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The Unforgettable One...
The next memory was of the famous wizard Albus Pervical Dumbledore and there was an instant lightness and happiness in the atmosphere, trust Dumbledore to do that even in a memory…there were collections of memories of him being played with the first one being Harry’s end of first year when he was in the hospital wing and had beans of every flavor by his side and Dumbledore walked and said
“Beritti Bott’s Every Flavored Bean…once got a puking one didn’t like that actually” with a sad face and people chuckled every where
“my all time favorite is sherbet lemon,” he continued and Minerva smiled teary eyed.
“Professor what did you see in the Mirror of Erised?” the younger Harry asked in a squeaking voice
“ah…I saw myself holding a pair good old socks,” he said with that famous mischievous glint in his eyes and there somewhere there was a sniff. Sara turned around and saw Fiona crying on Derek’s shoulder and he had his hand around her.
The memories were played and then they came to an end. McGonagall got up and walked towards the dais and spoke again
“after witnessing our beloved people’s memories I would like everybody to stand up in silence for 2 minutes as a mark of respect for all of them”
Everybody stood up quietly for 2 minutes.
After the silence the pensives vanished and then on the walls of the tents were the various pictures of the people who lost their lives. The tent had turned into a monument of sorts. The people could write whatever they felt and that would engrave right below the picture of the person whom they were writing about. It was a very touching experience for everybody.
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