Chapter 732 Peeling off soul fragments

Fortunately, Principal Dumbledore found a way to strip Voldemort's soul from his body, but for some reason it had been a month and no action had been taken until after dinner tonight. Solve his own problems and let him wait in the principal's room.

Harry Potter's round little face was full of expectation and anxiety. He kept pacing in the principal's room, completely unable to calm down and wait for the principal's arrival. Even Phoenix Fox, who was curious about him, had no time to pay attention to it and let it He looked at himself with sharp eyes.

Suddenly, Harry Potter heard footsteps and the sound of two people talking outside the principal's room.

"Archmaster John, we are here, Harry is waiting for your arrival inside!"

"you!"

Harry carefully savored Dumbledore's name for the Archmage John, and the anxiety in his heart miraculously disappeared. The Archmage who could be called by Dumbledore, the greatest White Wizard, must be a highly respected old man. The senior is like Nick Flamel Dumbledore’s old friend who has lived for more than 600 years.

Following the answer to the secret order, the door to the principal's office opened. Harry looked around and saw Dumbledore and Archmage John walking side by side. Harry was stunned. He didn't expect that Dumbledore was extremely shocked. The respected Archmage John is so young, he is several years younger than his godfather, Sirius Black.

Abner looked at Harry Potter, who was in a daze, and didn't care what he thought. He turned to look at Dumbledore, who was smiling at Harry Potter to comfort him, and said bluntly.

"let us start!"

"Ah, yes, Archmage John!"

Dumbledore really didn't expect Abner to be so resolute and decisive. He originally wanted to comfort Harry with a few words, but now he could only explain it in a hurry.

"Harry, relax a little. Archmage John has profound research in the field of souls. There is only one person in the entire magical world who can match him, so you just need to cooperate with Archmage John!"

Harry Potter was also confused. He had never seen a magician with such a quick style. All wizards in the wizarding world seemed to have procrastination and a slower pace of life. However, this Archmage John was completely different. He was somewhat different. Like what I learned about soldiers in the Muggle world, they are straightforward and not sloppy.

Harry also sorted out his situation in a panic, and replied to Abner and Dumbledore in a panic.

"Okay, Mr. Principal, Mr. Archmage John, how do I need to cooperate?"

There was a trace of imperceptible panic and worry in his tone, and a trace of caution on his face. He clearly knew how terrifying Voldemort was, and even Principal Dumbledore could not kill him completely.

"You don't need to do anything, just watch!"

Abner was a bit more tolerant and gentle towards the child. He smiled gently at Harry, then approached him, stretched out his palm, and gave Harry a hard slap on his thin body.

Harry Potter made a sound of panic and instinctively ducked back.

Dumbledore watched calmly as a radiant soul was shot out of Harry Potter's body by Abner and floated in the air.

Harry Potter stared at Abner with great confusion. His hands and feet moved for a while, but he suddenly found himself lying on the ground. He wiped his eyes in disbelief, but suddenly found that the glasses on the bridge of his nose were missing, and he was still there. Can see clearly.

Harry Potter stared blankly at his radiant hands, his eyes widened, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.

"I'm dead, this is my soul!"

There are many ghosts in Hogwarts, and Harry Potter knows them all. Naturally, he knows that souls can survive after death. He did not expect that he was actually beaten to death by Archmage John.

Dumbledore looked at the somewhat panicked Harry Potter and had to take two steps forward and said soothingly.

"Harry, calm down, Archmage John just knocked your soul out of your body, you are still alive!"

After hearing the principal's explanation, Harry managed to suppress the panic in his heart. He calmly floated down and stood in front of Abner, carefully looking at the archmage who could knock his soul out of his body with one palm. .

Abner seemed to appreciate Harry Potter's panic. Seeing that Harry had regained his composure, he curled his lips in disappointment. This ridiculous scene almost made Harry think that he was hallucinating. He secretly muttered in his heart, this The Archmage seems to have a bad personality and likes to see people make fools of themselves.

Abner put away his gloating and looked at Harry Potter's soul. Sure enough, there was a patch of color on the chest and abdomen of Harry Potter's soul. If you didn't look carefully, it was easy to ignore it. It was almost the same as Harry Potter's. Their souls were fused together, which may be why Voldemort never discovered that Harry Potter had fragments of his own soul.

Dumbledore also looked at the fragment of Voldemort's soul on Harry's chest solemnly, with a worried look in his eyes. This degree of close connection was far beyond Dumbledore's expectation. It was very difficult, and he couldn't help but He looked at Abner worriedly, as if asking if he was sure.

Abner nodded slightly, stretched out his right hand, and five thin golden lines emerged from the fingertips, crawling towards Harry Potter like a winding snake.

Harry Potter resisted the desire to escape and watched expressionlessly as these golden threads penetrated into his chest. A warmth enveloped Harry Potter's soul, making him couldn't help but narrow his eyes. , much like a cat enjoying the caress of its owner.

The golden thread slowly penetrated the boundary of the variegated soul, and gradually wrapped the soul completely. Then Abner showed a mischievous smile, and pulled hard with his arm. Harry screamed, as if Someone tore off a piece of tape that was tightly attached to his chest. He jumped in pain and his face was deformed.

However, the pain came suddenly and went away quickly. Harry Potter quickly raised his hand to rub his chest, only to find that the variegated soul fragment had disappeared. The entire chest was intact, exuding the same odor as his body. The bright light made him look up to the opposite side in surprise.

There was a soul fragment floating in the sky above Abner's right hand, exuding evil black energy. At a glance, negative emotions such as distortion, violence, chaos, etc. flooded into his heart, making Harry Potter avert his eyes in fear.

Dumbledore looked at this evil soul with disgust, frowned and let Abner deal with it.

Abner carefully felt the aura in Voldemort's soul, and couldn't help but ponder. This aura seemed to be from the dark dimension of Dormammu. Could it be that Voldemort was also bewitched by the dark dimension at the beginning, so he was in such chaos? distortion.