A certain Hogwarts rune professor
Chapter 139 2 Paragraph of Memory
Chapter 139 Two Memories
There was silence in the office.
The exquisite silverware placed on the corner of the table rotated, spewing out small puffs of smoke, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.
"Your testimony is very useful, Felix," said Dumbledore, staring thoughtfully at the diary with eyes under bushy silver brows. "He's even crazier than I thought."
"You mean Voldemort?"
"I prefer to call him Tom, Tom Riddle, which is his real name. He never shied away from this in school, and the professors would not call him 'Riddle', but affectionately called him Tom. ’” Dumbledore explained.
Felix pondered, it seemed that Voldemort had a better time at school than he had.
"Is it because he made more than one Horcrux?" Felix asked.
"That's right, Felix. This magic is even more evil than you can imagine. You can gain immortality by splitting your soul—"
"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm not interested in this." Felix interrupted him. "Do you have any other questions?"
Dumbledore blinked and showed a gratified smile: "Felix, you know the principle of restraint better than the young me... I do have one more question."
He crossed his hands on the table, "I want to know more about when the Horcrux was destroyed."
Felix had expected this, and it happened that he also wanted Dumbledore to know two things.So he turned and looked at the black cabinet behind him, "Why don't you see for yourself, Dumbledore?"
He turned around and saw Dumbledore's surprised eyes.
The old man said, "You mean, Pensieve? Many wizards shy away from this..." This was a totally unexpected reaction.
"That's right, I saw it when I was here last time, and the cabinet was unlocked." Felix explained, "As for taboo? I do taboo, but I personally think that since Voldemort is not dead, one day he will come back, And you are the person he fears the most."
Dumbledore shook his head, his old face was already covered with wrinkles: "Felix, I'm old." He waved his hand, the black cabinet door opened, and a shallow stone basin flew out smoothly, It landed on the table in front of the two of them.
Felix studied the Pensieve carefully, an ancient and rare magical creation.There are strange carvings on the mouth of the basin: there are all kinds of mysterious letters and symbols.
He can recognize some, but many more are in the blind spots of his knowledge.
Inside the Pensieve was a pool of silvery substance, a bit like bright silver, but it was flowing continuously. Felix pulled out his wand and touched it lightly with the tip of the wand, the silver light swirled softly.
Then he rested his wand on his forehead, and Dumbledore said softly, "Felix, I must thank you for your trust in me."
Felix showed a mischievous smile: "Oh, Principal Dumbledore, I will only show you the most critical memories, and I will hide some private things well-even if you put your nose on someone's face There will be no gains."
Dumbledore smiled broadly for the first time tonight.
A silvery filament was pulled out and added to the Pensieve, and Felix stirred it with his wand to melt the filament into the silvery light.
The two reached out their hands at the same time, and when their fingertips touched the silver light in the basin, they were pulled by a huge attraction, and they didn't resist, and fell into the Pensieve.
The first memory is very short—
An elf fell to the ground, and 'Felix' summoned Fiendfire's sword and pointed it at the diary.
Horcrux made a dying cry: "No, I can tell you the secret to defeat death—"
But 'Felix' didn't hesitate at all, he controlled the long sword and directly penetrated the Horcrux, and the sound stopped abruptly.
This memory ends here.
The figures of the two reappeared in the office, and Dumbledore's expression was very complicated, with an inexplicable sense of relief.
He looked at Felix: "I'm proud of your choice. During the war years, many famous wizards were easily bewitched by him, not to mention his secret of defeating death."
Dumbledore didn't even mention why Felix was able to master the Fiercefire Curse to such an extent.
At other times, he might have advised Felix not to get too deep, but right now, that was nothing compared to rejecting the Horcrux's temptation.
And that was the first thing Felix wanted to tell Dumbledore.
Next is the second memory——
In a pure white space, the magic power of ice blue and bronze intertwined into a huge vortex, tearing the crown continuously, and wisps of black air overflowed from the crown.
Dumbledore looked not far away with a strange expression. On the opposite side of 'Felix' was a beautiful and serious witch. Helena was holding her arm. They were talking about something, but Dumbledore didn't say anything. Can't hear, even the face is blurred.
"Is this what you call privacy?"
"We were discussing my magical path," Felix said briefly.
