Chapter 326: memory

After successfully returning to the responsive room, Allen immediately took out the meditation basin.
Several people leaned forward. Everyone was very curious about Filch being so stubbornly guarding the door of the library.
Allen poured Filch's memory into the penis.
The memory flows into the basin, and it is not clear whether it is liquid or gas.
It is like a piece of bright silver, but it is constantly flowing, like a water surface rippling in the breeze, and it spreads and spins softly like a cloud.
Allen drew out his wand and poked lightly at the memory in the basin, which spun quickly.
"I'm the first." Hermione stepped forward first, and she was eager to know if Dumbledore really made a small move behind this.
No one robbed her, everyone could perceive Hermione's emotions, and thoughtfully made her the first to check Filch's memory.
Soon, Hermione returned from the meditation basin to the responsive room.
Her face was rather ugly, she looked very angry, but also relieved and relaxed.
Penello gave Hermione a strange look, then plunged into the memory without hesitation.
When Penello returned with a sardonic smile, Luna blinked and plunged into the Penelope lightly.
"He doesn't want students to be exposed to dangerous knowledge." Luna, who came out of the meditation basin, looked at Hermione and Penello, and explained to Dumbledore.
Allen nodded. Of course he knew that Dumbledore, the great white wizard, had no malice against him.
No matter what, after reading it, we can make a conclusion. Alan has never been easily influenced by others.
Alan leaned forward and touched the silver-white memory. He fell in a piece of cold and dark matter, as if being sucked into a black whirlpool
Filch stood in the corridor on the fourth floor, staring suspiciously at a guard statue.
The armor of the statue rustled, and the red tassels on the hat kept shaking.
"Filch!" An old and kind voice suddenly sounded.
Allen saw that Dumbledore walked slowly down the stairs.
"Principal Dumbledore!" Filch bowed and saluted.
"Ah, really naughty, Peppy! Come out!" Principal Dumbledore said to the guard statue that had suddenly stopped shaking.
Pippi suddenly rose into the air and grabbed his head back. ,
"Dumbledore! I was wrong!" After quickly speaking, Pippi escaped quickly.
Dumbledore shook his head helplessly. "Pippy, it's hard to mess with, right?"
"Indeed, Dumbledore. But compared to Peppies, those little ghosts are more difficult and cunning. I suggest that the school's punishment be more detailed and harsher, and you should agree to my application for the use of the whip. "
Filch applied seriously.
"Filch, you must know that whips are never allowed on students," Dumbledore explained.
"I know that these little guys are really naughty and have brought a lot of trouble to your work. In fact, Mrs. Pins has also been very annoyed recently. She told me that the restricted area of ​​the library has been turned over. Filch, did you see anything unusual during the night patrol?" Dumbledore asked as if looking in the direction where Peppy had left.
"Mrs. Pince? It must be some mischievous kid." Filch paused, "I'll check there carefully, and I'll get him out."
Alan, who was observing from the side, didn't miss the flash of light in Dumbledore's eyes—that was, a satisfied look.
The next memory was mediocre, it was nothing more than that he was fighting wits and courage with some students.
It's just that Filch and the principal's chance encounters were too frequent, and Dumbledore showed unusual interest and enthusiasm for the library.
After a while, Filch never met Dumbledore again.
Allen noticed that at that time, the "Daily Prophet" in Filch's hands published his own photos of Animagus.
Suddenly, Allen returned to the responsive room from the Pensieve.
For a while, none of the four people said anything.
"Although Principal Dumbledore should be kind, I don't approve of his approach. He is too interfering in other people's lives." Hermione puffed up her cheeks, her eyes full of disappointment, "He doesn't even Allow Harry to move in with Sirius during the summer vacation."
"Principal Dumbledore did this for a reason. Harry had the ancient protective magic left by his mother. Before he became an adult, he had to treat the home of the person with his blood relationship as his own. Only after a sufficient period of time will the spell continue to take effect."
Allen's explanation made Hermione suddenly realize, "It turns out that the principal is to protect Harry!"
Alan's eyes flashed, "Hermione, there is actually a better way. If Harry can't move to live with Sirius, then why not let Sirius move to live near Harry? Dumbled is too old for many years, and he no longer has ripples in his heart. It is too easy for him to ignore other people's emotions when making plans."
Hermione slapped happily. Why didn't she think of this? The mountain is not just me, I can be the mountain!
"Don't worry, leave it to me! Before leaving school, I will find Sirius and suggest that he live near Aunt Harry's house so that the problem can be solved. UU Read www.uukanshu.com" Allen said.
This is not a violation of the agreement between himself and Dumbledore. He affected Sirius, not Harry! Allen thought comfortably.
Hermione's eyes were shining, "Ellen, you are such a good-"
Allen quickly rejected the good guy card that was caught off guard.
"Although compared with Dumbledore's decision, my advice has taken care of Harry and Sirius's feelings, but more importantly, I want to tell Dumbledore that he can't control everyone!"
This can be regarded as Alan's response to Dumbledore's book ban.
"There is another person, there is no real response!" Speaking in response, Allen thought of another person.
"Who is it?" Penello asked with interest.
"The captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team who injured Qiu Zhang and Cedric-Marcus Flint."
Alan squinted his eyes to hide the fierce light in his eyes.
"Autumn Zhang and Cedric are a blessing in disguise and are together." Penello said.
"And Marcus Flint, he will graduate soon, but no one can protect him anymore!" Penello's fingers were wrapped around the chain on the wand, his voice was dangerous.
"Marcus Flint? Do you want to retaliate against him? Count me! Although he dare not provoke the training class now, he specializes in bullying the little wizards who have not participated in the training class and are not pure-blooded."
Hermione was filled with indignation, and felt that if there was a chance to beat Marcus, she must not miss it. Even if the points are deducted for this, they will not hesitate.
"The training class is a very good organization. I like participating in the training class the most." Luna fiddled with the raven mask and said softly.
Luna always said something out of place and embarrassing. But Allen felt that Luna's words moved him a bit.