Rutina glanced at Draco at the Slytherin table. He was sitting next to the Bloody Baron and showing off his wounds, earning a burst of screams from Pansy.
Very good, the wound should heal if you don't go to the school infirmary. But Bloody Barro may have taught him the correct way to bandage his wounds.
Rutina was about to eat another piece of pudding. But as soon as the fork touched the pudding, the pudding disappeared.
But another wine-soaked jam pudding replaced the Yorkshire pudding. Lutina scooped up a spoonful of ice cream, with finely crumbled ice in it.
Dessert time passed quickly. Lutina listened to Dumbledore's instructions in every possible way, and then hummed the school song in a daze, imagining her own tragic fate in the future.
When all the students filed out, Professor McGonagall walked over.
"Miss Ollivander, please come to the principal's office with me."
She finished speaking concisely and walked away.
Lutina saw Gasra looking at her, lowered her head, and lowered her head behind Professor McGonagall.
There is an extremely ugly stone beast in front of the principal's office.
"Password?"
"Big Mac Brown Sugar Bubble Milk Tea."
The stone beast moved immediately. It moved out of the way, and Professor McGonagall led Rutina up the spiral staircase with a dark face.
Pushing open the wooden door, the first thing that comes into view is a table with slender legs, covered with exquisite silverware. They spin quietly, puffing out smoke.
Looking up, there is a pair of blue eyes full of wisdom. The owner of the eyes is the greatest wizard of our time - Albus Dumbledore.
The office was crowded with people, but no one spoke for a while.
Garrick Ollivander was looking at Rutina with complicated eyes, Sean didn't know what he was thinking, Lucius Malfoy was playing with his wand, and the deans of the four major colleges were also sitting on their chairs.
In addition, there were several wizards and witches that Lutina didn't know. It looks like he should be the school governor of Hogwarts.
The past principals in the mural also stopped what they were doing and looked at Lutina with interest.
"So, there is a bug in the Sorting Hat?" A woman broke the silence first, "I am Alison Shafiq, one of the school directors of Hogwarts." She winked at Lutina again.
"So far it seems so." Dumbledore said kindly, his eyes showing shrewdness.
"I...I didn't..."
Suddenly there was a weak sound from the corner. The Sorting Hat seemed to have been abused, the tip of the hat was wrinkled.
"Can you let us know about the situation at that time?" This time it was a wizard who spoke.
"Of course." Lutina's voice was hoarse because she hadn't spoken for too long. She just put the wand of ashes on her temple, but she paused as if she was electrocuted.
"This kind of thing...it would be better for Principal Dumbledore to do it."
Removing physical memory requires a lot of magic and mental power, otherwise the memory may turn into gray and scatter before it turns into silver-white filaments. Others are already suspicious of her. If she doesn't restrain herself, won't it make her current situation worse?
Dumbledore took out the Pensieve, sighed, and put his wand to his temple.
The silver-white filaments were quickly taken out and rippled in the pensieve, spinning slowly.
"Albus, how do I know whether the memory you put in is a real memory or a false memory?" a little wizard asked.
"There is no need for me to lie about this kind of thing." Dumbledore said seriously, making a "please" gesture to the people on the side.
But Rutina's mind was already exploding with water.
False memory means fabricating memory. It can only be successful if you have powerful Occlumency, powerful magic and abundant mental power. You can also successfully hide it from wizards who are not as good as the forger, but this has also become a false witness. The best way.
But the only white wizard known to be able to forge memories is Albus Dumbledore. Although it gives people a sense of security to a certain extent, who knows whether the old fox will reveal his true nature.
In Lutina's random thoughts, the short memory has been read.
But everyone was immersed in awkward silence again.
"Very good, very well." Fudge, the Minister of Magic who had been hiding in the shadows, came out. "This is not because the Sorting Hat has gone wrong. What else could it be? Dumbledore, I need an explanation."
"You might as well listen to Luta's thoughts."
The sound was not loud, but it caused everyone's eyes to focus on Lutina again. The voice is Sean Ollivander.
"Well, I think..." Rutina took a step forward.
Everyone present looked at her eagerly.
But she fell into the void.
