"What is a meditation basin?" Harry said curiously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw a shallow stone basin in front of the cupboard, and the mouth of the basin had a strange carving: it was full of letters and symbols that he did not recognize, and the silver light came from the contents of the basin.

I can't tell if it's a liquid or a gas.

It is like a bright piece of silver, but it is constantly flowing, like the surface of the water rippling in the breeze, and like a cloud, spreading out and spinning softly, like a liquid light, like a solid wind......

A sudden thought arose to Harry to touch it and see what it would be like.

But nearly four years of experience in the wizarding world had taught him that it was foolish to put his hand in a basin full of unknown objects.

So, he turned his head to look at Evan, who must have known what this thing was for.

"To put it simply, a meditation basin is an alchemical artifact used to preserve the thoughts and memories of the mind. Noticing Harry's gaze, Evan explained, "As long as we put the memory inside, we can use it to re-embody that memory, in a way that the person who appears in the memory will not realize that the experiencer exists......"

He explained to Harry as he gently stroked the meditation basin, carefully examining the large stone basin in front of him.

Compared to how to use it, Evan was more curious about how this thing was made.

After studying it for a while, he had to give up, it was too complicated, this meditation basin was far from being as simple as it seemed.

Unless Dumbledore allowed Evan to crumble the thing, nothing could be seen from the outside.

"This stone basin can actually preserve and reproduce memories!" After listening to Evan's explanation, Harry exclaimed, "It's incredible!"

"It's incredible!" said Evan with a nod.

"What are the letters for?" Harry continued, following closer.

"If you take the Ancient Demon Script, you will know that this is Runi, which belongs to a type of Ancient Demon Script, and is used very frequently in alchemy. "As for the intricate symbols around Runivan, they are magical runes that can gather and conduct magical power, and I haven't seen this arrangement before. ”

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

"It's memory!" Evan said, tapping his wand at the silver object in the meditation basin.

His wand entered it, and the silver object spun rapidly, becoming more transparent and looking like glass.

It was put in by Dumbledore, he must have been using it before, and he didn't have time to take the memories away.

"Memory!" Harry continued, stunned for a moment, "but ......"

"Come on, let's go in and have a look, and you'll understand!" said Aven, taking Harry's right hand directly.

"What?!" Harry was surprised.

In the next second, he was dragged into the stone basin by Ai Wen, and his head went down into it.

The scene was changing rapidly, and Dumbledore's office suddenly collapsed.

Harry discovers that his hair doesn't hit the pelvic floor as he imagined, but instead enters a strange world.

He fell in a cold, pitch-black mass as if sucked into a black vortex......

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

Harry thought it might be underground, as there were no windows around it, only torches stuck in the wall brackets like Hogwarts, and he saw rows of wizards sitting on stepped benches around them, with an empty chair in the center of the room.

The chair has an ominous feel to it, as it has chains wrapped around its armrests, as if it were used to tie people.

At this moment, he and Evan were sitting on a bench at the top of the room at the bottom of the basin, which was taller than the others.

He looked up at the high stone ceiling to find the round skylight, but all he could see was dark, solid stone.

The surrounding scenery made Harry feel more like a dungeon.

There was a bleak and gloomy atmosphere in the room, with no pictures on the walls, no ornamentation, only rows of dense benches on all sides, which were lined up in a staircase, and the chairs with chains were clearly visible from all the seats.

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

Harry wondered for a moment, but it was a good thing that Evan was still by his side, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

"Aven, what is this place?!" Harry asked in a low voice, sounding strange.

"Didn't I just say that the meditation basin is a prop for re-experiencing memories, and we are in it now, in a memory. Evan said, sitting next to Harry, looking around with interest.

This is the special courtroom of the Ministry of Magic, where the Wizengamot is used to try the most heinous dark wizards.

In a small room at the back, there is the only key to the Azkaban Wizarding Prison.

He'd been here before, but the courtroom was confined back then, and it wasn't as shocking as it was now.

In this room, around Evan and Harry, there were at least two hundred wizards.

They all looked solemn and dressed in ancient and exquisite costumes dominated by dark tones, giving people an invisible pressure.

"So we're in a memory now, whose memory is this?" Harry continued softly, his breathing tense and rapid, looking around and then screaming as it echoed through the silence of the room.

Because he found that the man next to him was none other than Albus Dumbledore.

"Obviously, this is Dumbledore's memory!" Evan said, "We are in his memories at the moment, do you remember my previous explanation of the meditation basin? ”

Harry nodded, though he was prepared, it was still incredible.

But that was the case, as none of the wizards around seemed to hear Harry's start.

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

Dumbledore did the same, neither moving nor speaking, and ignoring Evan and Harry.

Harry hesitated, and he raised his right hand suspiciously, waving it vigorously in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't blink, he didn't turn his head to look at Harry, he didn't move.

As Evan said, this is just a memory, not an actual world.