MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v3 Chapter 10 Tom's memory
Missing for two days, I did nothing but play. I'm very honest about this, and I won't cover it up. In the last few days, the D3 event has doubled the box, so I've been working diligently. I did a day of activities today, from 7:30 in the morning to 8:30 in the evening. During this period, I encountered urban management officers, unemployed homeless people, mean aunts, fools, drunken troublemakers, etc., and I gained a lot.
Then, I deleted the two posts in the book review area. It's not that I can't tolerate others speaking ill of me. It's just that some readers have said it, which has a great impact and is very annoying.
I am too lazy to care about the purpose of the person who posted them, and I am too lazy to care if I delete their posts or not, I will be accused of guilty conscience. For someone who has been on the post for so long, it is very easy to delete the melon seeds. Anyway, it is not to be scolded Once or twice, it means that the pressure resistance ability is almost the same, not to mention MAX.
It's not that I haven't seen it before, but I think it's useless to say it now, and I have already replied at the beginning of the previous update, explaining it and giving suggestions for delisting. It is estimated that if you follow what I said, or according to your intentions, you should also be taken off the shelves at this time. You can't see what I said at this time, and it feels like nonsense again.
In short, I deleted it because it obstructed the appearance of the city. It is said that I was deducted 50 yuan for this reason today. The city management did a good job.
I will not deduct your money, and I will be thanked.
Finally, if you feel that you want to be with Liang... Guazi said, Liang... Guazi doesn't mind to accompany him to the end (Liang Chen Style)
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The two unlucky roommates must have experimented first. He picked one at random and opened the cork. Asker tilted his wrist slightly, and then used his wand to guide the memory thread down to the Pensieve.
This lump of memory is like a piece of bright silver, constantly flowing, like water ripples in the breeze, and like a cloud that spreads and swirls softly, like a light that turns into a liquid, and like a condensed Solid wind.
"quite pretty."
Asker praised that he had an idea. If the memory is extracted and placed in a specific container, the effect must be very beautiful.
The wand stretched into the Pensieve and stirred it gently. After the mouth of the basin and the strange symbols and words all over the body flashed one by one and reached the brightest point, the flow of memory that was swirling like a vortex gradually slowed down, and the silver surface looked like a side. The mirror, gradually clear, reflected Asker's face. And if you look closely, you can vaguely see some vague other scenes under this surface.
Asker subconsciously got closer. After concentrating his attention, the blurry things gradually became clear. It seemed to be a big room. Asker's perspective was like a vertical view hanging upside down from the ceiling. What he could see was two The head, only the top of the head, one of them should be the owner of the memory, as for the other Asker, he couldn't recognize it.
According to international practice, such a thing cannot be experienced in person, so Asker took out the test items that had been prepared for a long time, that is, some small animals such as kittens, puppies and mice. Tie them up with ropes, and Ask threw them in one by one to test them, like fishing, then pulled them back up after a while, and checked the results.
It should be said that the result is very good, there is no problem, then further tests can be carried out.
Like washing his face, leaning down, Ask dipped his face into the Pensieve, and he could feel an obvious pulling force, as if pulling him into the basin. Without resistance, Asker disappeared from this room as if he had been swallowed by a Pensieve, and when he escaped from the dark chaos, he had already appeared in the room he had observed before.
The memory that Asker extracted seems to be the scene where this unfortunate child was called to the study by his father before school started. The man confessed unilaterally. From abiding by etiquette and studying hard to building good relationships and forming gangs, it was as if he wanted to finish what he had to do in the next seven years in one breath this afternoon.
"Okay, go back and pack your bags, don't bring those playful things to school."
A word of command over concern ended the scene, but, thinking about the pile of toys that he took out of his suitcase on the first night of school, Ask didn't know what to say.
Justice is a foot tall, and evil is ten feet tall?
Anyway, it's just a test. Asker is not interested in such boring memories, nor is he interested in the past and present life of that playful roommate.
When the time is up, Asker exits the scene, the process is like a vacuum cleaner sucking garbage, of course, I'm not saying that Asker is garbage, but here... In short, after cleaning the Pensieve, Asker poured the second A memory, this time is still tested with various small animals, and then Asker plunged into the Pensieve without hesitation.
This time, Asker was too lazy to look at it. It was probably just children fighting, and then both parents were called to come over, and finally it became a fight between the two families.
"It's really boring."
Asked almost fell asleep looking at it. If they beat the head and blood, you will die. Maybe that scene is worth watching, but it's not raining if it's only thunder, but he doesn't want to spit in that person's face. Quarrel of phlegm, that kind of thing will make you sleepy.
Leaning against the wall in a daze, Asker ended this time with a yawn. After returning to reality, he almost wanted to find a bed to sleep and talk about other things. Still, the quest for an answer kept him motivated and poured the memory of the last experiment into the Pensieve.
In fact, with these two experiments, Ask has been able to confirm that there is nothing wrong with his method, and the memory fragments he intercepted are all recent, within three months. If you use it on yourself, you can theoretically find the answer as long as you intercept all the things around that unfortunate time and put it in the Pensieve.
The reason why it is said to be theoretical is nothing more than something like a house of responsiveness. How should I put it, it also has a limit, and it is not really responsive.
There is something like being able to respond to your needs, just like God is omnipotent. You can listen to it and play, but it's better to take a break.
Is God omnipotent?
Could the omnipotent God create a stone that you cannot lift yourself?
If you can build it but can’t lift it, then you are not omnipotent; if you can build it and lift it up, it means that the stone you built does not meet the requirements; if you can’t build it, you really Is the omnipotent God?
Likewise, the House of Requirement can't provide what it can't.
So this Pensieve, huh, can only give the answer in theory.
Tom Riddle had a lot more memory groups than the other two, and theirs came in test-tube-shaped bottles, while Tom's came in crucible-sized buckets.
After comparing the size, Asker felt that if he poured all his memories into it at one time, the Pensieve would never fit. It was just a test anyway, and the highlight was his own memory, so Asker finally took a piece of memory and put it into the Pensieve.
"Tom? Someone came to see you. This is Mr. Dumbleton—sorry, it's Mr. Dumbleton. He came to tell you—well, let him tell you himself."
It's an empty, unadorned hut, just an old wardrobe and an iron bed, a boy sitting on a grey blanket with his long legs stretched out in front and reading a book in his hand .
This is Tom Riddle, the future Dark Lord, at this moment only an orphan in a discriminated orphanage.
I don't know if it's a genetic problem~www.novelbuddy.com~ For an eleven-year-old child, Tom is tall, with black hair and a pale complexion. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Dumbledore, who was standing opposite him. His clothes were a bit strange compared to the Muggle aesthetic.
Asker sat on the bed next to Tom, propped up the bed with both hands, leaned back slightly, and looked up at the room. He was just a little surprised at the appearance of Dumbledore, because Dumbledore's presence here is really interesting, after all, this is just a Muggle orphanage.
"Hello, Tom." Dumbledore said, stepping forward and extending his hand.
The boy hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook it. Dumbledore pulled a stiff wooden chair beside Riddle so that the two of them looked like a hospital patient and a visitor.
This was a very meaningful handshake, and Dumbledore was not a visitor. At least, at this moment, what he was thinking of was to introduce the child in front of him into the magical world, and that was where he should stay.
After many years, he may blame himself, he may be angry, it can be said that there is one emotion he will never have——
regret.
I don't regret taking you into the wizarding world, I don't regret teaching you, because that's what you deserve, you belong there; that's what I should do, because I'm Dumbledore, I'm the teacher, I'm a Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts... this is what I'm supposed to do.
I, Dumbledore, have no regrets.
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