Chapter 671: Dumbledore's Memory

Harry wanted to touch it and see what it felt like, but four years of experience in the wizarding world had taught him that it was foolish to reach into a basin of substance that he didn't know what it was.

So he reached into his robe, pulled out his wand, and looked nervously around the office, then turned his eyes back to the contents of the basin.

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

Harry bent down and stuck his head in the cupboard. The silvery substance has become as transparent as glass. He wanted to see what was at the bottom of the basin - but he saw that beneath the surface of this mysterious substance was a large room.

It was as if he were looking through a round window in the ceiling. The room was dimly lit, and he even thought it was underground, because there were no windows, only torches on brackets protruding from the walls, like the kind used for Hogwarts lighting, and he was so close that his nose almost touched the glass substance.

Harry saw many 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, and the armrests of the chair were enclosed as if to tie the person sitting on it to it. What was this place? It certainly wasn't Hogwetcher, he had never seen a room like this in the castle.

In addition, the people in the room where the pelvic floor is visible are adults. Harry didn't think any of them were Hogwarts teachers. They looked like they were waiting for something, Harry thought.

Although he could only see the tips of their hats, they all looked like they were facing in one direction, and no one was talking to each other. Because 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 leaned closer, tilting his head lower to see ......

"You should be careful, Harry. ”

Vanlin's voice startled Harry. Harry had almost forgotten that he wasn't alone in Dumbledore's office.

Van Lin took in Harry's performance, and it seemed that even if he didn't know what it was, the attraction of the meditation basin should not be underestimated.

It looked like Dumbledore had been using this thing before, but Fudge and them had made Dumbledore forget to put away the meditation basin.

Van Lin suspected that Dumbledore had left them behind on purpose, and that the things in the office were not for them to use without Dumbledore's permission.

"What is this?"

"It's called the Meditation Basin, it's an incredible tool for preserving thoughts and memories in the mind, a clever alchemy product, at least, there aren't many alchemy products that can still use Runiwen as a carrier of magical power. Van Lin paused, "This should be made by Nicolame." ”

Although Nicolemel did not admit it, within the scope of what Van Lin knew, only Nicolamet was capable of refining.

"Meditation basin?" Harry looked uncertainly at the flowing silver medium, "You mean, it's all Dumbledore's memories?"

"That's right, Dumbledore's memory. "I once asked Professor Dumbledore, and he told me that he had many memories, and that he had chosen to keep them in a meditation basin so that they would not be forgotten. ”

"Memories can be saved, too?"

"Of course, memories can be preserved, they can be read, and they can be ......," Van Lin did not continue.

For Dumbledore, everything about Harry is not a secret, but he is different, at first Van Lin chose to learn Occlumency in order not to be eliminated, especially Dumbledore.

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

"Memory......" Harry said uncertainly, his gaze quickly wandering away from the meditation basin before forcibly turning his gaze away.

"Then let's put this thing back in there. Harry said with some difficulty.

You know, this is Dumbledore's memory, and besides, with so many things happening recently, it is impossible for Dumbledore's memories to die of any inconsequential memories.

But......

"Don't be so nervous, Harry. "For wizards, these memories are more like a book, only too vivid. ”

"Books?"

"That's right, it's books. "For Dumbledore, these memories were valuable information to help him connect what was happening to what was happening." ”

As soon as Van Lin's arm was raised, Fawkes flew back to the shelf, tilting his head to look at the two of them.

Van Lin walked over, his hand gently fiddling with the mirror of the meditation basin.

The scene inside is somewhat familiar, with black masonry, high seats, and a cage in the middle.

"The Supreme Court of Wizengamot. Van Lin chuckled softly, "This is a rare scene. ”

"What is the Wizengamot?"

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

"How did I see that?" said Harry, confused.

"Would you like some pudding?" Van Lin asked, handing over the snack in his hand.

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

Van Lin glanced around, those old guys were all fake sleeping, and it can be said that Dumbledore did not give up on the two of them.

It seems to be a bit arranged.

"Harry, how about we take a look?" said Vanlin suddenly, and with a gesture of his hand, the meditation basin floated in front of him.

"That's not good. Harry said with difficulty, "Are we a voyeur?"

"It's okay, I've used it twice. "It's just some information, don't be so nervous." ”

Harry was a little moved.

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

"I forgot to tell you that the Wizengamot was where Sirius should have been judged at the time. ”

"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. "Come, let's see what the secret is." ”

Before Harry could respond, Van Lin activated the magic pattern on the meditation basin, and in an instant, a breathing light engulfed Harry in an instant.