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"
I
quite
understand
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
He
lifted
the
basin
,
carried
it
over
to
his
desk
,
placed
it
upon
the
polished
top
,
and
sat
down
in
the
chair
behind
it
.
He
motioned
for
Harry
to
sit
down
opposite
him
.
Harry
did
so
,
staring
at
the
stone
basin
.
The
contents
had
returned
to
their
original
,
silvery-white
state
,
swirling
and
rippling
beneath
his
gaze
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
Harry
asked
shakily
.
"
This
?
It
is
called
a
Pensieve
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
I
sometimes
find
,
and
I
am
sure
you
know
the
feeling
,
that
I
simply
have
too
many
thoughts
and
memories
crammed
into
my
mind
.
"
"
Er
,
"
said
Harry
,
who
could
n't
truthfully
say
that
he
had
ever
felt
anything
of
the
sort
.
"
At
these
times
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
indicating
the
stone
basin
,
"
I
use
the
Pensieve
.
One
simply
siphons
the
excess
thoughts
from
one
's
mind
,
pours
them
into
the
basin
,
and
examines
them
at
one
's
leisure
.
It
becomes
easier
to
spot
patterns
and
links
,
you
understand
,
when
they
are
in
this
form
.
"
"
You
mean
...
that
stuff
's
your
thoughts
?
"
Harry
said
,
staring
at
the
swirling
white
substance
in
the
basin
.
"
Certainly
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
"
Let
me
show
you
.
"
Dumbledore
drew
his
wand
out
of
the
inside
of
his
robes
and
placed
the
tip
into
his
own
silvery
hair
,
near
his
temple
.
When
he
took
the
wand
away
,
hair
seemed
to
be
clinging
to
it
-
but
then
Harry
saw
that
it
was
in
fact
a
glistening
strand
of
the
same
strange
silvery-white
substance
that
filled
the
Pensieve
.
Dumbledore
added
this
fresh
thought
to
the
basin
,
and
Harry
,
astonished
,
saw
his
own
face
swimming
around
the
surface
of
the
bowl
.
Dumbledore
placed
his
long
hands
on
either
side
of
the
Pensieve
and
swirled
it
,
rather
as
a
gold
prospector
would
pan
for
fragments
of
gold
...
.
and
Harry
saw
his
own
face
change
smoothly
into
Snape
's
,
who
opened
his
mouth
and
spoke
to
the
ceiling
,
his
voice
echoing
slightly
.