Dumbledore shut his mouth tightly, this kind of thing is the secret of a powerful wizard.He turned to look at the vortex in mid-air and let out a sound of admiration.
After a while, a vague face rushed out of the crown, and was immediately completely shattered by the whirlpool.
Dumbledore sighed with emotion, but he found that the two did not leave the memory. After a while, he heard the only sentence in the entire memory.
That's what Lady Rowena Ravenclaw said to Felix, "I'll reforge the diadem for your reward."
These words echoed non-stop in the empty white space.
Dumbledore looked at Felix speechlessly, and Felix was nodding in approval. The next second, the memory was over.
The air in the office was quiet, and no one spoke first.
After a while, Dumbledore said helplessly, "I understand what you mean. The crown is yours, and no one can take it away. If others have objections, I will also testify for you."
Felix showed a bright smile, "Thank you very much, Principal Dumbledore, I have been worried that some unscrupulous school trustees or the Minister of Magic will trouble me."
While speaking, Felix swiftly picked out his own memories with his wand, making them disappear completely.
Dumbledore suddenly felt a heartache, he waved his hand, "Take the crown away."
Felix bid farewell politely, turned and left.
Walking out of the office, he showed a satisfied smile, and all the expected goals were completed.
There are three main goals for him. One is how to intersperse the diary into his version of the story, and the other is how to dispel Dumbledore's possible doubts: what if Felix becomes interested in Horcruxes?Three is the attribution of the crown, and he does not want to make any concessions on the attribution.
So after he finished telling the story, he took advantage of the situation and threw out two memories, corresponding to the second and third goals respectively.Among them, the second goal is the most important.
The reason why he is so careful is because he knows that Dumbledore once had concerns about him, worried that he would go to the dark and become the next Dark Lord.
What's more frightening is that Dumbledore is over 100 years old, and he cannot bear the price of a wrong judgment.And what about Felix?Only 22 years old, far from his prime.
Judging from past events, Felix fully understands this concern.
So he can only spend a little more time to fight wits and courage with the old principal to dispel his doubts.
'I'm such a thoughtful person. '
Password to enter the group: Professor Mowen
(End of this chapter)
There was silence in the office.
The exquisite silverware placed on the corner of the table rotated, spewing out small puffs of smoke, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.
"Your testimony is very useful, Felix," said Dumbledore, staring thoughtfully at the diary with eyes under bushy silver brows. "He's even crazier than I thought."
"You mean Voldemort?"
"I prefer to call him Tom, Tom Riddle, which is his real name. He never shied away from this in school, and the professors would not call him 'Riddle', but affectionately called him Tom. ’” Dumbledore explained.
Felix pondered, it seemed that Voldemort had a better time at school than he had.
"Is it because he made more than one Horcrux?" Felix asked.
"That's right, Felix. This magic is even more evil than you can imagine. You can gain immortality by splitting your soul—"
"Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm not interested in this." Felix interrupted him. "Do you have any other questions?"
Dumbledore blinked and showed a gratified smile: "Felix, you know the principle of restraint better than the young me... I do have one more question."
He crossed his hands on the table, "I want to know more about when the Horcrux was destroyed."
Felix had expected this, and it happened that he also wanted Dumbledore to know two things.So he turned and looked at the black cabinet behind him, "Why don't you see for yourself, Dumbledore?"
He turned around and saw Dumbledore's surprised eyes.
The old man said, "You mean, Pensieve? Many wizards shy away from this..." This was a totally unexpected reaction.
"That's right, I saw it when I was here last time, and the cabinet was unlocked." Felix explained, "As for taboo? I do taboo, but I personally think that since Voldemort is not dead, one day he will come back, And you are the person he fears the most."
Dumbledore shook his head, his old face was already covered with wrinkles: "Felix, I'm old." He waved his hand, the black cabinet door opened, and a shallow stone basin flew out smoothly, It landed on the table in front of the two of them.
Felix studied the Pensieve carefully, an ancient and rare magical creation.There are strange carvings on the mouth of the basin: there are all kinds of mysterious letters and symbols.
He can recognize some, but many more are in the blind spots of his knowledge.
