[转译+连载]赫敏的悲痛 Hermione';s Grief（07/26更新第9章 16页）
Hermione rapped sharply on the door of the potions lab. She had spoken to Remus and Sirius just before she had headed to lunch and explained to them that she felt that this was one task that she wished to attempt by herself. They had agreed with her but had given her all of the notes they had taken that they felt might be of help to her and allowed her to go only once she had promised to call them if she needed any help.
Snape pulled the door open. "What do you…Oh Hermione, what a pleasure to see you again" he sounded as if it pained him to say just that.
"As it is for me. Should I come back later? You seem to be in the middle of a class right now," Hermione said, peering over his shoulder and winking at Lilith who was hunched over her cauldron measuring dried frog powder, it appeared.
"Oh, no, no problem," Snape led her to the front of the room a rapped sharply on his desk. "Class dismissed. Get out now. I'll keep an eye on the cauldrons and you come back in an hour to finish the potion." He glared at the class of students who were sitting at their desks wondering if Snape had finally cracked. He NEVER let a class out early. "What didn't you dunderheads get!? Get out. NOW!" The class finally found their feet and dashed out of the door before Snape could change his mind.
Hermione coughed nervously.
"Ah yes. Hermione. What do you need?" Snape said, sitting at his desk and motioning for Hermione to sit on the table directly in front of it. Hermione wondered why she felt as if she was about to receive a lecture about proper conduct in a Potions lab rather than that she was in a meeting with a colleague.
"Well, while I was in New York Remus wrote to me that you had mentioned at a staff meeting that perhaps a Pensieve used in some manner might be able to help me. Remus, Sirius, and I looked through some books and came up with some information about it but we thought that perhaps you could look over it before I did anything." Hermione handed the rolls of parchment to Snape who looked over them in silence.
"It appears as though your research is correct. But for the Pensieve to work you need to understand why it will work. Do you?"
"Yes."
"Explain."
"Well…uh…the Pensieve causes me to…um…remember what happened so that…"
Snape cut her off. "No, you don't know how it works. I will explain. The Pensieve, when made using the special directions that I have right here, instead of holding memories you place into it, will search through your mind for memories similar to the one that you put in as part of the spell. Understand?"
"Yes, so far."
"While it is looking for these similar memories each memory is reviewed by your concious mind. As a result, later, after having used the Pensieve, while you dream, if a memory that has been reviewed by means of the Pensieve comes up, then your mind will not play through it because it already has. The memory becomes old news. Done. Happened. Boring."
"I see. But how will the Pensieve know what type of memory to look for?"
"Simple. While making the Pensieve, part of the spell involves adding a memory that you already have dreamed. Simply select a memory that disturbed you and add it to the spell and all like that will be sorted. I assume these dreams all have a common thread?"
Hermione thought of Harry. "Yes, of course they do."
"Good. The spell will take only a few hours to complete as it is a fairly easy set of directions. A marvel of magic. Such a simple spell creates such a powerful and complex object. Simply marvelous combination of potions and charms combined. I have most of the ingredients right here but you will need to go to Diagon Alley to get the rest. Are you free the rest of the afternoon?"
"I believe so. If you'll just point out which ingredients I will need to purchase I'll run down right now and I can start on the spell when I get back."
"Purchase a stone basin, a few stalks of wild dragonweed, 10 cc of dried pheonix tears, and a few cubes of frozen mercury."
"Okay, I'll charge them to the Hogwarts account we have at the Apothecary." Hermione gathered up the bundle of papers and put them neatly back into her bag. As she strode out of the door she wondered why Snape had been so nice and…and helpful. It was just not him. Snape was one of those people for whom acting nicely made everyone else around them very very suspicious. Hermione thought that he would snap out of it soon and everything would return to normal. Meanwhile though, she had her own set of problems to deal with…
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The bells jangled softly as Hermione entered the small, dark Apothecary on Diagon Alley. All around her the walls were covered with jars, boxes, crates, and bowls filled to the brim with strange items. Though she had been to the store many times it never ceased to amaze her how many unusual items found their way onto their shelves for some reason or another.
"Hello, my name is Emma. Is there anyway I can be of service to you?" a helpful, young storeclerk said as she appeared in the middle of the shop, giving Hermione as dreadful fright.
"Ah, yes there is actually," Hermione handed the list of items to the store clerk. She took the list and examined it through a pair of strange spectacles that appeared to be made of a metal that constantly changed color. They made Hermione dizzy.
"What sort of basin would you like ma'am?" Emma asked her politely.
"I'm not sure. What sort would you recommend for making a Pensieve?"
"I'd recommend if you're planning to display it or show it around you might want a higher end basin. We have models in gold, silver, and a marvelous one of kind one made out of the skull of a dragon…"
Hermione interrupted her. "No, I don't think that's what I'm looking for. Perhaps something a bit cheaper. This is going to be stored in my closet. Looks don't matter; I'd prefer a quality basin over a stylish one."
Emma looked a little disappointed over the loss of the profits his store would make but a smile quickly returned to his face as he led Hermione to a back room. "Here is our collection of stone basins perfect for any Pensieve. We have marble, granite, dwarf mined alabaster (straight from the mines in Albania, highly recommend), as well as a collection of basins made out of stones taken from Egyptian tombs. They are said to have a high concentration of magic. Very helpful for the less powerful witch."
"No," Hermione said coldly. "I don't think I'll be needing one of those. I think I'll just be taking a plain marble one, medium size. Yes, that polished black one over there. No, not that one, the other one. Yes, that's perfect." Hermione pointed to the one that she wanted and the clerk levitated it over to the cash register. While they had been in the back room, apparently, the assistants had collected and bagged the rest of Hermione's purchases, for they were waiting for her on the counter.
Emma totaled up the purchases.
"That will be 30 galleons, ma'am," Ted said, putting out his hand.
Hermione whistled quietly about the price of potion ingredients but handed over the gold without a complaint. After all, she needed the basin. Gold wouldn't be of much help to her.
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