HP Magic Biography

Harry wanted to touch it to see what it felt like, but four years of experience in the wizarding world taught him that it was a very stupid thing to reach into a basin of unknowing matter.

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

He poked it with a stick. The surface of the silver substance immediately began to rotate, turning faster and faster.

Harry bent down and put his head into the cupboard. This silver substance has become as transparent as glass. He wanted to see what was on the bottom of the basin—who knew that under the surface of this mysterious substance was a big room.

He looked through a round window on the ceiling. The room is very dark. He even thought it should be underground, because there were no windows, only torches were placed on the brackets protruding from the wall, just like the one used by Hogwarts for lighting. With the face so close, the nose almost touched the glass material.

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

There was an empty chair in the middle of the room. This chair gave Harry an ominous feeling. The armrests of the chair were surrounded, as if to tie the person sitting on it. What is this place? It must not be Hogwarts; he had never seen such a room in the castle.

In addition, the people in the room where the pelvic floor appeared were all adults. Harry felt that none of them were teachers at Hogwarts. They seemed to be waiting for something, Harry thought.

Although he could only see the tips of their hats, they all seemed to face the same direction, and no one whispered. Because the stone basin was round and the room he was inspecting was square, he couldn't see what was happening in the corner. He got closer, tilted his head lower, and wanted to see...

"You should be careful, Harry."

Fanlin's voice jumped Harry down. Harry had almost forgotten that he was not alone in Dumbledore's office.

Fanlin took Harry's performance into view, and it seemed that even if he didn't know what it was, the attractiveness of the **** could not be underestimated.

It seemed that Dumbledore had been using this thing before, but Fudge and their coming one after another made Dumbledore forget to put away the penis.

Fanlin suspected that Dumbledore had left them on purpose. Without Dumbledore's permission, they could not use the office items.

"what is this?"

"It's called the Pendant Basin. It's an incredible tool for preserving thoughts and memories in the mind. It's a smart alchemy product. At least, there are not many alchemy products that can use Rune as a carrier of magic power." Fanlin There was a pause, "This should be Nicolae May's product."

Although Nicolae Mae did not admit it, within the scope of Fanlin's knowledge, only Nicolae Mae could refine such things.

"Pedestrian basin?" Harry looked at the flowing silver medium uncertainly. "You mean, it's all Dumbledore's memory?"

"Yes, Dumbledore's memories." Fanlin said, "I once asked Professor Dumbledore and he told me that he has many memories. In order not to be forgotten, he chose to preserve them in the Pendant Basin."

"Can memories be saved?"

"Of course, the memory can be saved, can be read, or..." Fanlin didn't go on.

For Dumbledore, everything about Harry is not a secret, and he is different. At first, Fanlin chose to learn Occlumency in order not to be destroyed by others, especially Dumbledore.

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

"Memory..." Harry said uncertainly, his gaze quickly drifting away from the **** basin, and then he forced his gaze away.

"Then we'd better put this thing back." Harry said with some difficulty.

You know, this is Dumbledore's memory, and, with so many things happening recently, the memory read by Dumbledore must not be an insignificant memory.

but……

"Don't be so nervous, Harry," Fanlin said. "For the wizard, these memories are more like a book, but too vivid."

"book?"

"Yes, it's a book." Fanlin said, "These memories are some precious information for Dumbledore to help him connect what is happening with what is happening."

As soon as Fanlin raised his arm, Fox flew back to the shelf and tilted his head to look at them.

Fanlin walked over, and he gently fiddled with the mirror surface of the **** basin.

The scene inside was a bit familiar, with black masonry and tall seats, everyone surrounded a cage like a star arch.

"Weissengamo Supreme Court." Fanlin laughed softly, "This is a rare scene."

"What is Wisengama?"

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

"How did I meet?" Harry was dazed.

"Would you like some pudding?" Fanlin asked, and he passed the snacks in his hand.

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

Fanlin glanced around, and the old guys were all in a fake sleep. It can be said that Dumbledore did not give up monitoring them.

It seems to be arranged.

"Harry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how about let's take a look?" Fanlin said suddenly. He stretched out his hand and the **** floated in front of him.

"That's not good," Harry said difficultly. "Are we peeping?"

"It's okay, I have used it twice." Fanlin said, "This is just some information, so don't be so nervous."

Harry was moved.

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

"Forgot to tell you that Wisengamao was the place where Sirius should be judged."

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

"Before Fudge, Wisengamao had been presided over by Crouch, the Supreme Court of the Ministry of Magic." Fanlin said, "Come on, let's see what the secret is."

Before Harry could respond, Fanlin activated the magic pattern on the **** basin, and in an instant, a fascinating light engulfed Harry in an instant.