"While I was moved to deep concern for Cascata I also had my own issues to consider. I appealed to Dumbledore to allow me to undertake a special field of study."
Madam Bones looked slightly distracted by the memory but she quickly gathered her wits.
"And what was that?"
Dumbledore said, "Memory magics."
Fudge looked taken aback.
"That's pretty advanced and delicate material to be teaching a third year, Dumbledore. Why would you possibly agree to it?"
Tamblin interrupted before Dumbledore could answer.
"Last year we discovered that my mother had disappeared utterly. Pictures of her were faded to nothing. Even memories of her were almost completely obscured. Dumbledore mentioned that he had made use of certain memory magics to try and remember her. I came to conclude that the power works on many levels. Memory being one of them. I hoped that by studying memory magics I might get a better handle on my own abilities."
Fudge looked hardly mollified.
"That's… I have to say, Dumbledore, I find that decision very disturbing."
"Especially in light of the events that brought us here," Madam Bones added.
"Mr. Demosthene was very persuasive," Dumbledore said. "As for the events in question I think you'll see them differently by the end of the night."
Tamblin was already adding the next memory to the Pensieve.
