Wade abruptly lifted his head from the Pensieve, swayed slightly, and had to brace himself against a stone pillar before he could stand steady.
This memory of Abigail's was so long that it took Wade several seconds to come back to himself and remember that he was in the Room of Requirement.
The memory in the Pensieve still gave off a faint glow, swirling and sending ripples spreading outward.
Wade's face looked somewhat pale in the dim light. He stood where he was, processing everything he had seen.
The room was silent, filled only with Wade's breathing as it gradually eased from heavy gasps.
After quite a while, Wade flicked his wand, put away the memory, and turned to leave the Room of Requirement.
By the time he returned to the dormitory, it was already late, but he had no desire to sleep.
He sat at his desk, took out a quill he had made himself, then opened the Book of Friends. Tapping the end of the quill with his fingertip, he watched the dark blue quill float above the page on its own, quietly waiting.
A few seconds later, as Wade thought, the tip of the quill began to glide smoothly across the paper—
[Wien, I have finished reviewing the memory of Abigail that you sent me. Behind both the Scourers and Prometheus stands a common mastermind.
I need you to inform everyone to secretly investigate two people:
The first is Sophelus Rake, a male human wizard who is extremely old. He may have left traces of frequent activity in Muggle society.
Years ago, in Wallace County, Kansas, United States, he took young Abigail away from a farmer named John Clark. There may still be some records there.
The other is a female Goblin named Amanda. She should be