Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

After a while, Hector stood up after recovering from his shock. Dumbledore immediately responded. He quickly stood up and looked at Hector with fear and trepidation.

Hector still had a sullen face, but he took out a chocolate from Dumbledore's treasure jar and put it in his mouth. Seeing this, Dumbledore's face finally showed some color. The cold words"Professor Dumbledore" just now made him desperate and unable to breathe.

"Grandpa Albus, if I can still call you that,"

Hector looked into Albus's apologetic blue eyes.

"I know this matter makes you nervous, but can you take other approaches? It would be best if it is more gentle." Dumbledore nodded hurriedly and expressed his opinion.

"It's all my fault," Dumbledore lowered his head.

"Merlin's beard, Hector, I was too anxious and lost my sense of propriety. But don't worry, I will find a way to make it up to you."

Dumbledore raised his head and saw that Hector's face looked a little better. He asked tentatively,

"However, Hector, I have only one request, please don't tell Aberforth about this, okay?"Dumbledore really couldn't imagine how angry his brother would be if he knew about this.

Hector's face fell again. After all this time, what you care about is not me, but the relationship between you and your brother! If you want me not to blame you, you can, but if you want me not to tell Aberforth, sorry, this is another price.

"I can promise you, Grandpa Albus," Ector calculated and roughly knew what he needed to learn.

At present, Hector did not plan to learn so many evil spells.

What he had mastered now was enough.

The most important thing now should be the problem of mobility.

Hector now did not want to ride in the car in the wizarding world, did not want to use the floo powder, and could not ride a broom.

He could only learn the apparition as soon as possible, so that it would be more convenient to go out in the future.

"But I have a few more requests."

"I promise you, Hector. Although Dumbledore was eager to make amends, he still added cautiously,

"But the Unforgivable Curses won't work. No matter what, I won't allow you to touch them now."

"Who said I was going to learn the Unforgivable Curses? Just trust me a little bit, okay?"

Hector looked at Dumbledore, who was both restrained and excited. This was probably the night when he lost control the most in his life.

"That's good." Dumbledore muttered.

"I want to learn Apparition."

Dumbledore's eyes widened again, he looked at Hector, Hector stared back without showing any weakness. Dumbledore, who was in the wrong, could only withdraw his gaze.

But Apparition is indeed better than the Unforgivable Curse. Besides, Hector didn't need much time to learn the extremely difficult Occlumency, so I believe it won't be difficult for him to learn Apparition. Thinking of this, Dumbledore nodded, agreeing to Hector's request.

"I hope I can learn to Apparate before my second year."

Very good, the last loophole that Dumbledore wanted to exploit was filled in time by Hector. He hummed and said faintly,

""Okay, okay, I promise you, Hector." Dumbledore compromised, and Hector received an unexpected reward after completing his task. Hector thought it was a perfect victory against the White Lord, but he didn't know what happened to his golden talent. He hoped that he would not lose his most important talent because of this temptation, which would be a loss.

Dumbledore cleverly led the topic back to the story told by Hector - of course Dumbledore didn't think it was a story, he thought it was a prophetic dream, Hector couldn't know about Sirius and Bella, and Dumbledore also knew the room where the story took place, which should be in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic.

So Dumbledore was eager to know all the information about Hector's dream, which was extremely important for him to completely eliminate Voldemort.

Since Legilimency didn't work, Dumbledore had to think of other ways. His eyes first fell on the empty Phoenix shelf - fortunately Fawkes was sent out by him tonight. , and then his eyes focused on the pool behind the shelf.

The Pensieve, Dumbledore's current mood can be described as more than just annoyance. How could he have forgotten that the Pensieve could also present the images in his memory? Dumbledore now began to doubt Aberforth again. Did Aberforth secretly exchange his brain with his own? Otherwise, according to his usual steady style of doing things, how could he use Legilimency, a spell that is quite harmful, on a child, especially his own good child? However, according to

Hector's thoughts, even if Dumbledore took out the Pensieve first, he could find excuses such as not knowing how to extract it, or suddenly becoming as smart as a troll but just couldn't learn it, so that the Pensieve would not work.

Hector was sure that Dumbledore would be defeated. Anyway, as long as Dumbledore wanted to know the detailed content of the dream, he had to use Legilimency. Hector had enough confidence in his dream. Dumbledore's great pattern of sacrificing his own family to protect the whole, Hector was not worried that he would not take the bait.

""Hector, this is the Pensieve."

Dumbledore pointed to the wide, flat, hollow basin inlaid with gems and made of stone or metal.

Hector looked over and saw that the Pensieve was filled with not clear water, but a turbid, unknown liquid with light waves.

A circle of strange and magical words was engraved on the edge of the basin - that should be runes, Hector thought.

Dumbledore put his wand against his temple, and a silver thread was quickly pulled out of his brain by the wand.

He used the wand to pull the silver thread and slowly put the silver thread into the Pensieve.

The turbid water surface of the Pensieve slowly emerged with a picture.

Hector looked into the basin.

At this moment, he was like a bystander, reviewing the memory of Dumbledore using Legilimency on him from a God's perspective.

"It is a magical alchemical product. It can store people's memories and also allow others to see your memories. I often use it to store things that my brain can't hold - you know, I have experienced too many things, and my brain is almost full."

"Grandpa Albus, why don't you use this method first?"

Dumbledore lowered his head all of a sudden. He didn't know how to answer this question. Seeing Dumbledore's expression, Hector didn't continue to dwell on this question.

"Grandpa Albus, what should I do?"

Dumbledore looked up and said to Hector,

"It's very simple, Hector, you just have to try your best to recall the dream, then use the magic wand to draw out this memory and put it in the basin."

Hector took out his magic wand and put it against his temple. He closed his eyes and felt the power seeping out of the magic wand. Hector directed this power to pass through the defense line smoothly and gently picked up the fragment of memory. A silver light seeped out from Hector's temple, and the magic wand pulled it and slowly fell into the meditation basin.

Dumbledore was very pleased to see that things went so smoothly, but this also increased his annoyance to a greater extent. He felt more and more regretful and guilty for his irrational behavior just now. Dumbledore felt that he had to adjust his mentality and he needed to find someone to talk to.

But the matter of finding someone to talk to had to be put off for a while. Now, Dumbledore needed to understand this matter in great detail.

Hector's memory was soon completely extracted. He put that memory in the meditation basin, and then looked at Dumbledore who was covering his head.

"Grandpa Albus, I think this should be all right, right? It's pretty simple."

Dumbledore put down his hands that were covering his head. He first looked at the Pensieve with rippling light waves, and then looked at Hector. Dumbledore said to Hector very seriously,

"Hector, I think you could sit down somewhere. This will take some time, and if you want, you can have some of the chocolate in the jar."

Hector could see the struggle on Dumbledore's face.

"But don't eat too much, just leave a little for me."

After saying that, Dumbledore put his head into the Pensieve, he couldn't wait to get this memory that he had obtained with so much trouble.