Chapter 548: First kiss lost?

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the working soul slowly floated out of the alchemy pocket.

It was taller than an ordinary Dementor, its body almost reaching the ceiling. Its cloak was not the usual black of ordinary Dementors, but a kind of almost exquisite gray, the cloth seemed to be interwoven with nothingness and mist, fluttering slightly with its movements.

Instantly, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and a bone-deep chill spread. The air seemed to become heavy and stagnant, and a thick layer of frost instantly formed on the windows, walls, and floor.

Harry was no stranger to the existence of working souls, or rather, all the teachers and students at Hogwarts were no strangers to them.

This unique Dementor would show up on time at the Duelling Club every Friday night, and then diligently accompany the young wizards to practice the Patronus Charm.

It can be said that the high proportion of Hogwarts students who have mastered the Patronus Charm is all due to his hard work.

But... there was one thing that made Harry feel vaguely wrong.

In his impression, although the working soul has a special appearance and a huge size, it has never shown extremely strong strength.

At the very least, whenever the little wizards used the patronus to drive it away, it always cooperated and was repelled, never showing the slightest ability to resist.

The momentum now...is a bit too strong.

Harry frowned and looked at the working soul in front of him.

Could it be that the working soul has been acting and playing with the little wizards all along?

Then again, are Dementors that smart?

However, intelligence is not that important. The working soul is your own attending physician, so what is the price you pay?

Just as Harry tried to explore more, the chill in the room suddenly disappeared and it returned to its familiar, ordinary appearance.

"Boss, is it time to eat?"

Sebastian laughed and scolded: "You are a foodie. You only know how to eat every day. Today I will let you have a feast."

"Professor," Harry couldn't help himself, "You just said that the working soul is my attending physician. How exactly is it going to deal with the fragment of the mysterious man's soul in my body? And...what price do I have to pay?"

Sebastian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Have you ever heard of the Dementor's kiss?"

Dementor's Kiss?!

Harry's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart skipped a beat.

Of course he had heard of it. It was the most terrifying attack method of the Dementors, which could suck the soul directly out of the body. Those who were punished in this way would be left with only an empty shell, completely transformed into a walking corpse.

Generally speaking, only the most vicious criminals are treated in this way.

But then I thought about it——

Wouldn't this be perfect for dealing with Voldemort's soul fragments? !

Harry's eyes lit up instantly, as if he saw the dawn of hope.

wrong!

Harry's expression suddenly froze, and he instantly realized the problem.

Although he had never seen a Dementor perform this kind of magic with his own eyes, but literally speaking, a Dementor's kiss... is also a kiss!

In other words, the working soul has to suck out the soul fragments from its own mouth? !

Oh my god, my first kiss is going to be taken away by a Dementor!

This is too disgusting!!!

Harry's face fell instantly and his stomach churned violently, as if he had swallowed a whole bucket of snot-flavored Bibibi Every Flavour Beans.

He swallowed hard, his eyes roaming back and forth over the working soul, trying to find some possible other solutions.

Unfortunately... no.

His only hope of survival was right before his eyes.

Forget it, I'll risk my life to survive, there's still a bright future waiting for me.

Harry gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress the disgust and resistance in his heart. He walked up to the working soul, raised his head with difficulty, then closed his eyes and pouted slightly.

Come on, I'm ready!

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Deafening laughter exploded in the air, completely shattering the courage Harry had finally mustered.

He opened his eyes and saw Sebastian laughing his ass off.

Harry was stunned. The expression on his face changed from nervousness and confusion to embarrassment little by little, and finally turned completely dark.

"Professor..." he shouted through gritted teeth.

Sebastian finally stopped laughing and said seriously, "Harry, don't be impatient. It's not time for you to kiss him yet."

what? !

Harry almost choked on his own saliva and looked at Sebastian with a dark face.

I have been nervous for a long time, but it’s not time yet?

This dishonest guy always likes to tease me and make me look bad. This is the second time today.

"Harry," Sebastian explained, "too much time has passed. The fragment of the You-Know-Who's soul has become extremely intertwined with your soul. The current working soul is not powerful enough to directly peel it off."

what?

Hope is right in front of you, but you say that the working soul is not capable enough.

Harry didn't have time to get angry, and immediately asked nervously: "Then...what should we do then?"

"It's very simple." Sebastian looked at the working soul calmly, with a slight smile on his face, "Let's just upgrade it first."

Ever since the Working Soul evolved into a Gray Dementor, Sebastian has set up a new research topic - studying the new evolutionary possibilities of the Working Soul.

After consulting the data and communicating with the working soul, he boldly put forward a hypothesis, that is, if the working soul wants to evolve again, it needs to devour high-quality souls. Before that, it is necessary to improve the strength of the working soul first.

Therefore, Sebastian would consciously collect the happy emotions scattered in Hogwarts and the new town of Hogsmeade, and then feed them all to the working souls.

After two years of non-stop feeding and constant training with many young wizards at Hogwarts, the working soul became stronger and stronger, and finally reached the current bottleneck at the beginning of this year.

The only limitation to evolving again is a high-quality soul.

Sebastian didn't have any high-quality souls, and he didn't allow the working souls to hunt on their own, but fortunately he still had a few fragments of Voldemort's soul in his collection.

Voldemort is a legendary wizard after all. In theory, his soul fragments should be able to satisfy the evolution of the working soul.

In order to verify his guess, Sebastian took the working soul directly to the Horcrux collection room. Sure enough, Lao Fu's soul fragments could meet its needs.

What surprised Sebastian even more was that the working soul brought him another good news - it could suck out the soul fragments in the Horcrux without destroying the Horcrux carrier.

In other words, Ravenclaw's diadem, Slytherin's locket, and Hufflepuff's gold cup can all be preserved.

Of course, this good news did not cloud Sebastian's head. He thought of Harry's complicated situation, so he immediately took the working soul to secretly observe Harry. If possible, it would be best to deal with the soul fragments in Harry's body first.

Unfortunately, the situation inside Harry's body is too complicated, and can only be easily resolved after the Working Soul evolves again.

To be on the safe side, Sebastian temporarily put away all the Horcruxes and waited until before the final battle to deal with all the problems. After all, a sense of ritual was still needed.

Thinking of this, Sebastian walked to an alchemical safe, took out the locket from it and placed it in front of the working soul.

"Come on, working soul, it's time for dinner..."