Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 259 Borrowing the Pensieve

Old Dumbledore used his magic wand to pick out the silver threads from the meditation basin one by one and put them into a small bottle, just like picking up noodles.

This seemingly simple operation is more attractive to Sainz than creating a fireball to blow up a street. He feels that this is the magic that is truly close to the "essence of magic."

It truly blurs the line between reality and fantasy. In the wizards' cognition, things - such as running water - can be put in bottles, so memories similar to running water and smoke can of course also be put in bottles. Therefore, there are memories that can be put in bottles by ordinary small medicines.

At first glance it makes perfect sense!

If you think about it carefully, it’s not reasonable at all!

What exactly is the carrier of memory? How can it be fished out without even mixing with other memories? !

However, the reality is that memories can indeed be scooped up and put into a bottle like noodles. Whether you admit it or not, it really exists!

This is magic!

This is a miracle!

This is the magic that Sainz strives for and what he is fascinated by!

The meditation bowl in which the memory fish was emptied became very pure. The silvery-white substance filled in the shallow bowl no longer moved, as if it was a bowl of water that had been left still for a long time without any ripples.

"Professor, is this Pensieve your personal property or does it belong to Hogwarts?"

"Although I would like to say that this is mine, it really does not belong to anyone. Don't even think about taking it!"

"Really? What a pity! How did it come about?"

"It is indeed an interesting legend."

“Can I know?

Of course, if it involves something secretive, I won’t force you, professor.”

"You know, Saenz, you have a quality that most people don't have, which is that you never force certain secrets, but the origin of the Pensieve is not a secret."

"All ears!"

“All ears…interesting statement.

It is said that this Pensieve can be traced back to the beginning of the school. At that time, the four great wizards were worried about the location of Hogwarts. Unexpectedly, they found the Pensieve half-buried in the soil in the wilderness of what is now Hogwarts. "

"So they settled here?"

"Yes, they think this might be a lucky place."

"That may not be unreasonable. I've seen several crises at Hogwarts in history, but the school was never harmed. Maybe there really is some luck involved."

"I prefer to believe that it is the result of the unity of teachers and students."

"I totally agree with this, Professor!

So, Professor, can I borrow it now?"

"In principle, it is not allowed to leave the principal's office..."

"But you are the principal, right? You have the final say!"

"Yes, the principal does have some willful rights. You can take it away, but you are absolutely not allowed to appear outside the school."

Sainz complained in his heart, "I think you are afraid that if you don't allow me to take you away, I will come here every day to harass you." Of course, you can't say it out loud even if you think so in your heart. "You can rest assured about this. I have no interest in wandering outside the school at all."

"Okay, you've achieved your goal. Can you please let me be quiet for a while now?"

"Okay, professor, goodbye, professor! ... Fox, about the feathers... Hey... Hey? Don't go!"

Fox is definitely just shy, he definitely doesn't hate himself!

Back in the spell study room, Sainz looked closely at the Pensieve.

It was a shallow stone basin, not made of anything particularly fancy, but very ornately carved, with runes and symbols carved around its edges.

"Conte, I need you to do me a favor."

"Sir, Conte is at your service at all times."

"I just borrowed a Pensieve from Dumbledore. This is my first time using it and I don't know what will happen. I'll need you to assist me later.

When I use it, I need to concentrate on the basin. If I don't look up for more than half an hour, I need you to pull me out."

In order to prevent his unconscious counterattack from hurting Conte, he deliberately conjured up a strong rope and tied it around his waist, with the other end extending far outside the door of the spell research room. When necessary, Conte could pull the rope from a distance without the need for close contact.

"By the way, we need a winch here!"

He then conjured up a winch and wrapped the rope around it. With his current physical condition, even if Conte broke his arm, he would not be able to move him at all.

When everything was ready, Sainz used the most peaceful applewood wand to pull out a silver thread from his temple.

The techniques of Occlumency and Legilimency were acquired by Lockhart last school year, and more than a year was enough time for him to become a master.

The result was as he expected. Occlumency trained the orderliness of thinking ability so that memories could exist in an orderly manner. Legilimency trained people to read memories, or even read memories selectively and systematically.

When these two techniques are mastered to a certain stage, it becomes simple and easy to read one's own memory in an organized manner, and memory extraction is mastered naturally.

However, even if one masters this technology, it is useless without a meditation bowl that can restore memories.

Of course, the Pensieve is not the only way to restore memories, and memory restoration itself is a kind of magic. It’s just that the Pensieve is the easiest to obtain that Sainz has access to and knows everything about.

There is more to the wizarding world than just Hogwarts, and there is more to the wizarding school than just Hogwarts, but for Sainz, the best way to master knowledge is Hogwarts.

And there is evidence that Hogwarts is not a second-rate institution, but has the ability to train the world's top wizards.

Just like riding bicycles, you only need to choose one that can help you win the championship, and there is no need to ride all the bicycles.

Perhaps there are indeed eye-catching designs in some unknown corners, but for drivers who are committed to winning the championship, it is a joy to have them, but it doesn’t matter if there are none.

Other schools or schools may have their own ways of reproducing memories, but Sainz does not force it. It is enough to have one similar thing.

He stirred the silver thread at the tip of his wand into the silvery-white substance in the basin, like a drop of ink dropped into clear water, shaking and spreading.

Looking back at Conti, she was standing beside the capstan, holding the capstan wheel tightly with both hands, her eyes fixed on the mechanical watch beside her.

Giving Conte an affirmative look, Sainz opened his eyes wide and put his face close to the "water surface" of the stone plate.

There was no such cool feeling as I had imagined from touching the water. It was just like my whole body seemed to have fallen into a shallow basin of water.

The next moment he reached a high altitude and began to descend rapidly.

It feels good, and there is no sense of loss of control as if falling from a great height.

He thought he could control the speed of his descent, and sure enough, the ground that was rushing towards him suddenly stopped. He adjusted his posture, raised his head and lowered his feet, and descended lightly like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

Below is a small village that is not particularly wealthy.

That was his hometown in his previous life!