After seeing the glass bottle Astoria took out, Jon Hart's face changed slightly.

With his right hand outstretched, he took it very carefully, and then pointed it in the direction of the light at the window, where the swirling silvery-white substance was clearly visible.

"Unbelievable......" he snapped, shaking his head involuntarily.

"What's in there?" Astoria Greengrass, who was on the side, leaned over Jon's place and asked with some curiosity.

"Memory. Jon's face turned serious, and he said in a low voice.

"Memory?" Astoria blinked, looking a little stunned.

"To be precise...... It should be a memory that belongs to your mother......" Jon nodded, his voice more serious.

"Mother's memory...... She...... Why ......" Astoria stammered, "I don't understand ......"

"I don't know...... I guess we'll find out later, though. Jon said, standing up.

......

Jon Hart walked around the desk, past Astoria's side, and towards the cupboard in the headmaster's office...... Astoria sat in her chair, her neck craned, looking curiously at Jon, who was bending over to fetch something from the cabinet by the door.

Half a minute later, Jon Hart straightened up and returned to his office, holding a shallow stone basin that was somewhat unfamiliar to Astoria, with many strange marks carved into the edges of the stone basin, and a little silver light emitting from it—

The signs were runi-like letters and symbols, many of which she had learned in the Ancient Magic Lesson, but when they were connected she was completely incomprehensible, and the silver light came from something in the basin, the same as the one in the glass bottle her mother had given her, which Astoria had never touched before.

They look like a bright white piece of cotton wool, but they are constantly flowing, like the water rippling in the breeze, and like clouds spreading out and spinning softly......

"What is this?" she whispered.

"Meditation Basin!" Jon replied, "a useful magic item that reads thoughts and memories in one's head...... And what it contains is memory. ”

Astoria nodded thoughtfully, and the expression on her face grew solemn.

"You look worried, Jon?" she asked, looking up.

Jon Hart's gaze did have some apprehension.

However, he quickly drove the negativity away from his face, then showed a hint of a smile, and then extended a hand to Astoria: "It's okay, let's go, shall we?"

"To ...... Where are you going......"

"Go back to your mother's journey. ”

As he spoke, Jon took his wand from his robes, and then tapped it at the silver-white substance in the basin, and the flocculent began to fly into the air little by little, and then landed unmistakably in an empty glass bottle on the table under Jon's command.

Then, he picked up the glass bottle that Astoria had just brought him...... The mouth of the bottle was corked so tightly that he didn't even take the stopper out on his first attempt......

When the contents of the bottle were poured into the meditation basin, they began to spin and glow faintly, and now the substance did not appear to be either liquid nor gas.

The speed of rotation is getting faster and faster......

"I'm after you," Jon gestured to the basin.

"I ...... What should I do?" Astoria was a little at a loss.

"It's easy, just bend down—"

At Jon's instructions, Astoria slowly bent down to ...... Soon, she dipped almost her entire face in those silvery substances......

The silver object became transparent, making it look like glass. She looked inside, expecting to see the bottom of the stone basin—but it wasn't.

For a split second, she felt her feet leave the floor of her office, falling, falling, through a swirling darkness...... But instead of feeling Jon's hand still holding her hand tightly, she might scream.

......

Fall...... Fall...... Constantly falling.

By the time Astoria was able to stand still, she found herself in a somewhat unfamiliar room.

The room was dimly lit and eerie, and there seemed to be no windows on all sides, except for the faint glow of torches stuck in the wall supports......

"Don't be afraid!" a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him.

Jon appeared behind her at some point.

Astoria breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded.

As they got used to the light, Astoria noticed a girl of eleven or twelve sitting on the sofa in the middle of the cabin......

A very familiar face...... Blonde hair, long eyelashes, and a pair of cute little dimples......

"Is this me?" Astoria asked softly, "but...... I don't remember ...... at all."

Jon shook his head solemnly, he didn't focus on the little girl like Astoria, but looked around.

This room is not without windows...... Instead, the windows were nailed with wooden planks where they were supposed to be, including a wooden door that was supposed to be connected to the outside world, and a large black lock appeared on it...... To put it simply, it looks like a cage.

The only thing connected to the outside world is the location of the ceiling, where there is a circular trapdoor with a bronze plaque on the door.

The little girl who looked a lot like Astoria was holding a letter in her hand......

An envelope made of heavy parchment with a shield coat of arms and a capital "H" on it...... Undoubtedly, this is the letter that every new Hogwarts student receives.

The little girl looked glazed-eyed, a little surprised, and even more incredulous.

Behind the round trapdoor on the ceiling, there was a sudden sound of "knock", "knock", "knock".

The girl hurriedly put the letter in her pocket and rushed over.

On the other side of the ceiling of "Diana ......" was the same girl's voice, even younger, who seemed to be muffling her voice and afraid of being discovered:

"I heard from Emily that you received a letter from Hogwarts...... It's so nice!"

"Yes!" young Diana Greengrass had an innocent smile on her face: "That's good...... You'll be able to receive it in the future, Alice!"