Harry sighed heavily and strode towards the cabinet within which he knew the headmaster’s pensieve was stored. He wasted no time in levitating the the pensieve out of its cabinet and bringing it into the middle of the room, transfiguring a chair into a table for it to sit on at waist height, so that one could bend smoothly to submerge their face into it if they wished. He beckoned Snape closer, so that they were stood on opposite sides of the basin.