Allen led Penello and Hermione downstairs.
As soon as he came down the stairs, he saw Mrs. Harris directing plates of exquisite dishes to a huge round dining table in the hall.
She wore a white robe with lace and smiled wholeheartedly. When she saw Allen, she reached out and hugged her son. "Oh, Allen, I'm so proud of you."
Allen's ears were red. In front of Luna, Hermione, and Penello, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed to be hugged by his mother like a child.
He looked over Mrs. Harris's shoulder and saw Luna sitting on a wide armchair behind the dining table. She was holding a silver fork between two fingers and was twirling it nimbly. In front of her was a plate of exquisite cake. She had already eaten half of it, but because of the arrival of Allen and the others, she stopped eating.
Seeing Luna's smiling eyes, Allen coughed twice and gently broke free from Mrs. Harris's embrace.
Allen chose to sit beside Luna. Luna raised her arm to fork the cake, revealing her bare arm under her large sleeve. A delicate fragrance wafted out of the robe. It was the fresh smell of freshness after freshening up.
Everyone sat at the dining table. Mr. Harris raised his glass to celebrate Allen's excellent results in the first two rounds of the competition. The atmosphere quickly warmed up.
Everyone was full of praise for the delicious food at dinner. Little Emily was serious, smiling as she took care of the three guests, Hermione, Luna, and Penello.
"Cortón or Larozburg?" Emily asked sweetly. She admired Allen more and more.
"Cortón. Thank you, Emily." Allen felt that Cortón wine was more to his taste, so he let Emily fill his glass. A sweet pleasure had already spread throughout his body. It was warm, rushing from his abdomen to his limbs and ending in his entire body.
The dampness and stifling feeling of being in the Black Lake were thrown out of his mind by this sweetness. He felt comfortable all over, comfortable in life, in thought, in body, in soul.
"This is a gift from Hibiscus Chinensis. She is really a beautiful and considerate girl. It would be better if she didn't have the Mei Wa bloodline." Mrs. Harris said regretfully.
Albert had been gorging on his food and barely speaking. When he heard what Mrs. Harris said, he choked on his food and coughed violently.
"Eren," Mr. Harris wanted to criticize Eren for using black magic so openly in the competition to tarnish his reputation, but he suddenly glanced at Penello and changed the topic. "What's the matter with the flying magic you used in the competition?" Mr. Harris asked Penello, "What's with the flying magic you used in the competition?"
"The flying without a stick that I used in the competition was the result of studying the flying ability of the Dementors." When Mr. Harris asked about the magic spell that Allen used in the competition, Allen put down his knife and fork and explained.
"I also got some inspiration from them and studied some other magic." With that, Allen stood up and left the table. He walked to the other end of the hall before stopping.
He waved his hand to get Mr. Harris and the others to pay attention. Then, he used the ability that he imitated from the Dementors and slowly approached them.
"What's this?" Mr. Harris stood up and looked at Allen who was slowly approaching. He felt as if his happiness had been taken away, and his heart was filled with sadness and despair.
In Allen's path, the evergreen trees and some decorative butterfly orchids on the wall gradually began to wither. Finally, they turned into broken leaves and fell lightly to the ground.
"This is the ability of the Dementors that I imitated with my magic power. It can affect the ability of the creatures near it, but obviously, we wizards have much more magic power than the Dementors, so the actual range of influence is much larger than the Dementors themselves. In addition, although it can be used and maintained without a wand like the Animagus, you have to be careful that you have to make sure that the Brain Seal is running at all times. Otherwise, it will have some negative effects on you."
A piece of dark chocolate flew out from the dessert plate on the table and into Mr. Harris's hand. He took a big bite.
Abbott also strode over and patted Allen on the shoulder with a hearty laugh as he said, "When you face multiple enemies on your own, this should be very useful. Some people with weak willpower will most likely not even be able to escape under the influence of this spell, let alone unleash an effective spell. What other good things do you have? Take them out. "
Allen pretended that he could not bear it and rubbed his shoulder, so that the negative emotions caused by the magic could be alleviated amidst the laughter of the others.
After that, Allen led everyone to the confinement room upstairs.
In the pentagram, there was only one Dementor floating in the circle. When it saw that someone had come in, it instinctively wanted to approach the group of people who were exuding a cheerful atmosphere. However, when it recognized Allen, it immediately flew in the opposite direction. When it hit the edge of the confinement circle, it was immediately bounced back and fell to the ground.
Allen reached out and grabbed the air. The Dementor flew directly to him. No matter how hard it struggled in the air, it could not escape from Allen's grasp.
Under the astonished gaze of everyone, Allen lifted the mask of the Dementor and moved closer to the hollow mouth under the mask.
A gray stream of air floated out of the big hole and flew into Allen's mouth.
At first, the Dementor was still struggling desperately, but gradually, its body twitched occasionally. Finally, its head fell back weakly and floated in the air, motionless.
Allen put down his hand. The Dementor was like a lifeless doll, like a pile of mud, fainted and fell to the ground.
Allen waved his magic wand, and a silver Phoenix Guardian Angel shot out from the tip of his wand and flew around the Dementor. The Dementor turned into a pile of debris at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A gray soul squeezed out from Allen's lips. Allen waved his magic wand, and the soul floated up and went into the tip of the wand.
