Chapter 119 A Gift for My Dear Professor

According to this theory to guess Voldemort's state, Anton can roughly estimate Voldemort's state.

Voldemort's soul body was severely damaged, which affected his id, and the whole person will become more and more extreme.

Even further, this incompleteness of the soul may not have been brought about by the Horcrux, but was born like this, which caused his id to not be fully developed during childhood growth.

That's what Dumbledore said, Voldemort couldn't feel love.

"If this is the case, it will be troublesome. My soul like paste is definitely the most perfect tool to repair his soul. He will never give up."

The more powerful a wizard is, the more he cares about the integrity of his id.

This is no longer a philosopher's idea of ​​pursuing the integrity of human nature. It is a question of whether the foundation of the entire magic tower is firm or not.

Apparently, Lao Fu is now desperately trying his best and is in an extremely weak state, but no one knows.

Another interesting conjecture is that the curse that Voldemort used to restore himself, "Mother Tom's arms", was aimed at the id, not the soul.

So Voldemort is now dragging a broken soul body around, this state is worse than the old wizard.

Anton turned to look at the old wizard, "Tell me about Horcruxes, I'm useful."

The old wizard pursed his lips.

He stared at Anton for a long time, "Then I may have to teach you the 'Crack Curse'."

this……

Anton was also silent, and he took a deep breath, "You know, I can't make a shell for you now, even if I can now."

"Teach, why not teach!" The old wizard laughed loudly, "You are my apprentice of Fiennes, and you will always be. It is reasonable to inherit the skills of the teacher."

The crack spell was developed from Fiennes' potion theory and the 'wizard's eye' observation magic.

Now that you can observe the true colors of magic, then find a way to use it.

Anton took the simulated route.

The old wizard went deeper, using magic power to create dark green cracks similar to those observed, and developed a unique spell.

"I told you once before that those dark green cracks are human emotions."

Anton nodded, which is the pattern embodied by the "self".

"People have different cracks under different emotions. Generally, when the emotions disappear and calm down, the cracks will disappear. You can imagine it as the crow's feet in the corners of your eyes when you laugh."

Anton looked at his glasses, oh, look at this smooth and smooth little face, without crow's feet.

So he glanced at the old wizard again, oh, got it.

"!!!" The old wizard pulled his whole face down, "Seriously!"

"Okay, you continue."

"The difference between wizards and Muggles lies in magic power, and emotions affect magic power. Every spell we have is released through emotions. Some emotions are not ordinary emotions, but the will to implement the complete concept of wizards more deeply. Advanced, but also emotional."

"So, if we use magic power to burn a 'crack' on the soul, it is equivalent to stabilizing a certain emotion in the soul, which will give us a very strong effect when releasing a certain spell."

"Wow~" Anton exclaimed.

"Isn't this the 'magic slot'? It's the same as the one in the online game. Awesome, teacher, you are really awesome."

The old wizard glared at Anton, "Don't mention some new words to me, it will keep reminding me of the bad situation that I can't think about, okay?"

Anton quickly gestured on his mouth, signaling that he would stop interrupting and let the old wizard talk.

"Strictly speaking, my Crackle Curse has only one beginning. I have only researched two Crackle Curse in my life. The first one is the Iron Armor Curse."

"Remember the magic pattern on your hand? That is the reverse iron armor curse! Anti-stabilization, tearing the body, and causing an explosion."

understood.

'Body protection stone skin' becomes 'corpse explosion'.

"The other one is the Horcrux."

"Wizards are gods, and their will is above everything else. When one of your emotions goes to the extreme, you will see an interesting scene, which is the birth and end of life."

"You have to know that emotion has no magnitude, it has no size, volume or degree, and it moves with your heart."

"The same goes for the soul!"

"The soul of an ant and the soul of a dragon are essentially the same. When viewed with the naked eye, they may appear to be different in size, but in fact they are essentially the same size. This is an understanding of different dimensions."

"Similarly, if you copy your soul, even if you copy a hundred copies, your soul will remain unchanged. This is the concept of no volume."

"But there are two problems. The copied soul does not have a place to store it. It is unknown whether it will lead to the world of the dead or dissipate. The biggest problem is that after you copy it, it is firmly attached to your original soul. In fact, it’s no different from having an extra hand, you can’t guarantee that it will still be alive after you cut it off.”

"The despicable black wizard Hai Erbo has found a way to use extreme death to cut up the copied soul, and put this soul into an object with extreme magic power or emotion."

"Such as a diary full of emotions and recording time, a photo album full of memories, etc."

"I don't like this approach." The old wizard's face was full of brilliance, with the pride of a magic boss, "He did subtraction, and I did addition. I used the magic crack characteristics of emotions and magic power to make objects into bodies similar to them." The body is used to store the soul."

Anton smacked his lips, and murmured, "Flesh and flesh are weak, but machines are eternal. Teacher, you have crossed the stage..."

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The old wizard left after speaking. He was obviously very excited about his current state and planned to touch more things.

Especially to see if you can feel the taste of ice cream.

Ok……

That is to say, some little wizard's ice cream will be swallowed by a ghost?

What a ghost.

Anton was lost in thought.

The old wizard explained the 'Crack Curse--The Iron Armor Curse' very thoroughly. This is an extremely valuable asset. Anton will definitely invest a lot of time in the future research and burn the 'magic bit' of the Iron Armor Curse into his soul.

But now he thinks more about the knowledge of the 'crack spell-ghost armor' and Horcruxes.

Strictly speaking, he can also make a Horcrux now.

And he has better tools than Voldemort, he doesn't need to use the power of death, he has his own unique skill - the soul scalpel.

This thing is much easier to use than death.

On the basis of Voldemort and the old wizard, he thought more, the so-called Horcrux, literally.

A soul implement.

Inside is the self.

What is cut out is also the backup of the self, not a soul body.

Therefore, he can actually make such a body, copy his own self into it, and cut it apart to become a clone.

"This is so interesting!" Anton chuckled.

He is not interested in creating an inexplicable clone for himself, and he is not Sanqing, so what kind of clone is he?

"Oh~ my dear professor, I owe you." Anton chuckled, "I saved Nagini, and you lost one Horcrux, which is really pitiful."

He waved his small fists, "That's the decision, help the professor make a Horcrux!"

Gracefully pulled out the wand, pointed it lightly at his head, "Crucio!"

The light of the spell lights up.

Black mist surged in one of his eyeballs, and azure blue lightning flickered from time to time. This was the effect of the bionic spell simulating "Grindelwald's eyes", following the colorful fog passage, all the way to the soul.

With the effect of the spell, a soul who looks exactly like him appears.

There is nothing in that soul.

In an instant, a dark green crack appeared.

Another one.

Another one.

Not long after, the entire soul was covered with dark green cracks, which flickered for a moment before disappearing.

What disappeared together was Anton's own soul.

"Quack quack..."

"Oh~ my dear professor, don't you really want to devour my soul? Come quickly! Come to the bowl! I will help you make a Horcrux!"

"Come on~ happy~"

A horcrux pinched in the hand like a "puppet doll in the arms of a witch".

This thing is definitely a good shield against the death curse.

Anton couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts to find his good teacher.

"Riddle, miss your first day."