"What is a meditation basin?" Harry asked curiously.
He saw a shallow stone basin in the cabinet in front of him. There were strange carvings on the mouth of the basin: it was full of letters and symbols that he did not know. The silver light came from the things in the basin.
It was not clear whether this silver light was liquid or gas.
If he had to describe it, it was like a piece of bright silver, but it was constantly flowing, like ripples on the surface of water in the breeze, or like clouds that spread out gracefully and rotated gently. It was like light that had turned into liquid, but also like wind that had condensed into a solid state …
Harry suddenly had an idea to touch it and see what it would feel like.
But nearly four years of experience in the magic world told him that it was very stupid to put his hand into a basin full of unknown objects.
So, he turned his head to look at Elwyn. Elwyn must know what this thing was used for.
"Simply put, the meditation basin is an alchemy product used to preserve the thoughts and memories in the mind." Noticing Harry's gaze, Elwyn explained, "As long as the memory is placed in it, we can use it to recreate that memory. In the way of experiencing it, the person who appears in the memory will not discover the existence of the experiencer …"
He explained to Harry while gently stroking the meditation basin and carefully looking at the huge stone basin in front of him.
Compared with the method of use, Elwyn was more curious about the principle of making this thing.
After studying it for a while, he had to give up. It was too complicated. This meditation basin was far from as simple as it looked.
Unless Dumbledore allowed Elwyn to break this thing, nothing could be seen from the outside.
"This stone basin can actually preserve and recreate memories!" After listening to Elwyn's explanation, Harry exclaimed, "It's incredible!"
"It's really incredible!" Elwyn nodded and said.
"What are the letters on it used for?" Harry continued to ask and followed closer.
"If you take Ancient Magic Literature as an elective, you will know that this is Runi, a type of Ancient Magic Literature. It is frequently used in alchemy." Elwyn said, "As for the complex symbols around the runes, they are magic runes that can gather and conduct magic. I have never seen such an arrangement before."
Harry nodded as if he understood. He could not help but ask, "Elwyn, what are these strange silver things?"
"It's memory!" said Elwyn, tapping the silver object in the basin with his wand.
His wand entered it, and the silver object spun rapidly and became even more transparent, looking like glass.
Dumbledore must have put it there. He must have been using it before and didn't have time to remove the memory.
"Memory!" Harry was stunned for a moment, then continued, "But …"
"Come on, let's go in and take a look, then you'll understand everything!" Elwyn said, directly holding Harry's right hand.
"What?!" Harry was surprised.
In the next second, he was dragged into the stone basin by Elwyn, head first into it.
The scene in front of him changed rapidly, and Dumbledore's office suddenly collapsed.
Harry found that his hair did not hit the bottom of the basin as he imagined, but entered a strange world.
He fell in a cold, dark substance, as if he was sucked into a black vortex …
Then, he saw clearly that it was a dimly lit room.
Harry thought it might be underground, because there were no windows around, only torches inserted into the wall brackets like Hogwarts. He saw rows of wizards sitting on stepped benches around, and there was an empty chair in the middle of the room.
The chair gave off an ominous feeling because its armrests were wrapped with chains, as if they were used to tie people up.
At this moment, he and Elwyn were sitting on a bench at the top of the room at the bottom of the basin, it was higher than the other benches.
He looked up at the high stone ceiling, trying to find the circular skylight, but only saw dark, solid stones.
The surrounding scene made Harry feel that it was more like a dungeon.
There was a sombre and gloomy air about the room. There were no pictures, no ornaments of any kind, but a series of benches, closely arranged on all sides, ascending in a staircase, and the chair with the chain plainly visible from all the seats.
What was going on, how did they suddenly come to this place?!
Harry was puzzled, fortunately, Elwyn was still by his side, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.
"Elwyn, what is this place?!" Harry asked in a low voice, his voice sounded strange.
"Didn't I just say that the meditation basin is a tool used to relive memories? We are now in it, in a memory," Elwyn said, he sat next to Harry, looking around with great interest.
This was the special courtroom of the Ministry of Magic, where Weisengarmo used to sentence the most heinous dark wizards.
In a small room at the back, there was the only key to the door of the Azkaban Wizard Prison.
He had been here before, but at that time, this courtroom was restricted, so it was far less shocking than it was now.
In this room, around Elwyn and Harry sat at least two hundred wizards.
Each of them looked solemn, dressed in ancient and exquisite clothes mainly in dark tones, giving off an invisible pressure.
"So we are now in a memory, whose memory is this?" Harry continued to ask in a low voice, his breathing was nervous and rapid, looking around, and then he couldn't help but scream, the scream echoing in the solemn room.
Because he found that the person next to him was Albus Dumbledore.
"Obviously, this is Dumbledore's memory!" Elwyn said, "We are now in his memory, do you remember my explanation about the meditation basin? Here, we are just bystanders, we won't be noticed by anyone, and we can't change anything. This is just a memory, a memory that belongs to Dumbledore. "
Harry nodded. Even though he had prepared himself for it, it was still too unbelievable.
But it was the truth, because all the wizards around them didn't seem to hear Harry's scream.
They looked solemn, staring nervously at the corner of the room in the distance, where there was a door.
Dumbledore was the same, he didn't move, didn't speak, and didn't pay attention to Elwyn and Harry.
Harry hesitated, he raised his right hand suspiciously, and waved it in front of Dumbledore.
Dumbledore didn't blink, nor did he turn his head to look at Harry, he didn't move.
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