The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

After seeing the glass bottle that Astoria took out, Jon Hart's face changed slightly.

Stretching out his right hand, he took it very carefully, and then pointed it at the direction of the light at the window; the silver-white substance that was rotating inside was clearly visible.

"Unbelievable..." He whispered, shaking his head involuntarily.

"What's in it?" Astoria Greengrass approached Jon's position and asked curiously.

"Memory." Jon's face became serious, and he said in a low voice.

"Memory?" Astoria blinked, looking startled.

"To be precise... it should be a memory belonging to your mother..." Jon nodded, his voice more serious.

"Mother's memory...she...why..." Astoria stammered, "I don't understand..."

"I don't know either...but I think we'll find out later," Jon said, standing up.

...

Jon Hart walked around the table, passed by Astoria, and walked towards the cupboard in the principal's office... Astoria sat on the chair, she stretched her neck, and looked curiously at the Jon fetching from the cupboard by the door.

Half a minute later, Jon Hart straightened up again and returned to the office; he was holding a shallow stone basin that was somewhat unfamiliar to Astoria in his hand, and there were many strange marks etched on the edge of the stone basin. With a little silver light--

Those marks are all rune letters and symbols. She has learned many of them in the "Ancient Rune Lesson", but she can't understand them at all when they are connected together; the silver light is emitted by the things in the basin Yes, it was the same as the one in the glass bottle that her mother gave her. Astoria had never touched this kind of thing before.

They look like a bright white cotton wool, but they are constantly moving, like the surface of water rippling in the breeze, and like clouds spreading out and spinning softly...

"What's this?" she asked quietly.

"The Pensieve!" Jon replied: "A very useful magic prop, it can read the thoughts and memories in a person's mind... and what it contains is memories."

Astoria nodded thoughtfully, and the expression on her face gradually became serious.

"You look worried, Jon?" she asked softly, looking up.

There was indeed some worry in Jon Hart's eyes.

But he quickly drove away the negative emotions from his face, then smiled, and extended a hand to Astoria: "It's okay, let's go?"

"Where are you going..."

"Go back to your mother's mental journey."

While speaking, Jon took out his wand from his robe, and then pointed lightly at the silver-white substances in the basin; those flocs began to fly into the air little by little, and then under Jon's command, they flew out accurately In an empty glass jar on the table.

Then, he picked up the glass bottle that Astoria had just brought him...the bottle was so tightly corked that he didn't even get the stopper out on the first try...

After pouring the silvery substance from the bottle into the Pensieve, they began to spin and glow faintly; the substance now appeared to be neither liquid nor gas.

Spinning faster and faster...

"I'll follow you," Jon pointed into the basin.

"What... what should I do?" Astoria was at a loss.

"It's very simple, just bend down—"

Under Jon's instructions, Astoria slowly bent down... Soon, almost her entire face was immersed in those silver substances...

The silver object became transparent and looked like glass. She looked in hard, expecting to see the bottom of the stone basin—but she didn't.

For a split second, she felt her feet leave the office floor; falling, falling, through a swirling darkness... but instead of feeling Jon's hand still holding hers, she might Scream.

...

Falling...falling...and falling.

When Astoria was able to stand still, she found herself in a somewhat strange room.

The light in the room was dim, and it looked a bit eerie. There seemed to be no windows in all directions, only the torches inserted in the wall brackets, emitting a faint light...

"Don't be afraid!" A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

At some point, Jon appeared behind her.

Astoria breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded.

When they gradually got used to the light in the room, Astoria found an eleven or twelve-year-old girl sitting on the sofa in the center of the cabin...

A very familiar face... blonde hair, slender eyelashes, and a pair of cute dimples...

"Is this me?" Astoria asked softly, "But... I don't remember at all..."

Jon shook his head solemnly, he didn't focus on the little girl like Astoria did, but looked around.

This room is not without windows... but where the windows should have been, they were all nailed to death with wooden boards; including a wooden door that was supposed to be connected to the outside world, and a big black lock appeared on it... Simple Speaking of it, it looks like a prison here.

The only connection to the outside world is the ceiling, where there is a circular trapdoor with a bronze plaque on the door.

The little girl who looked a lot like Astoria was holding a letter...

The envelope was made of thick parchment, on which the coat of arms and the capital "H" could be vaguely seen... There is no doubt that this is the letter that every freshman at Hogwarts must receive.

The little girl looked dull-eyed, a little surprised, even a little unbelievable.

From behind the circular trapdoor in the ceiling came a sudden "boom," "boom," "boom."

The girl quickly put the letter into her pocket, and then rushed over.

"Diana..." On the other side of the ceiling, there was also a girl's voice, her age was even younger; the other party seemed to be lowering her voice, afraid of being discovered:

"I heard from Emily that you received a letter from Hogwarts... that's great!"

"Yes!" The young Diana Greengrass had an innocent and bright smile on her face: "That's great...you will definitely receive it in the future, Alice!"