Felix nodded slightly. He knew that Dumbledore had a wide circle of friends all over the world. If the number of admirers was added, ten Lockharts would not be his opponent.
Sometimes he couldn't help wondering if Dumbledore seemed so busy because he was hiding in his office writing letters to pen pals all over the world...
Ahem! You can't think like that. The headmaster should be doing serious work, such as analyzing Tom Riddle's childhood life. He can also write a paper like "The Influence of Childhood Growth Environment on the Key Life Choices of Wizards When They Grow Up: A Brief Analysis of One, Two, Three Points".
Felix took out the stone basin from the ring, and the two entered the inner space. It was a white world with fog all around.
Dumbledore looked around with interest. He sighed and said, "You are the only one in the world who has this ability. Judging from the magic traces left behind, it is very exquisite. Yes...exquisite."
Felix asked, "Can't others do it?" He didn't feel anything. He thought of it and made it. Moreover, he thought it was a defective product and was not as good as the original Pensieve at that time, so he never cared about it.
It was only later that its uses were gradually developed.
Dumbledore said, "Let me tell you what I can see, ancient magic runes, alchemy, the Firming Charm, the Traceless Extension Charm, Transfiguration, memory magic... Very special, I seem to see a stable magic node..."
He stretched out his hand, pointed his slender fingers in the air, and the surrounding clouds and mist immediately surged.
"What is this?" he asked curiously.
"Memory nodes, which are also the magic nodes here." Felix said briefly.
Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It seems that you have made improvements, and the function of the Pensieve is getting further and further away, but it is closer to the Room of Requirement."
His eyes swept around sharply, making Felix feel a little tingling, and his skin was covered with goose bumps as if he was stressed.
The headmaster's vision is very sharp.
Although the Mindstone Basin looks very similar to the Pensieve, its principle is closer to the Room of Requirement - the Traceless Extension Charm is cast to expand the space to the size of five or six basketball courts, and the interior is filled with various blank memory fragments, which are sealed with magic runes and not leaked. He also used memory nodes to build a more stable structure.
The advantage of this is that real people and false illusions can interact, and as the owner of the stone basin, Felix can use the ubiquitous memory energy to show his ability in the mind cabin.
Felix took a few steps, and the clouds and mist rolled, opening a road. An ancient pyramid appeared in front of the two. He smiled and invited, "Principal, this is a level adapted from my real experience during the summer vacation, uh, real experience... Do you want to try it?"
Dumbledore turned his eyes away from the memory nodes and carefully looked at the pyramid in the clouds. He knew that all this was false, and it might just be the embodiment of a memory, but it looked quite real.
Could it be that Felix really mastered the principle of the Room of Requirement? He became interested and walked towards the open golden door. He could see that the interior of the pyramid was pitch black. A beam of light was projected from somewhere, shining into the seven or eight feet inside the door, but it seemed that the deeper place was even darker.
The two walked into the pyramid, and the next second, Felix's figure suddenly disappeared, and the door suddenly closed.
Dumbledore looked at the eerie tomb of the pharaoh with its own sad music, and murmured, "I am just an old man..." He drew out his wand, chopped down his arm, and the magic wave made the whole pyramid tremble.
If it had legs, it would probably run away.
Felix's sigh echoed around: "Principal, this is just a toy I made for the members of the Magic Club. I just thought of using it to train warriors. It can't withstand a spell from your full strength..."
Dumbledore's eyes seemed to see the top of the pyramid, where Felix was sitting lazily, waiting for him there.
Dumbledore smiled slightly, put away his wand, and climbed up the stairs along the only road. All kinds of strange creatures appeared in front of him, but they were blocked by the vines, chains and tough barriers that suddenly appeared. A few minutes later, he pushed open a door, and Felix was sitting outside the door, looking at the sea of clouds.
"Albus, what do you think?"
Dumbledore said amusingly, "I have to praise your imagination, Felix. There are traces of giant spiders and pythons, but what about those clacking, deforming cars? Was it inspired by Arthur's car? But as far as I know, it's doing well in the Forbidden Forest and hasn't developed any strange abilities.
There are also monsters with insect exoskeletons and acid spitting..."
Felix said casually, "Some are made up, and some are borrowed from movies." His two legs were hanging outside, shaking constantly.
"It's amazing, but I haven't studied it in depth." Dumbledore said. He thought about it carefully and commented, "Our ideas are actually similar. Your... weird creatures are good for training students' adaptability, but it can be seen that you didn't spend too much time on them and have little connection with reality."
Felix also admitted this, "The more you understand, the more real your memory will be. This is the disadvantage of constructing virtual memory. I can't do anything about it. Instead of making a weird creature that makes students misunderstand, it is better to make it fake and clear at a glance."
If he plans to construct a sphinx, he must have a very good understanding of the habits of this magical animal. Otherwise, if he makes random changes based on his own assumptions, the students will believe it and make a fatal mistake if they encounter a real sphinx in the wild.
Dumbledore nodded slightly and agreed with his point of view. Every time he communicates with Felix about magic, he will gain something new. He thought along this line of thought and quickly thought of a perfect method. He thought of a person who would definitely be able to vividly reproduce magical creatures one by one -
the most outstanding magical animal protection expert in the world, Newt Scamander.
The only doubt was whether it was necessary. Dumbledore secretly noted this idea and decided to observe it again.
