The raven is black all over, and there is some abnormal black slowly spilling around its body, which makes it look like a creature made of darkness.

It looked at William with human eyes, then at the magic array, and then quietly flew over.

Just as William was about to put the crown into the magic bag, the raven chirped, and then went down the middle and back of his body, dropping a black object like bird droppings, right in the heart of the magic circle.

Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and then William waved his wand violently.

"The flames are blazing!" He shouted loudly, and he quickly ignited the Wandering Grass Roots, and then slammed the crown that was about to be stucked into the magic bag at the statue, and his body quickly retreated.

Because William keenly sensed it, for some unknown reason, the protective circle had stopped working.

And the soul inside the crown has awakened.

The raven chirped again, and there was a very human playful glint in his eyes. It flew to the top of the garbage heap and stared at William, apparently about to see a good show.

“***！”

William looked at the black raven and angrily scolded a classic national curse from his previous life.

This damn broken bird!

How it came in!

The air seemed to freeze, and before William could react.

The crown that he threw into the circle gushed out of a black mist, faintly visible, a human face hidden in the black mist, it was a completely undisguised evil, and William's scalp was numb when he saw it.

Broken! Something big is wrong! William scolded the stinky bird angrily in his heart, and his body quickly ran towards the outside of the request-responsive house, thirty-six plans, walking is the best plan, and if you don't run away at this time, you can't run away.

The face of the man in the black mist let out a roar at the fleeing William, and an invisible force erupted and struck William.

He only felt that his body began to become unfamiliar, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and gradually lost the touch of his limbs, so he could only stand in place.

He can't control his body anymore!

Dry! Harry, they didn't have such a big battle when they touched this crown!

Isn't the difference between the protagonists so big?

William cursed inwardly, he tried his best to regain control of his body, but it was too late.

The faces of the people in the black fog looked at the pale blue smoke around them, revealing a hint of hesitation.

But after only a moment's hesitation, it slammed out of the smoke and lunged towards William.

It can be seen that the smoke from the burning of the spirit grass does have a strong damage effect on the soul, and after rushing out of the smoke, the volume of the black mist is obviously a large circle less, and William can already see the soul of Voldemort wrapped inside.

Voldemort's soul, which broke out of the blockade, roared angrily at William, and then slammed into William's body, who had just regained control of his body.

I'm going to get away with it this time! Seeing Voldemort's soul rushing towards him in a daze, William's heart felt as if there were ten thousand grass and mud horses whistling by.

He used his last willpower to ignite the last of the wandering soul roots, and then desperately recalled in his mind the part about the soul struggle in those few soul-related ancient books.

Can't run! I can only give it a go.

It's a long time to say, but the whole thing happened only for a dozen seconds, and seeing that black mist hit William, the raven also quieted down, quietly observing.

William felt a cold, manic will invade his mind, and he desperately clung to his mind, frantically using brain defenses to build mental barriers to resist the invasion of this soul.

William understood that once it completely broke through the barrier, then the William that everyone was familiar with would never come back.

It's still the same body, but in his place will be a cold, crazy soul.

Hold on! His strength is only that, and he must have consumed a lot when he passed through the fog of the Soul Grass just now, as long as he withstood the first few waves of attacks, he would have a chance to flip.

William gritted his teeth and fought desperately to resist Voldemort's spirit's attack, each collision making his mind tremble.

He still remembered an ancient book that said that in the struggle with the soul of the spirit, the side with the body had a clear advantage, because the soul that had completely lost the body and existed independently had no source of strength.

As long as their strength is those, a little consumption is permanently reduced a little, and now William is waiting for an opportunity, consuming the power of Voldemort's soul.

At this time, he could only defend with all his might, because the difference in the levels of the two souls was really a bit huge.

However, Voldemort's soul slammed into the barrier as if it didn't have any intelligence.

This caused William to retreat, and also made most of the entire mind occupied by Voldemort's soul, and from the outside, William's face continued to spread a burst of black, and he had lost control of his body.

Fortunately, Voldemort's soul state seems to be unstable, as if he is an unintelligent beast that only knows how to attack wildly, you know, he can now completely suppress William here and control William's body first.

However, I don't know if it's because I have divided my soul too many times, but this soul is not as wise as the soul in the diary in the original book.

William regained all his strength and stuck to a small corner of his mind, desperately defending the last piece of territory.

Probably because of his rebirth, William, who was a man of two lives, has a tenacity in his soul that far surpasses that of a young wizard of this age.

This allowed him to survive one attack after another, coupled with the effect of the Spirit Grass, gradually, William could feel that Voldemort's soul was getting weaker and weaker in strength, and each attack became not so difficult to resist.

He carefully controlled the Occlumency, little by little, re-expanding the territory of his mind.

In fact, William did not engage in a real soul struggle, he used the mental barrier constructed by the brain defense technique to firmly block Voldemort's soul from the outside, and did not really touch William's soul.

Otherwise, William would definitely be cold.

Voldemort's soul kept fighting back, but his strength was weakened, and he could no longer shake William's barrier.

The blackness on William's face slowly dissipated, and he could feel his control of his body regained. Finally, a hideous, constantly roaring soul was driven out of William's body.

This is a soul that looks a little similar to Voldemort in the original book, and if you ignore the hideousness on your face, it looks a little handsome, because this soul still has a nose!

However, William noticed that at the edge of the soul, there were some jagged cuts, which must have been left by splitting the soul.

William breathed a sigh of relief after he controlled his wand and kept suppressing Voldemort's soul and driving him back into the crown.

Almost, I planted it myself. He carefully put away the crown that returned to normal.

Then, just look around, what about the damn bird?

If it weren't for his own life, he would have been killed by it.

Be sure to slaughter it today!

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