

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to see if I can destroy this stone platform. Solim pointed his wand at the stone platform and said, "The stone basin and the base underneath are one, if you destroy it, the contents will be easily removed, I just try it." "

"There's no need for that, Solim. Dumbledore walked over and pressed Solim's arm.

"The liquid in the stone basin is very simple. He pressed down Solim's wand, but he drew it himself, and Dumbledore stood in front of the stone basin, waving his wand to make some complex movements on the surface of the liquid, muttering something silently - except for the greener glow of the liquid in the stone basin, which was the same as Solim's movement just now, nothing else changed.

"I have to say, Tom has completely surpassed me, at least in potions. Dumbledore sighed, "Combined with Solim's attempt, I think there's only one way we can get our hands on what's inside." "

"Don't worry, Headmaster. Solim hurriedly said, "I still have some ideas, but my strength can't support me to complete them, but you can." "

"Oh, what are you going to do?"

"Our hands can't touch the liquid because I want to reach it, even with a stick, but when I let go of my snake, it falls straight into the bottom of the stone basin – that's what made me see a problem. "

"What's the problem?" Harry didn't quite understand, but it looked like Solim already had a solution.

Glancing at Harry, Solim pointed to the stone platform and said, "Conscious contact with those liquids is not accessible - or, after we observe them, our own bodies will stop us before they are about to touch." "

"What do you mean?" Solim's words were a little distorted, and Harry didn't understand.

"To put it bluntly, it's not that we can't touch the liquids, it's that we're preventing us from touching them. "