"The Soul Absorption spell was originally discovered by the Blake family from ancient ruins. However, without time to purify the soul, while strengthening the strength of the user's soul, it also brings a lot of hidden dangers. The more it is used, the more the soul will be contaminated by the residual imprints of the soul, which will drive the user crazy.
"From the information I collected about Lord Voldemort, it can be inferred that he should have also studied the Dementors. He obviously learned the ability to fly from them, and he should also know the spell to strengthen his own soul by absorbing the energy of the soul. Only in this way can his soul be strong enough to split so many times and make so many soul tools. "
Allen spoke with certainty, and everyone listened with rapt attention.
"Although I'm not sure if he knows how to use the Dementor's Kiss ability, it's obvious that he doesn't have the means to preserve the soul, so he can't get rid of the parts of the soul that we don't need. The number of times he absorbs the soul must not be too many. Of course, this is enough to make him full of magic, and the power of the curse is amazing, so he doesn't need to be afraid of ordinary spells."
Allen paused and said solemnly, "However, when making soul tools, whether it's the steps of splitting the soul or the direct absorption of the soul, it will make the user's mind go crazy. From the footprints left behind by Lord Voldemort as he grew up, he is indeed getting crazier and crazier, from the sinister and charming student he was when he was a student, to a complete terrorist leader. "
After saying that, Allen waved the magic wand in his hand, "This is a magic wand that I made for you guys can grow. As you fight more and more, use your magic to nourish it, and it will grow into a magic wand that can store souls."
"After you learn how to imitate the Dementor's Kiss ability, you will have enough time to slowly get rid of the parts we don't need, and then purify the soul into pure soul energy to strengthen yourself. As long as you follow these steps strictly, there will be no hidden dangers at all, and the power of the curse and the total amount of magic will increase significantly. "Allen emphasized in a deep voice.
"But if you want to reach the soul strength of a fire dragon, and be able to resist the Killing Curse cast by ordinary wizards, I estimate that with my current progress, it will take about one and a half to two years if I don't stop absorbing the soul." Allen stretched out two fingers.
"It's also worth noting that magic resistance can only be used to resist curses like Killing Curse, Dizziness, Malicious Transformation, and so on, which directly affect the target's body with magic."
"If the opponent uses a Ten Thousand Bullets or a Weapon that directly affects other objects instead of the target's body, the enhanced magic resistance won't be of much use."
Seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, Allen added, "According to my estimation, only Albert and Penello, who often train and fight, have their wands been nourished with enough magic to grow this ability. I don't know if you guys have encountered a situation where the enemy's body turned into ashes after killing them?"
After saying that, Allen noticed that Hermione's brows were knitted together. "Of course, toying with souls has always been regarded by the public as a means of the devil. It's a very evil thing. Therefore, we must not be swallowed by our own desires, and we must not become as unscrupulous as Lord Voldemort in order to obtain power. You must choose the target carefully, such as those inhumane felons or some evil creatures, but you must not target ordinary targets. Also, I suggest that the soul absorption can only be carried out in the tower, and it must be done in absolute secrecy. "
At this time, Allen noticed that Penello pursed his lips when he heard about the target selection. "Penello, every time you use your wand to collect and absorb souls, you have to inform me. I can only do it when I'm present. Don't be in a hurry to object, you know why. I'm doing this for your own good. "
"Monsters like Soul Catchers are special because the wand absorbs the soul of the enemy after they are killed. For monsters like Soul Catchers, even if you use Killing Curse on them, their souls will not leave their bodies, but directly enter a new place. "
Everyone's curiosity was piqued.
"Previously, when they used Soul Catcher's Kiss on the psychopathic murderer, I used Soul Retrieval on the victims. In the process, I found a new place for their souls, a gray world that exudes the same coldness and despair as the Soul Catcher itself.
Not long after it falls to the ground, another soul will come out of the Soul Catcher's body from that foreign world to take control of its body. That's why Avada's Curse does not seem to have any effect on them.
After using an ability that imitates Soul Catcher's Kiss to suck out their souls, their bodies will not be controlled by a new Soul Catcher's soul. Without the protection of their souls, the physical body can be truly damaged by the curse. At this time, if you use a curse like Guardian Charm or Burning Sun Blast to deal with this kind of evil creature, the Soul Catcher will be completely destroyed. "
There was a lot of information in Allen's words. Everyone was silent for a while before they understood the meaning of his words.
"Finally, there are many mysteries surrounding the Soul Catchers. Their biggest secret, the place where the souls of the victims who have been kissed by them go, and the foreign world where new souls can be continuously replenished into the Soul Catcher's body, what is it? What kind of secret are these Soul Catchers hiding? I still don't have a clue. "Alan stroked his chin with his hand and asked doubtfully.
The atmosphere in the room was stagnant. After listening to Allen's words, it seemed that the world had become foggy.
Mr. Harris walked in front of Allen with a solemn expression. Under Allen's surprised gaze, he suddenly opened his mouth and deliberately widened his eyes. In a funny tone, he exclaimed, "So, in other words, I have become the father of the new generation of The Dark Lord?"
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