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797 Dark Magic Creature: Hidden Spirit

Chapter 797 Dark Magic Creature: Hidden Spirit

The war between Voldemort and members of the Order of the Phoenix did not officially begin.

Lao Fu knows very well that his current great power is based on the terror of death threats. This seemingly useless power can play a very good role in many cases.

And if you fight against someone weaker than you in an immortal 'event loop', if you can't make the other person feel the fear of death, or completely eliminate the other person, then this kind of fight is not meaningful.

What's more, such an approach can easily weaken other people's fear of him, and in vain only cultivates the self-confidence of others to fight against him.

He is such a smart person, how could he be willing to do such stupid things?

However, he is not a character who can be manipulated by others. Anyway, these people are destined to be killed by him in the future. If he does not insist on holding on to Neville, who is closely guarded by several members of the Order of the Phoenix,

Simply killing a few of them was a way of explaining myself and the battle situation.

As for who to kill, the first choice is of course Harry Potter.

But he didn't expect that Dumbledore, who had been watching with cold eyes, would actually stand in front of him when he launched an attack on Harry Potter.

"Hey hey hey~"

Voldemort raised his head and looked at the huge clock on the building in the distance, laughing wildly, "There's half a minute left. The nuclear bomb will explode in half a minute!"

"But you stood in front of Harry Potter and refused to let me kill him, even though you knew he wouldn't die?"

Dumbledore just looked at him coldly, "He is just a child. The experience of death is a huge harm to anyone. Tom, why do you always do all the bad things!"

Voldemort just laughed wildly and stared excitedly at Harry Potter behind Dumbledore, "I know you too well, Dumbledore, there must be some reason for this!"

"Hey hey hey~"

"Harry Potter?"

Lao Fu licked the corner of his mouth very evilly, tapped Harry's head with the silver-gray wand in his hand, turned around and left with a wild smile.

Anton's 'Trace of Time' magic doesn't know how long it will last. He has enough patience to wait for an opportunity to kill Harry Potter.

Dumbledore pursed his lips and looked at Tom's back, then glanced at Harry with an inexplicable expression, then turned to McGonagall and the others and said, "The next cycle begins, stay by Harry's side!"

Boom~

The nuclear bomb exploded again.

The transformation of New York into a real and bright super-shining "lighthouse of the world" has obviously attracted global attention. Countless forces are seeking various ways to reach here and observe it.

This kind of scene is an extremely magical scene for both Muggles and wizards.

Especially for Muggle scientists, it is the most amazing thing.

because……

Never before has a nuclear bomb exploded so slowly, as if everything was slowing down.

Yes, people in the city can't feel this difference, but to Muggles outside, it's like there is a ball wrapped around the nuclear bomb. The shock wave of the explosion stretches the ball open, and then the ball is opened.

After reaching the extreme, it rebounded again.

As for what this mass of things is, it cannot be observed by scientists, unless they have enough time and equipment to make some potentially effective snoops like indirect observation of "cosmic dark matter".

Based on the information they received from calls from inside the city during the 'Loop of Events', this thing is most likely that magical wizard - Anthony Weasley.

Of course, if they could get more information from the wizard, they might guess that this thing might be the 'trace of time' magic cast by Anton.

What's more, it's the various casting materials used by Anton to cast this magic.

Only Anton knew that it was not him or his magic that stopped the spread of the nuclear explosion.

With the power of the magical mind, he himself had no intention of delaying the explosion. How could he be so idle that he would wrap himself around a nuclear bomb in an attempt to delay the explosion.

Some things will seem ridiculous if you really get to the bottom of it.

Wrapped in the nuclear bomb is the soul of the Death Eater Mulciber. Yes, it was the soul that Anton accidentally brought with him when he cast a spell.

It was also his misfortune. At that time, he was being influenced by the environment and the black magic creatures were breeding in his body. Before he could completely separate from the environment, he was led towards the nuclear bomb by Anton.

The specific process is complicated and boring. To put it simply, the Death Eater Mulciber, along with the magic power of the surrounding environment and the black magic creature, all turned into an assault boat for Anton to surf in the nuclear explosion.

In the realm of the soul, everyone is equal.

Especially at the magical level, the soul has no physical meaning such as size, weight, volume, etc. The soul is the soul, and everyone is born noble.

They are all an important component of the long river of time, they are all an important component of the underlying magical world, and each of them is extremely powerful.

It can be said that no matter whether you are as powerful as Dumbledore or Voldemort, or as special as the time traveler Anton, or as a beggar on the roadside who is in pain and waiting to die, all are equal at the soul level.

What is not equal is that the mind, memory, emotion, will, thinking, etc. are all that show the difference in life.

I will tell you so much because Anton discovered that in this special environment, the Death Eater Mulciber turned into a very special kind of resentful spirit.

Oh~

Not even a wraith.

After all, his emotions, memory, will, etc. were all worn out by the rolling 'traces of time' magic and such terrible things as nuclear explosions.

But this is when the special nature of the soul appears.

The soul that has been stabilized by the long river of time, its 'memory, emotion and will' will exist forever, unless everyone in this world forgets its existence.

This actual situation does not conflict with the theory.

This guy is equivalent to a soul that has been cast an extremely thorough 'forgetting spell'. There is only a few traces of 'memory, emotion and will' left in the 'head', or should be called, time.

trace.

This special state is particularly common in Muggle fairy tales.

In the haunted house on the hill, only ghosts with fixed actions and no memories or emotions are left.

Or you can find something similar in the wizarding world.

The sailors who were tortured in the ancient Azkaban castle were left with dementors who were full of negative emotions and forgot everything.

look!

Anton found dark magical creatures created by nuclear explosions and the magic of 'Trace of Time'.

He called it - the hidden spirit!

As for why we got such a name...

"Professor Voldemort has wrongly accused you. You are simply Voldemort's most loyal subordinate. There is no one among them. Barty is a little brother compared to you!"

Anton clicked his tongue.

Before this guy died, the only thought in his mind was the task his master had given him - to hide the green box that traps magic!

Just ask, are there any better workers than this guy?

ah?

Have it?

It’s simply outrageous!

Anton complained, and couldn't help but start to have a headache. For such a 'black magic creature' that can only be detected at the moment of nuclear explosion, how can he catch the box wrapped in the other party's soul?

He could clearly feel that the source of the imprisoned magic was in this dark magic creature, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and he could not figure it out or touch it.

That feeling was just like when he faced the old wizard who had turned into a ghost. He could see and touch it, but couldn't grasp it.

"interesting!"

Anton's eyes lit up!


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