The Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

Dumbledore motioned for Rey to say what he wanted to tell.

But now Rey didn't know where to start for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Rey said: "Professor, my memory has not been modified, I want you to see what I have experienced."

"With a Pensieve?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yeah." Rey nodded.

After confirming, Dumbledore casually waved out the Pensieve in the cabinet.

The Pensieve was a dark green disc with sparkling water in the disc, and it flew smoothly in front of Rey.

In such a thin disk, the water inside seems to be bottomless, as if it has an inexplicable attraction to people.

Seeing the Pensieve nearby, Rey was stunned for a moment: "Well, Professor, what should I do?"

In the movie, you can put tears in the Pensieve, or you can use a wand to copy your own memory and throw it into it.

It's so simple, it seems like a logical thing to do.

However, people are like this, and they often find out that everything seems simple, but it is not as easy as they think.

For example, now, using a wand to copy the memory, Rey has no idea how to do it. Simply point to the head, and the memory is copied?

This seems impossible. Rey took out his wand but didn't know what to do with it.

Copying memories is also magic. I didn't understand it at all, how can I use it?

Well, aside from the magic of memory duplication, tears can also be used. In the past-life memory movie, Snape begged Harry to put his tears into the Pensieve, so that he could be cleared of his innocence.

Tears, tears!

Rey is not a woman made of water, let alone an actor. He couldn't do such a seemingly easy thing to cry if he wanted to.

Dumbledore didn't embarrass Rey for a long time, he took out his wand and showed Rey: "You can use the wand to get close to your brain, and then think of a certain memory that flows through your skin like water and flows to your own. in the wand."

The filaments of memory were reproduced from Dumbledore's mind, gleaming together on the wand.

Rey took out his wand and approached his temple, thinking back to the night he was attacked by Doric in the Forbidden Forest.

Thinking about this memory flowing out of his mind like water, it converged on the tip of the wand to become the crystal filament of memory.

The process is very simple and not difficult to do. Rey placed the wand in front of him, but miraculously, he did not find the existence of the memory crystal, and the tip of the wand was empty.

This situation surprised Rey, he immediately took the wand and repeated the process of copying the memory.

However, the crystal filament of memory also did not appear.

When Rey wanted to try again, Dumbledore comfortably motioned Rey to put down the wand in his hand, and said clearly: "Can't it be reproduced?"

"You know, Professor!"

Rey was a little surprised, and then seemed to understand something. So he immediately defended: "Professor, my memory has not been modified."

"Well, I believe, child. Even if the modified memory is copied, it will only dissipate in the Pensieve. Now, of course, you are not in this situation." Dumbledore comforted Rey, who was slightly excited.

"You believe me, Professor." Rey asked back, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to believe in himself just because of one sentence.

"Of course, kid, you can rest assured. But, having said that, have you ever thought about why you failed to cast magic?"

Every time Dumbledore talks, it can always ease Rey's emotions and bring up his interest.

Rey had already noticed the failure to cast the magic. In a fight with Marcus Flint,

Ray found the problem.

The subsequent verification of the little magic, and the failure of the memory copying magic so far, undoubtedly speaks of a problem. Failing to cast his own magic was no accident, and Dumbledore seemed to know why.

"You know the reason? Professor!" Rey asked eagerly.

Dumbledore is erudite, if you find one of the most powerful wizards in today's wizarding world, it must be Dumbledore.

Magic is too important for a wizard, like a wizard's second life, and a wizard who loses magic will no longer be a wizard.

Now that Dumbledore throws this question, Rey naturally seems to have caught a life-saving straw.

"Everyone has different reasons for this, and it all depends on your experience of mutation."

Seeing that Rey didn't speak, Dumbledore spoke.

Dumbledore's character, Rey, naturally believed it.

Now that the Pensieve can't be used, it can only be dictated by oneself.

Rey begins with Carbopol Dorek's bizarre first lesson.

He made it very clear that he did not add his own subjective judgment, but only unilaterally told what happened.

The matter finally came to the appearance of the black unicorn, Rey paused, looked at Dumbledore who was not at all urging, and finally made up his mind and said: "Professor, I ride the black unicorn and go back to a thousand years ago. ."

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Thousands of years ago, this was an experience that surprised Dumbledore.

Dumbledore listens to Rey's magical journey in the headmaster's room. Outside the gates of Hogwarts, Cabo Dorek bid farewell to Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

Cabo Doric is Fudge's favorite wizard, Oro. He had accepted Dumbledore's invitation to become a professor, for which Fudge had repeatedly kept him.

Although he is now a professor at Hogwarts, it is not impossible for him to return to the Ministry of Magic and continue to be Auror. This time Carbopol Doric needed help, and the Minister Fudge came to deal with it personally.

Hogwarts is Dumbledore's sphere of influence, and the Ministry of Magic has always wanted to get its hands on this place, but was eventually excluded by Dumbledore on the grounds that there was no need for politics in the school. Even if he wanted to arrange for Oro to come in, he needed Dumbledore's approval.

This time it was a chance, so he kept the two Oros he brought with him. It is hoped that with Doric as the head, the Oros leading the Ministry of Magic can solve the vampire incident as soon as possible, so that other people at Hogwarts will no longer be disgusted with the direct intervention of the Ministry of Magic.

Cornelius Fudge instructed Carbopol Dorek to return to the Ministry of Magic to assist him after the matter was resolved.

After seeing off Cornelius Fudge, Carbopol Dorek turned around and said with a smile, "Dorsey, Turner, it's been a long time since we've seen each other."

"It's been less than a year! Ever since Dave and the others were attacked by bloody vampires, I always feel like time has gone by too slowly."

Oro, Dorsey, was a young man in his early twenties. He must have only joined the ranks of Oro a few years ago.

Turner was older, unkempt and slightly fatter, not too different in age from Carboplatin Doric. It must be Carboo Doric's comrade-in-arms.

It was Turner who answered Doric, and as he spoke he took a jug from his arms and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. The wine slipped down with the beard, which means drinking wine to drown your sorrows.

Dorsey clenched his fists with clenched hands, and his face was full of anger. Presumably, among the people who died under the siege of vampires, there were also his relatives or friends.

"Why didn't Neo come together?" Carbopol Dorek sighed and then asked.

"He is still studying the matter you mentioned in your last letter, mixing dragon blood with human blood to suppress vampire venom."

"Does it work?"

Turner shook his head: "No big progress, but the older the dragon's blood, the more it can delay the vampire's venom."

"How long is this time?"

"A moment, to a second, but definitely not more than a second."

"yes?"

Capa Doric asked himself in disappointment, then paused and then raised his head and said, "Come with me and let you see what I found."