When the picture stopped rotating they all fathered around the Pensieve to look at what was taking place.
Inside they saw the compartment on the train that they were in at the time, Harry standing up facing Malfoy.
" Come on you three lets get a closer look at what's going on, " Dumbledore said.
" But how would we do that? " Ron asked.
" I can answer that, " Harry said stepping forward. " To go into the memory all you have to do is put you hand into the Pensieve and you'll fall into the memory, where you can't be seen or heard. "
" Exactly. " Dumbledore said nodding.
" Should we all go at once, or just one at a time? " Harry asked.
" All at once I think, " Dumbledore answered him, " Now, everyone gather round the Pensieve, (Harry, Ron, and Hermione did so), good, good now on three we all put our hand into the Pensieve. One… Two…. Three… "
They all put their hand into the Pensieve and for the third time in his life Harry was falling through a think layer of fog Harry found himself in the train compartment. Looking around he saw Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione walking around the room looking at themselves sitting down on the seats. Harry walked around himself standing and facing Malfoy, he could barely hear what they were saying to each other.
When suddenly, there was a great amount of energy coming from Harry, Dumbledore immediately went to see what was going on. Harry watched in amazement at what he was doing, the Harry in the compartment slowly brought his hands in front of him, there was little balls of light that were coming out of his palms and were slowly getting bigger and brighter until they were the size of a Quaffle each bringing his hands together he combined them creating a globe of shinning white light about two and a half feet tall and wide.
Harry's mouth dropped, he just stood there, starting at what was happening he saw Dumbledore circling the scene then stopping in front of the scene, the stopping in front of the old Harry shook himself and went to stand next to Dumbledore. Harry looked into his own eyes and gapped in shock, they had turned, bright white, almost blinding with black cracks forming in them, Harry looked at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's features were in mild concern, intensity, and understandment walking back to the center of the compartment.
" Well I think its time to get back and get this sorted out, " Dumbledore said. " Now I'm to take a hold of Harry's arm, then he'll hold on to one of you and so on. "
Harry and Hermione grabbed each other's wrists, then she and Ron did the same.
" Come, " Dumbledore and he took Harry by the arm. Harry felt himself rise into the air looking at the other two both had relieved looks on their faces; the train dissolved around them for a moment, all was blackness and then they felt as thought they had done a slow-motion somersault suddenly landing flat on his feet. The stone basin was shimmering on his desk in front of them, Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione were standing beside him.
" That was bloody brilliant, " Ron said.
" I've read about witches and wizards doing that but I never thought I would ever experience it for myself, " Hermione said astonished.
" Yeah it was cool wasn't it, " Harry agreed then his mind turned to what happened on the train " Did I really do that back there? "
" Yes you did Harry, " Dumbledore, answered him.
" But how? " Harry said thinking how could of done it.
" I have a few ideas about how but I think the most likeliest would be that, if I remember right is that your mother and father were ancestors of believe it or not Godric Gryffindor. Which he of his time was the greatest wizard of all. The reason he was known as that was because he could do great magic with out requiring a wand, anytime needed, and now it seems generations later he passed it along to you, and the reason it did it now and it waited so long is that the Power didn't feel you could handle it before now. It can happen if you mad or not, this year I suspect that you will fight Voldemort again. So I need you to train you the best I can, so that you can conjure the Power at will whether or not you are angry at the time, so you can use it against Voldemort and defeat him once and for all, " Dumbledore finished.
" So I am in descendent from Godric Gryffindor himself, " Harry said in awe.
" You are in deed, " Dumbledore said with a smile, " and I think you are his Heir "
" But how can that be? " Harry asked.
" Don't you remember when you were eleven the sorting hat put you in Gryffindor, and when you were twelve, when you fought Riddle, you called Fakes to you, and pulled Godric Gryffindor's sword out of the Hat only a true Gryffindor could do just that, " Dumbledore told them.
" You told me that in second year. " Harry said.
" Yes I remember. " Dumbledore commented, " Now legend also tells us that the spirit of Gryffindor, views all his descendents, dividing the Power in half and chooses two people a boy and a girl, to inherit his power, which would be you Harry, "
" So you're saying that I got this power from Godric Gryffindor himself. " Harry said astonished.
" Precisely, " Dumbledore said.
" Do you know who the girl is? " Hermione asked him.
" Afraid not Miss. Granger, but in time she will turn up and together you will vanquish Voldemort, " Dumbledore answered her " Now Harry if you would please come back at seven tomorrow I would like you to get started on those lessons I told you about earlier "
" Right Professor see you then, " Harry said.
Dumbledore smiled at them as he guided Harry, Ron, and Hermione out of his office.
" Pleasant dreams " He told them before closing the door after them.