"I also found a problem. It may not be a problem, but it is worth noting." Dumbledore said, "The protection methods of this place are somewhat simple. As long as you have a certain understanding of memory magic, you can borrow the power here."
He waved his hand, and the pyramid under the feet of the two collapsed in an instant. They stood in a square very abruptly. Felix just saw the stained glass on a dilapidated chapel. The next second, the scene turned into an empty highland. The scene blurred again, and they stood in front of the window sill of Hogwarts Castle.
Dumbledore said softly, "I am not as good as you in terms of memory magic, but I can still visualize these scenes. Also, I just infiltrated my will, making the surrounding environment mistakenly believe that I had 'cast the spell successfully', and they became what I wanted..."
Felix shrugged, "You make a lot of sense. There are indeed many loopholes. I was just too lazy to fix it before. After all," he showed a dangerous smile and kept twisting his fingers, "If any student in the club dares to take advantage of it, I will let him experience a twenty-minute free fall..."
Dumbledore was speechless.
...
They came out of the stone basin. Dumbledore still had to prepare for a while to extract his memories of his youth. Fortunately, every headmaster must leave his own portrait, and he was not unfamiliar with this process.
Felix returned to the office. In the sound of dense raindrops, he suddenly thought of something. He drew out his wand, and the tip of the wand exploded with silver light. The Swift Patronus took shape in mid-air. Then, he put the wand against his forehead, drew out a silver line, and outlined it in the air. A silver-white cloak slowly appeared. The
Swift Patronus made a cry and plunged into the cloak. After the dazzling light disappeared, a ghost with its face hidden under the cloak appeared.
"I'll call you... well, forget it for now, let's see if you can fool the ghost in the castle."
Felix looked at the 'ghost' in front of him, which looked a bit like a Dementor with a good-looking appearance. He suddenly remembered that he still had more than a dozen Dementors locked in his ring. His schedule was too busy recently, and the original research work had to be postponed again and again.
The silver-white 'ghost' was about three feet off the ground and turned to leave. "You can find Peeves. There is a reason why he is afraid of Barrow." Felix reminded.
"Whoosh!"
The 'ghost' disappeared in an instant. Felix put his hand on his forehead. "The speed has not changed at all. Anyone can see the problem."
He took over the Patronus and wandered around the castle from its perspective...
At the same time, on the Hogwarts Express -
in the carriage, a golden shadow was running around in the carriage without a beginning or an end. When it approached, Harry reached out and grabbed the Golden Snitch. "Good shot!" The passing twins gave him a thumbs up.
Harry grinned, expecting Cho Chang to pass by the corridor and accidentally see him catching the Snitch. She was a Ravenclaw Seeker and should know how difficult this move was.
He had just seen Cho Chang in the corridor and couldn't help wanting to do something. Then he thought of Sirius's advice and somehow found it in his suitcase.
He was now very skilled at it. Whenever he was bored at the Dursleys', he would release the Snitch and practice for a while.
There was a commotion at the door and a familiar drawling voice floated in through the little finger-sized gap at the door.
"...You know, my father really considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knows the headmaster of that school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school so far away...The students at Durmstrang are really learning the Dark Arts. I mean, some magic comes in handy..."
Hermione stood up and tiptoed to the door of the compartment, closing it tightly to prevent Malfoy's voice from coming in.
"Never mind the Snitch, you look so stupid, Harry," she said impatiently.
Harry was about to put the Snitch away, but Ron took it and said, "Lend it to me for a while." He had been looking at it for a long time. Harry shrugged at Hermione, "Ron!" Hermione yelled, and Ron's hand shook and he slapped Harry in the face.
"Oh, sorry, Harry--"
There was a commotion in the carriage, Ron's new owl jumped around in the cage, Hermione's pet cat whimpered, and when everything calmed down, Harry's face was left with a red slap mark and two scratches from the cat's claws.
He immediately changed his mood. Before, he regretted not being able to meet Qiu Zhang, but now he sincerely hoped not to run into her.
Even when pushing the snack cart past their carriage, Harry begged Ron and Hermione to go out and buy it.
After a long while, Ron came back with a bunch of snacks, put them on the small table, and said to Harry with a very strange expression: "You are right."
"What?" Harry tore open a bag of chocolate frogs and bit off the frog's head.
"We met Qiu Zhang, who came to buy snacks with her friends. Fortunately, you didn't go..."
Harry was suddenly choked. He coughed violently and his face turned red. "What nonsense are you talking about-"
"Okay," Ron put his arm around his shoulders and said with a smile: "I saw it last semester. You have feelings for her. It's quite obvious-if you don't believe me, ask Hermione."
Harry's thoughts were suddenly exposed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were laughing all the way because you saw Malfoy practicing lighting in the carriage. This is against the rules. I must tell-"
"-Professor Hepp." Ron continued, shaking his head, "This is a train, no one cares. It's better to talk about Durmstrang, what is that?"
...
It was getting dark. In fact, the sky had not yet brightened. Thick rain clouds covered everything. After an unknown amount of time, the Hogwarts Express finally slowed down and stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station.
The door opened and there was a rumble of thunder in the air.
The three of them shivered and looked at the heavy rain and howling wind outside. "We won't drown on the road, will we?" Harry said.
"Think about Hagrid," Ron answered without hesitation, "He's going to take the first-year students across the river by boat. In this weather, it's really exciting."