Chapter 167: Separation
Regarding Voldemort's soul's intention to infect Harry's soul, Romon knew about it a long time ago, after all, he had some content from [Harry Potter] in his memory, and the news of Voldemort's Horcrux happened to be part of those contents. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
When Harry was young, Romon had examined Harry's soul and confirmed that Harry's soul was indeed abnormal.
It's just that at that time, he didn't have the strength, and he could only keep observing and didn't take any action to remove Voldemort's soul fragments while protecting the absolute safety of Harry's own soul.
But now that Romon has obtained a mysterious inheritance within the Heart of the World, and has become a first-level wizard by devouring the marrow of the world, the strength basis to solve this problem is no longer a problem.
As for the solution, Romon already had an idea in mind, and after arranging the next plan of action of the Bone Bell Tower, Romon focused all his energy on solving Harry's soul problem.
In addition to Harry's connection to his bloodline, there is also a very important point, Harry's fourth-level soul qualification is also highly valued by Romon .
Luo Meng knew that when he devoured the marrow of the world, the fate of this miniature world for the next tens of hundreds of years had already been doomed, and he should not try in vain to see the future from this barren world.
Want to increase the proportion of wizard apprentices with a level 4 soul qualification, and want to break through the level 5 soul qualification of a full-fledged wizard without any bottlenecks?
Dream on!
And whether it is potions, minerals, or even magical creatures in this world today, in Luo Meng's eyes, the positioning is for the ordinary consumption of wizard apprentices, and if you want to refine some precious potions, it is almost impossible to think about it.
Originally, this world also had a chance to return to normal, but after Luo Meng devoured the marrow of the world, this world has lost this opportunity, and can only accumulate the marrow of the world little by little over the long years, and slowly improve the potential of the world.
"I'd love to see Dumbledore's face when he found out about it, it must be exciting......"
With a playful smile, Romon activated the witch circle on the bench, and Harry wanted to ask something more, but he lost consciousness in an instant, and his body collapsed limply on the bench.
Grimacing his shoulders, a green light swept over Harry's head, casting a gray cast in front of Romon's eyes, and the landscape turned upside down.
A gray-black mist filled the entire chamber, and Romon stretched out his right hand, finding that his wizard's robe was covered with dust, while his right hand, which was stretched out of his cuffs, was now bruised and shriveled.
Nodding slightly, Romon set his gaze on the test bench, where Harry had vanished, leaving only a withered corpse, sunken empty eye sockets glowing green, and the muscles on his face seemed to be rotting to the point of falling off at any moment.
This kind of terrifying scene is really chilling.
Romon didn't need to look to know that his appearance at this time was probably not much different from Harry's appearance at this time, after all, his bruised and shriveled palms at this time were not normal colors at all.
However, Romon didn't have a frightened expression, after all, all this was in his cognition, just a means to solve Harry's soul problem, so Romon just looked at the changes a little, and then focused on Harry's dry body.
Harry's shriveled head, to be exact.
A three-inch-long wind blade appeared on his fingertips, and he made a slight gesture above Harry's withered head at this time, and it was as if he was sure of something, and the sharp wind blade instantly sliced through the dry head.
The two halveed halves of the head fell on both sides of the experimental table, and a pile of black liquid like a living creature flowed out of the two halves of the skull, and an ordinary person would probably fall unconscious in a scream when he saw this kind of scene!
His eyelids twitched slightly, and the wind blades on Luo Meng's fingertips dissipated, instead paying a curious attention to the flowing black liquid.
At the location of Harry's original head, the black liquid at this time had strangely gathered in a ball, and in the wriggling, a white soul came out of the black tissue, and Romon was very sure that this was Harry's soul.
The contrast between Harry's white soul and the surrounding environment was stark in color, but a closer look at Romon could still reveal that one-fifth of Harry's white soul was covered with a strange whiteness.
"Hee-hee...... Hey...... Quack ......"
A distorted white face appeared in the fifth of the miserable white souls, and a ghostly voice sounded in this room, making Romon frown, and quickly relaxed.
"Even if your body is in front of me, it's just a matter of moving your fingers, why can you pretend to be like this with a broken soul?"
The blue-purple shriveled right hand seemed to have faded, erasing the camouflage of the outside world, revealing Luo Meng's originally white palm, his five fingers slightly bent, and he grasped the white soul.
The slender fingers are like a pianist playing a tune, and they seem to be tapping on the white soul in a chaotic manner, but when you look closely, it seems to have a different charm.
At a certain point in time, the speed of the finger striking the soul suddenly increased, like a storm above the white soul, accompanied by a strange fluctuation, and the fifth, the miserable white soul that originally belonged to Voldemort began to tremble in the soul alone.
At this time, Luo Meng's expression was also serious, and his left hand, which had also returned to white skin unconsciously, was also attached to the white soul.
"It's almost time......"
Romon muttered softly, and his right hand, which had been beating, stopped suddenly, and then slowly raised his right hand as if he was extremely forced, and the seemingly ordinary action caused the one-fifth of the miserable white soul to let out a terrible scream, and even the head of 'Harry', which was divided into two halves, showed a painful expression.
Little by little, the White Soul was separated from Harry's soul, and the vacant place of the White Soul was filled in by the essence of the world instilled by Romon's left hand, allowing Harry's white soul to maintain the same volume all the time.
Half-loud, looking at the Voldemort soul in his hand that was turning gray-black, Romon was relieved, and according to the opposite procedure before, Romon pressed the white soul mass that was no longer variegated at this time into the black liquid, and re-sewed the dry head that was split in half.
Everything was exactly the same as at the beginning, except for the gray-black soul fragment belonging to Voldemort that had been held in Romon's hand, and as Romon's gears and pointers' eyes began to turn, the gray-black decay around them gradually faded, and Harry on the laboratory table also returned to his normal appearance, and was asleep at this time......