Chapter 1090 Soul

"Ah, I think that's not Transfiguration." Sirius scratched his head, interrupting Scrimgeour's fantasy.

"What?" Scrimgeour paused and realized, "Not a transformation spell? What could it be? From what you described, I can only think of a transformation spell that was not successfully cast... Could it be some kind of neon native The curse?"

"Well... I actually can't tell the difference between magic and magic there. I heard that their magic borrows a lot from magic..." Sirius thought for a moment, "Well, wait, I remember the girl's introduction Live your own magic... Let me think about it... By the way, I remember what she said - I am better at soul magic."

Scrimgeour was a little confused, and then his expression changed drastically, "What?! Are you telling the truth?"

As we all know, soul magic is advanced magic, and wizards who are proficient in soul magic are not characters to be trifled with.

But now, Sirius said that there is a wizard who is suspected to be proficient in soul magic in Neon? Or a young witch?

It's... so terrible!

Scrimgeour said that in all his years as an Auror he had never seen anyone so gifted.

"Ah, it seems to be very common there." Sirius explained, "It is said to be because of their tradition."

Scrimgeour took a breath, "Are there many soul wizards in Neon?"

Sirius nodded, "It should be quite a lot, I think it is indeed quite a lot."

Scrimgeour rubbed his temples, feeling troubled.

"Okay, I understand." Scrimgeour sighed, "So, how long can this thing seal Voldemort?"

Sirius thought for a moment, "About...three days?"

Scrimgeour looked at him in surprise, "How long?"

Sirius said firmly, "Three days! So I rushed back after getting the doll..."

Scrimgeour waved his hand and interrupted, "Wait a minute, when did the three days start?"

Sirius was stunned and hesitated for a moment, this...

If he remembers correctly, Mr. Tanuki gave him the puppet at night. In order for him to board the plane smoothly, the Neon Ministry of Magic spent some time and forged his identity. Therefore, he and Harry obtained the third He had the opportunity to leave at noon the next day, but unfortunately, he was arrested.

Thanks to the efforts of Harry and the little wizards, they finally returned to the Kingdom of Corruption on the third day.

"..." Sirius' expression stiffened, "That, I can explain..."

Scrimgeour looked at him as if he wanted to kill him.

"In other words, this thing can only trap Voldemort until night? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Scrimgeour glared at Sirius angrily and looked at Alice aside, "Notify the Department of Mysteries quickly! Let them know Lock up Voldemort immediately!"

However, Alice did not notify him immediately. Instead, she said seriously, "Minister, I think it's too late."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sirius and Scrimgeour saw the puppet in front of them disappear instantly.

Sirius panicked, "Wait, wait, why did it fail so quickly?!"

Alice slapped her forehead and said, "Sure enough, is it because of the jet lag?"

Voldemort was led forward by a group of people.

As a ghost, he naturally cannot "walk". Moreover, due to his failure more than ten years ago, he has long lost his real body and can only walk in the world as a ghost.

So, he, Voldemort, can actually fly!

"By the way, did you know? The Ministry of Magic is actually based on the Department of Mysteries." A silent man came over to talk to him. At the same time, he used his own hands to move up and down Voldemort. He seemed to be very concerned about the Dark Lord in front of him. interested in.

However, Voldemort had no interest in him.

"I don't have any special preference for men." Voldemort said coldly, trying to make the Silent Man retreat.

However, the silent man didn't seem to hear his resistance and casually explained, "Me too."

Voldemort didn't even know how to answer the question.

The Silent Man said with interest, "Sure enough, Voldemort is just a soul now, but how did he manage to reincarnate so many times and still maintain his magic power? Is the wizard's magic power stored in the soul? But why is Huo Huo so powerful? Why can’t there be so many ghosts in Gwarts using magic?”

"That's why I tell you that magic power is stored in the body, to be precise, in the brain." Another silent man raised his head and said seriously, "It's time for you to give up your ridiculous ideas. Studying the brain is the right way. The study of the soul is heretical!”

"Huh? You actually called me a heretic?" The silent man jumped up, "You are a heretic because you study the body! Haven't you heard of it? The body is just a container, only the soul is eternal!"

"That's all the propaganda of a cult! Obviously only the body is the container of magic power!"

The two silent men actually started arguing in front of Voldemort. The others walked away without being surprised, leaving only three people still there.

Seeing that these two guys had no intention of stopping, Voldemort coughed and tried to attract their attention.

"I think you should listen to my point of view." He said, "After all, I am the state of the soul, and only I know where the magic power should exist."

The silent man looked at each other and his eyes fell on him.

Voldemort knew that he had succeeded in the first step. As long as he attracted the attention of two people, they would listen to him. As a man who once became a popular figure in Hogwarts with his power of words, Voldemort was still very accomplished in speaking skills. First hand.

"That's true of you." The silent man who studied the brain thought thoughtfully, "But the soul should not have a brain. How do you think?"

Voldemort:? ? ?

What's the matter with you being a silent person? Why would you consider this issue?

Voldemort expressed that he did not want to get to know this guy who was a bit out of touch, so his eyes fell on the silent man who studied the soul, "Do you want to hear my point of view?"

This silent person was more honest and agreed directly.

"Oh, why don't you listen to it." The other party said, "Since it is a soul body, then your words have a certain degree of credibility. After all, we are all ordinary people with bodies, and you are not."

Voldemort:...

Don't talk nonsense, I was about to have one, but didn't the kid who could give me a body run away?

What's more, my perfect plan was thwarted by that bastard Dumbledore!

Thinking of this, Voldemort's eyes turned red.

Voldemort thought angrily in his heart.