v2 Chapter 677： Memory in the meditation basin (1/2)

”What is a meditation basin?” Harry said curiously.

He saw a shallow stone basin in the front of the cabinet. The mouth of the basin had a strange shape: the letters and symbols that he did not know, and the silver light was emitted from the contents of the basin.

These silver light, can't figure out whether it is liquid or gas.

If you want to describe it, it is like a bright silver, but it keeps flowing, like the surface of the water rising in the breeze, and floating like a cloud, gently rotating, it is like a light that turns into a liquid. It is like a wind that solidifies into solid...

Harry suddenly raised a thought and wanted to touch it and see what it would be like.

But in the magical world, nearly four years of experience tell him that it is very stupid to reach into the basin full of unknown objects.

So, he turned to look at Ai Wen, Ai Wen must know what this thing is for.

“In a nutshell, the meditation basin is an alchemy product used to preserve thoughts and memories in the mind.” Hearing Harry’s gaze, Ai Wen explained, “As long as we put the memory inside, we can use it to re-emerge. That memory, in an immersive way, people who appear in memory will not find the experiencer...”

As he explained to Harry, he gently stroked the meditation basin and carefully looked at the huge stone basin in front of him.

Compared with the method of use, Aiwen is more surprisingly the principle of the production of this thing.

After studying for a while, he had to give up, it was too complicated, and the meditation basin was far from being as simple as it looked.

Unless Dumbledore allowed Evan to smash this thing, there was nothing in the light from the outside.

”This stone basin can save and reproduce memories!” After listening to Ai Wen's explanation, Harry exclaimed, ”It's incredible!”

”It's really incredible!” Ai Wen nodded.

”What is the letter above that used?” Harry continued, asking to follow.

”If you take the ancient magic lesson, you will know that this is like Niven, a kind of ancient magical text, which is used frequently in alchemy,” said Ai Wen. ”As for the complex symbols around Niven. It is a magic rune that can gather and transmit magic. I have not seen this arrangement before.”

Harry nodded as if he could understand, and couldn't help but ask, ”Avon, what are these strange silver things?”

”It's memory!” said Ai Wen, using a wand to point out the silver object inside the meditation basin.

His wand entered, the silver object swiftly turned, became more transparent, and looked like glass.

This was Dumbledore put in. He must have used it before, and he didn't have time to take the memory away.

”Remember!” Harry snorted and continued, ”But...”

”Come on, let's go in and have a look, you will understand!” Avon said, holding Harry's right hand directly.

”What?!” Harry was surprised.

The next second, he was slammed into the stone basin by Ai Wen, and his head went down into it.

The scene at hand was changing rapidly, and Dumbledore’s office suddenly fell over.

Harry found that his hair didn't hit the pelvic floor as you imagined, but entered a strange world.

He fell in a cold, dark substance, as if he had been sucked into a black whirlpool...