Chapter 147: Pensieve

Chapter 590 Pensieve

"Thoughts?" This reminded Harry of the smoke bottle, "Is this the same as Ron's invention?"

“In terms of effects, it’s more similar to Skywalker Cinema.

This is a scene that allows you to join my past memories as a third party.

It was different from Ron's feeling. Dumbledore smiled, "But I'm not here to watch a movie."

Instead, suck unnecessary thoughts out of your mind.

While relaxing, you can also pour your thoughts into this basin and take a good look at it when you have free time.

You know, it's easier to see their shapes and connections to each other in this state. "

"What tricks and Horcruxes are you referring to?"

"You'll need it." Dumbledore pulled out his wand.

The pensieve flew towards him and landed firmly on the table.

Then he pounded the thoughts in the basin with the tip of his stick.

A human figure immediately rose up from the basin. It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old with long auburn hair.

However, the bridge of his nose has not been broken, and his legs are still standing in the basin.

It's the young Dumbledore!

This teenage version of Dumbledore doesn't even look at Harry or Professor Dumbledore.

The hand held the wand in a very strange posture, "Bless everything!"

The sound of the mantra had an echo, as if coming from the depths of the stone basin.

"If it's a little trick, today I will teach you the unique gesture of holding the wand, the magic that this gesture is applicable to, and how to use it in actual combat." He stared at Harry from above the half-moon lenses, "This is indeed true in a duel. Very useful.

I remember it being in seventh grade and winning the Barnabus Finkley Award for Merit in Spellcasting. "

Dumbledore stirred the thoughts in the basin again. The young version of Dumbledore sank, and the basin turned opaque silvery white again.

"But if it is related to Horcruxes, I will show you some memories related to it." Dumbledore said this while inserting the tip of the staff into his silver hair, close to his temple.

When he pulled out the wand, there seemed to be some hair-thickness, the same silver-white substance in the basin, stuck to the tip of the wand, and he added it to the basin.

Harry was surprised to find that a familiar house appeared in front of him.

That's where he'll be next April. The dilapidated old Gaunt house.

“This is actually supposed to be the memory of Bob Ogden.

He worked in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement back then.

But he was not very willing to provide it to me.

Just showed it to me. "

“So this is your memory of watching Mr. Ogden.

Do you know where this is? ” said Harry murmuringly.

He is very nervous now.

He was worried that Dumbledore would add more outing courses in the coming days.

Harry just wanted to go to the old Gaunt house by himself.

There is a ring made of Voldemort's Horcrux hidden there.

The ring is set with the legendary Resurrection Stone.

Harry's goal.

"You're right Harry.

This house belongs to Gunter.

I mentioned it before.

It is the mother clan of Voldemort.

A bloodline he truly recognized.

These memories are of Ogden's visit to the Gunter family.

Among them appeared Voldemort's mother, uncle, and grandfather.

There's even his father who doesn't want to admit it," Dumbledore said calmly while looking at the spinning room in the basin.

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In the Ravenclaw lounge, Ron, Neville, Draco, and Ginny surrounded Harry who had returned.

"Why don't you choose to read the memory? Isn't this related to Voldemort's Horcrux?

Maybe there is a Horcrux in - well, that old Gaunt house! "Ron looked very excited.

"Yes, there are also the mysterious descendants of Slytherin. They must all be very noble and elegant." Draco on the side couldn't help but become intoxicated.

Morfin Gaunt, whose thick hair was tangled with thick dirt and whose teeth were uneven and yellow, expressed that he was very moved.

Marvolo Gaunt's shoulders were too broad, his arms were too long, and he had a wrinkled old face that looked like an old monkey's. Marvolo Gaunt burst into tears when someone called them noble.

The only one who could be considered clean, with straight hair, plain appearance, and eyes staring in two opposite directions like his younger brother, Merope Gunter tried hard to find what was elegant about him.

"Shut up, Ron!" Harry, who felt his heart pounding, glanced at Ron angrily.

Why did Ron guess it right at once?

"I still think the gestures taught by Dumbledore are more interesting.

I've heard of the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellence in Spellcasting.

It is an award with a very high threshold, and if there are no wizards who are worthy of the award, they would rather not have it.

It demands a lot from the age of the wizard and the pioneering nature of his gestures. ” Neville offered the opposite opinion.

"Harry's decision is the most correct. Whichever he chooses will be fine." The person who was so unprincipled and almost centered on Harry's opinions was naturally Ginny.

She looked at Harry lovingly. The whole person was almost attached.

Harry could only show a 'painful' smile at this, and had no choice but to go up to Ginny and hug him.

And quickly continued what Ginny said, "Ginny is right.

I think this choice is undoubtedly the right one.

Think about it, I will be able to see those memories sooner or later.

And watching the young Dumbledore learn more advanced spellcasting skills is undoubtedly more worthwhile.

It would be great if I could turn them into my own one day earlier. "

Draco nodded disappointedly. Then he looked at Harry and said, "Then you must tell me about the mysterious Gaunt family after you see them.

They are descendants of Slytherin!

Even the branch of Slytherin has founded a very powerful magic school in America - Ilvermorny.

The direct descendants of Slytherin must be even more amazing.

Gaunt hasn't come to Hogwarts for several centuries.

They are said to be taught at home.

Maybe Voldemort got the profound magic knowledge from Gaunt and became the Dark Lord who dominated the entire European magic world. "

As for Ron, he said belatedly: "Why do you want me to shut up?

Did I say anything wrong?

Why do I, Draco, Neville, and Ginny need to shut up?"

When Harry was racking his brains to think of an excuse, Ginny on the side choked and said, "Isn't it obvious?

Although we cast magic around.

To prevent the sound of our conversation from being heard by others.

But this is not a reason for you to keep talking about Horcruxes.

This is Ravenclaw, the house of smart people.

Maybe someone can just bypass our magic and hear our voices.

And they know about Horcruxes. ”

Ron looked around seriously, and then looked very understanding.

“This is indeed my fault.

I almost forgot that the students here are all smart people.

It’s not like in the Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff common rooms where you don’t have to pay attention.

You know, there is a Ravenclaw like me, Harry, who is a smart and excellent student!

My bad! ”