Chapter 118

Anton has a very special experience in the wizarding world.

The old wizards he came into contact with, Snape, Voldemort, and Dumbledore, everyone walked on the road of magic, and they all involved souls in the end.

However, none of these people can understand what the soul is.

As Dumbledore said, this is the domain of the gods, and everyone is just peeking into a corner.

Even Voldemort, who claims to know the soul best, has seen a marked decline in the quality of his courses.

It is no longer the kind of theory that quotes from many sources, has a clear system, and runs through everything.

Many of his words are ambiguous, and many even contain conjectures.

Integrating the wisdom of so many powerful wizards, Anton also has his own conjecture.

He feels that the so-called soul is not the essence at all.

For example, the old wizard, he is in a ghost state, unable to attack, unable to change reality. Are ghosts spirits? If so, why can't they be affected by the Imperius Curse's soul-targeting attacks?

Moreover, Anton always had a strange thought in his mind when he observed the difference between the old wizard and the normal ghost.

If the self-cognition, emotion and other emotions retained by the old wizard are eliminated and become a real soul, does it mean that the soul is just a shell.

Anton called everyone's thinking, memory, emotion, will and so on the id.

Does it mean that the self lives in the soul body, and the soul lives in the body? The feeling of a three-layer nesting doll.

According to this cognition, he can easily distinguish the principles of many spells.

The wizard was eroded by the wolf's poison and turned into a werewolf, so the wolf's poison was aimed at the soul body, so Lupine's self was not violated.

The id, soul, and body are trinity, influencing each other.

Wolf's poison erodes the soul and affects the body, resulting in the transformation into a werewolf.

The blood curse erodes the body, which affects the soul, and finally erodes the self, resulting in a complete viper.

The Cruciatus Curse erodes the body and affects the id, and to a certain extent, this effect will affect the soul.

The breeze floats the veiled curtains, and the moonlight fills the room.

Anton took a pen and wrote down all his thoughts in a notepad.

First, the blood curse is divided into three stages, eroding the body, eroding the soul, and eroding the self. The best way is to give the soul a protective spell before corroding the soul, completely blocking the blood curse from the soul. In this way, the blood curse orcs will have the identity of transforming into vipers without worrying about their consciousness being swallowed up.

Second, Wolf's Poison cannot corrode the soul. The reason why wizards and animals change back and forth can be found from the operation principle of the blood curse, completely turning this into a controllable and non-infectious alternative Animagus.

Third, Dumbledore's so-called dragon spell that restricts the use of black magic is actually aimed at the body, not involving the self and the soul. It is more similar to the concept of the confusion spell.

What's interesting is that Anton has a guess. If he firmly believes that the Killing Curse is a white magic, can he use it without restriction?

Fourth, what the old wizard used to call ghost armor, giving souls a home...

"This thing is a Horcrux!"

"How do you know?" A voice suddenly sounded beside him, scaring Anton's body into goosebumps.

He turned his head slowly and found that it was the old wizard's ugly face, he was relieved immediately.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come back for Christmas?"

The old wizard shrugged his headless shoulders, "I think it would be better to go back to my home for Christmas."

Home, a fantastic topic.

After the twists and turns in the journey of life, not only Anton has a home, but the old wizard also has a home.

His expression was complicated, obviously he didn't want to talk about too sensational topics, he raised his hand and stared at Anton, "How do you know it's a Horcrux?"

Anton smiled triumphantly, "It's very simple. I live in the soul shell, and I can only directly affect the soul. Your house armor is, in essence, an alternative soul shell with actual physical meaning."

"???" The old wizard looked at a loss.

"I can't think anymore, I can't understand what you are talking about, but I know that I may not understand what you said when I was alive."

This already involves a very in-depth theory of magic, and unless Anton can explain his own understanding systematically and clearly, others may not be able to understand it.

"My stupid teacher, you did a stupid thing." Anton chuckled.

"You have invented the 'crack spell' unprecedentedly, and you can absorb your own self on the soul body, which is really powerful. The other ghosts have lost their self, and they have become moving like magic portraits. It’s just an intelligent program that was used as a reference in life.”

"But!" Anton raised his finger, "You made a little mistake!"

The old wizard was obviously at a loss, he sighed, "I know you tried your best to explain to teach me, but I really don't understand."

Anton pulled out his wand, "To put it simply, your true self should not be attached to the soul shell, but should hide inside the shell. It's like it's snowing outside now, and people should be in the room instead of Lie on the roof and face the wind and snow honestly."

"Teacher, let us pray. If my guess is correct, my cognition is above everything else, and the wizard's will is above my soul. I think a certain spell is not black magic, and I can bypass Dumbledore's restrictions on me." .”

"Let's turn the turtle over!"

"Twisting soul transfer!"

A faint spell of light lit up, and Anton smiled slightly, "It seems that I guessed right."

The light of the spell passed through the body of the old wizard and sank into the bookshelf. Anton adjusted the intensity of the spell little by little.

At a certain moment, the old wizard suddenly screamed, "Merlin's stinky feet, I feel the power of the curse!"

Miraculously, as the spell was successfully released, the old wizard's body turned from translucent to milky white. Although it still looked pale, it seemed that the color had become a little more vivid.

"I……"

The old wizard looked at his hands in surprise, "I feel the cold winter wind, I actually feel the cold winter wind."

He gently put his hand on the bookshelf, although he didn't enter it as usual, but he screamed again and again, "I can feel it, the touch of wood!"

The old wizard floated excitedly, fumbled here and there, and then floated out of the window, heading towards the snowy sky.

"Hahaha, Anton, I feel what you said about the coldness of welcoming the snowflakes in the sky!"

"Wooooow, I didn't feel well when I was alive."

"I can't feel it at all after I die."

"I……"

"I seem to have a new life!"

After going crazy for a while, he returned to the room.

"I found that my will is no longer attacked by the wind of the world, and I am stopping to dissipate!"

The head in the old wizard's hand had a complex expression, and he stared at Anton for a long time, "Thank you so much, Anton."

Anton just looked at the wand in his hand with a smile, "It seems that I am on the right path."