Inside the Pensieve was a pool of silvery substance, a bit like bright silver, but it was flowing continuously. Felix pulled out his wand and touched it lightly with the tip of the wand, the silver light swirled softly.
Then he rested his wand on his forehead, and Dumbledore said softly, "Felix, I must thank you for your trust in me."
Felix showed a mischievous smile: "Oh, Principal Dumbledore, I will only show you the most critical memories, and I will hide some private things well-even if you put your nose on someone's face There will be no gains."
Dumbledore smiled broadly for the first time tonight.
A silvery filament was pulled out and added to the Pensieve, and Felix stirred it with his wand to melt the filament into the silvery light.
The two reached out their hands at the same time, and when their fingertips touched the silver light in the basin, they were pulled by a huge attraction, and they didn't resist, and fell into the Pensieve.
The first memory is very short—
An elf fell to the ground, and 'Felix' summoned Fiendfire's sword and pointed it at the diary.
Horcrux made a dying cry: "No, I can tell you the secret to defeat death—"
But 'Felix' didn't hesitate at all, he controlled the long sword and directly penetrated the Horcrux, and the sound stopped abruptly.
This memory ends here.
The figures of the two reappeared in the office, and Dumbledore's expression was very complicated, with an inexplicable sense of relief.
He looked at Felix: "I'm proud of your choice. During the war years, many famous wizards were easily bewitched by him, not to mention his secret of defeating death."
Dumbledore didn't even mention why Felix was able to master the Fiercefire Curse to such an extent.
At other times, he might have advised Felix not to get too deep, but right now, that was nothing compared to rejecting the Horcrux's temptation.
And that was the first thing Felix wanted to tell Dumbledore.
Next is the second memory——
In a pure white space, the magic power of ice blue and bronze intertwined into a huge vortex, tearing the crown continuously, and wisps of black air overflowed from the crown.
Dumbledore looked not far away with a strange expression. On the opposite side of 'Felix' was a beautiful and serious witch. Helena was holding her arm. They were talking about something, but Dumbledore didn't say anything. Can't hear, even the face is blurred.
"Is this what you call privacy?"
"We were discussing my magical path," Felix said briefly.
Dumbledore shut his mouth tightly, this kind of thing is the secret of a powerful wizard.He turned to look at the vortex in mid-air and let out a sound of admiration.
After a while, a vague face rushed out of the crown, and was immediately completely shattered by the whirlpool.
Dumbledore sighed with emotion, but he found that the two did not leave the memory. After a while, he heard the only sentence in the entire memory.
That's what Lady Rowena Ravenclaw said to Felix, "I'll reforge the diadem for your reward."
These words echoed non-stop in the empty white space.
Dumbledore looked at Felix speechlessly, and Felix was nodding in approval. The next second, the memory was over.
The air in the office was quiet, and no one spoke first.
After a while, Dumbledore said helplessly, "I understand what you mean. The crown is yours, and no one can take it away. If others have objections, I will also testify for you."
Felix showed a bright smile, "Thank you very much, Principal Dumbledore, I have been worried that some unscrupulous school trustees or the Minister of Magic will trouble me."
While speaking, Felix swiftly picked out his own memories with his wand, making them disappear completely.
Dumbledore suddenly felt a heartache, he waved his hand, "Take the crown away."
Felix bid farewell politely, turned and left.
Walking out of the office, he showed a satisfied smile, and all the expected goals were completed.
There are three main goals for him. One is how to intersperse the diary into his version of the story, and the other is how to dispel Dumbledore's possible doubts: what if Felix becomes interested in Horcruxes?Three is the attribution of the crown, and he does not want to make any concessions on the attribution.
So after he finished telling the story, he took advantage of the situation and threw out two memories, corresponding to the second and third goals respectively.Among them, the second goal is the most important.
The reason why he is so careful is because he knows that Dumbledore once had concerns about him, worried that he would go to the dark and become the next Dark Lord.
What's more frightening is that Dumbledore is over 100 years old, and he cannot bear the price of a wrong judgment.And what about Felix?Only 22 years old, far from his prime.
Judging from past events, Felix fully understands this concern.
So he can only spend a little more time to fight wits and courage with the old principal to dispel his doubts.
'I'm such a thoughtful person. '
Password to enter the group: Professor Mowen
(End of this chapter)
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