HP Magic Biography

Harry wanted to touch it, to see what it felt like, but four years of living in the wizarding world had taught him that sticking his hand into a pot of unknown substance was pretty daft.

So he reached into his robes, took out his wand, and looked nervously around the office before returning to the contents of the basin.

He poked it with his stick. The surface of the silver substance immediately began to spin, faster and faster.

Harry bent down and poked his head into the cupboard. The silvery substance has become as transparent as glass. He wanted to see what was at the bottom of the basin—but unexpectedly, he saw a large room under the surface of this mysterious substance.

It was as if he were looking through a round window in the ceiling. The room was so dark that he even thought it was underground because there were no windows, only torches on brackets protruding from the wall, like the ones used for lighting at Hogwarts, and he put The faces were so close that the nose almost touched the layer of glass substance.

Harry saw witches and wizards sitting in a circle on rows of step stools against the wall.

There was an empty chair in the middle of the room, which gave Harry an ominous feeling, the arms of the chair were rounded, as if to tie the person sitting on it to it. What is this place? Certainly not Hogwarts; he had never seen such a room in the castle.

Also, the people in the room where the pelvic floor shows up are adults. None of them, Harry thought, were teachers at Hogwarts. They looked as if they were waiting for something, Harry thought.

Although he could only see the tips of their hats, they all seemed to be facing the same direction, and no one was talking to each other. Since the stone basin was round and the room he was inspecting was square, he couldn't see what was going on in the corner, and he moved closer, tilting his head lower, to see...

You should be careful, Harry.

Fan Lin's voice made Harry jump. Harry had almost forgotten that he was not alone in Dumbledore's office.

Fan Lin took a close look at Harry's performance, and it seemed that even if he didn't know what it was, the attraction of the Pensieve should not be underestimated.

It looked like Dumbledore had been using the thing before, but Fudge and them kept coming so that Dumbledore forgot to put the Pensieve away.

Fan Lin doubted that Dumbledore kept it for them on purpose. Without Dumbledore's permission, the things in the office were not something they could use.

What's this?

It's called a Pensieve,

This is an incredible tool used to preserve thoughts and memories in the mind, a brilliant alchemy product, at least, there are not many alchemy products that can still use runes as magic carriers. Fan Lin paused, This should be produced by Nicolas.

Although Nicolas didn't admit it, as far as Fan Lin knew, such things were only capable of refining by Nicolas.

The Pensieve? Harry looked uncertainly at the flowing silver medium, You mean, it's full of Dumbledore's memories?

That's right, Dumbledore's memory. Fan Lin said, I once asked Professor Dumbledore, and he told me that he has many memories. In order not to be forgotten, he chose to use a Pensieve to preserve them all.

Memory can also be saved?

Of course, memories can be saved, read, or... Fan Lin didn't continue.

For Dumbledore, everything about Harry is not a secret, but he is different. In the beginning, Fan Lin chose to learn Occlumency in order not to be wiped out, especially Dumbledore.

It can be said that at the beginning, Dumbledore was no less threatening to him than Voldemort, and even in terms of pressure, Dumbledore was much greater than Voldemort gave Fan Lin.

Memory... Harry said uncertainly, his eyes wandered quickly in the Pensieve, and then he forcibly turned his eyes away.

Then let's put this thing back quickly. Harry said with some difficulty.

You know, this is Dumbledore's memory, and, with so many things happening recently, it is impossible for the memory that Dumbledore looked through to die of any irrelevant memories.

but……

Don't be so nervous, Harry. Fan Lin said, To wizards, these memories are more like a book, but they are too vivid.

Book?

That's right, it's a book. Fan Lin said, For Dumbledore, these memories are some of the more precious information, used to help him connect what happened with what is happening now.

As soon as Fan Lin raised his arm, Fox flew back to the shelf and looked at the two of them with his head tilted.

Fan Lin walked over, and he fiddled with the mirror of the Pensieve lightly with his hands.

The scene inside is a bit familiar, with black bricks and stones, high seats, and a cage surrounded by everyone like stars and moons.

The Supreme Court of the Wizengamot. Fan Lin smiled softly, This is a rare scene.

What is the Wizengamot?

A place where a bunch of boring people punish others. Fan Lin said, It's okay, you should see it.

How did I see it? Harry was a little confused.

Do you want some pudding? Fan Lin asked, and he handed over the snacks in his hand.

Harry nodded, he was also a little hungry, so he didn't refuse.

Fan Lin glanced around, and found that those old guys were all pretending to be asleep. It can be said that Dumbledore did not give up monitoring the two of them.

It seems to be somewhat arranged.

Harry, how about we take a look? Fan Lin said suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and the Pensieve floated in front of him.

That's not good. Harry said with difficulty, Are we voyeurism?

It's okay, I've used it twice. Fan Lin said, This is just some information, don't be so nervous.

Harry was a little moved.

Dumbledore's memory, who wouldn't want to take a look?

Forgot to tell you, the Wizengamot is where Sirius was supposed to be judged.

Sirius' trial, that's not Mr. Crouch...

Before Fudge, the Wizengamot had always been presided over by Crouch, the Supreme Court of the Ministry of Magic. Fan Lin said, Come on, let's see what's the secret here.

Before Harry could respond, Fan Lin activated the magic pattern on the Pensieve, and in an instant, a breath-taking light engulfed Harry in it.