In a Friendship of Three, Someone's Always the Odd One Out!

"Take a look at this passage."

Hermione glanced at Black in confusion.

Still, out of trust in Black, she quickly skimmed through the text.

"All right. I've read it," Hermione said.

"Good." Black took the book and said, "Please recite the passage you just read."

"I..." Hermione stared at Black in astonishment. "You never said I had to memorize it... I... I didn't remember it."

Even though Hermione was a top student with an excellent memory, being asked without warning to recite a passage she had only just read was still very difficult.

"I can only restate the general meaning," Hermione said.

Black smiled as he set the table lamp on the desk. Then he gently pressed its switch.

The next second, a soft white light, gentle as moonlight, enveloped Hermione.

"Now, please recite that passage," Black said again.

"I already said I can't recite—" Hermione had not finished speaking when her eyes suddenly widened.

"What... what's going on?" Hermione looked at Black in shock.

Because she had suddenly discovered that the text she had only read once had appeared in her mind like an image!

As long as she wanted to, she could recite that passage at any time!

Cassandra also saw what was going on. In other words, something that would originally be forgotten after a single glance suddenly came back to mind after being shone on by this table lamp!

"This... is this what the table lamp does?" Cassandra finally understood what the table lamp's function was.

Black nodded, then smilingly turned off the table lamp. "What about now? Do you still remember that passage?"

Hermione thought for a moment, then said in delight, "I still remember it now! It's like... like I've recited it more than a dozen times!"

She looked at the table lamp, then