Chapter 134 Voldemort that Can Be Mapped

This debate lasted for a whole week.

This is what Anton did not expect.

Just like what he said to Dumbledore, everyone is an adult, and the world view has long been fixed, and no one can convince anyone.

When we hear a statement that does not conform to our worldview, the first thing we think about is not how to figure out the truth, but to find a way to refute it. This is a self-protection defense mechanism.

This hardly makes any sense.

Of course, if you quietly put Dumbledore on the insidious role, you will find that Voldemort has become more and more weak because of this debate.

He is so weak that as long as he possesses Quirrell, he is either in a recovery state, or can only say a word or two.

No matter how much, either Quirrell can't stand it, or Voldemort can't stand it.

Quirrell's body and even his soul showed on the magic image that he was on the verge of breaking, and Voldemort had cracked into a strange black crack pattern early on.

Lao Fu is proud, he does not allow Dumbledore to be invincible even in theory.

This is his belief and persistence, and no non-reply is allowed, otherwise it will seem to say-haha, you can’t tell, admit it, you are wrong.

Do not! He's just too weak to speak.

He began to frequently possess himself on the rune snake to talk to Anton, and then possessed himself back to Quilo to recover.

Terrible and boring persistence.

But Anton was not without gains. In addition to having a clear understanding of the entire wizarding world, he also clearly drew the image of Voldemort's magic power when he possessed the rune snake.

Includes all the details of the spell 'Mother Tom's Arms'.

There is no mistake in the slightest, a perfect replica.

That night, Anton came to Weasley's hut, waved his wand to put the elephant vine into a defensive state, released the detection spell, and went to the basement again.

The light and shadow recorded the spell, drawing an intricate pattern of black threads in the air in front of him.

Complex to the extreme.

Anton stared at the lines of light in front of his eyes, "What kind of hole trick is this Lao Fu?"

He licked the corner of his mouth, looking forward to it.

The magic power surged, the wand shook, and Anton muttered words. This kind of transformation spell invented by himself did not have any clear pronunciation of characters, but a resonance of body, soul and magic power.

As the magic power in his body boiled to a critical point, Anton waved his wand.

call out!

His body began to change rapidly.

As he continued to grow taller, he could feel his spine stretching crazily, and all the bones in his body were numb.

"A spell of transformation?"

soon!

Anton was surprised to find that he turned into an adult body, tall, thin and pale.

and……

He swung his wand violently, and a mirror made of light appeared in front of him.

What caught my eye was an adult wizard without a nose!

"Fog~ Grass!"

Anton swallowed.

The corners of his mouth twitched, the wand in his fingers turned, and he held it gently in his palm, imitating the poses in the movie, laughing viciously and silently.

Then the wand faced the mirror, "Avada ate a big melon!"

"Quack quack..."

Anton played for a while, but still stretched out his slender, pale fingers in disbelief to caress his noseless face.

"So the bionic spell is not limited to simulating magical animals and herbs, but can also imitate other wizards?"

"Isn't this better than Polyjuice Potion?"

In the end, Anton shook his head. He has seen only Voldemort the only wizard who can be mapped. The other wizards, regardless of their strength, have a whole body of color, and there is no way to map.

Anton approached the mirror again, staring at the figure inside.

"wrong!"

"He's in a wandering spirit state now!"

"If I'm simulating him, I should just be simulating a wandering soul. Why does my body also change to his appearance?"

His eyeballs began to change, countless black mist filled the air, and azure blue lightning surged. This is the spell of 'Grindelwald's eyes'.

Sighting quickly shuttled through the colorful fog, Anton found that his soul had become a wandering spirit like Lao Fu.

The magic power surged on this wandering soul, maintaining his state.

It can be predicted that when the magic power disappears, he will immediately change back to himself.

"That's weird, what I simulated should only be the soul!"

and!

Anton's soul has turned into the shape of Voldemort, but he still feels like himself!

He has seen the introduction of Animagus, that kind of transformation, human behavior will be affected by the body of the beast, especially in terms of diet.

For example, after becoming a dog, seeing a lump of...

Well, Anton shook his head, telling himself not to think about that weird scene.

"so!"

"Soul and body are a state of mutual influence!"

"On a deeper level, the id, soul and body influence each other."

Once again verified the correctness of his 'Trinity Theory'.

The magic power surged, and he changed back to his own appearance again. Countless knowledge about these three aspects quickly flipped through in his mind, to support the whole set of theories bit by bit.

Unknowingly, he has already walked on the path of his own theory.

...

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"I don't have any strength to teach you, Anthony." Voldemort possessed Quirrell, stood in front of the oriel window, leaning on the railing with both hands, silently watching the night of the school outside the window.

"I'm about to fall into a deep sleep..."

"Cooperate with Qiluo, find the unicorn and restore my strength..."

"Then get the Philosopher's Stone and bring me back to life..."

"You are a little different from me. You know how to be grateful. I can see that you will help me get the Philosopher's Stone."

"Gratitude? A silly yet comforting trait." Voldemort let out a cryptic laugh.

"You have to know one thing, I can be resurrected, there are two choices." He was still looking at the scenery of the school, greedily looking at every corner, "Sorcerer's Stone, or you!"

"If you fail to obtain the Philosopher's Stone, that is the day you die, you are smart and should have such a clear understanding."

Anton was silent for a long time, pursed his lips, and looked up at him, "Okay, I will help Quirrell walk to the Mirror of Erised, and I can do nothing else."

Voldemort nodded slightly, "Very well."

"Finally, I will teach you a lesson, remember, just one sentence."

Voldemort turned his head and looked at Anton indifferently, "If you want to study the soul, you must first study the body. All wizards are going in the wrong direction!"

Anton was stunned, "Body?"

Voldemort sneered, "What a stupid question, if there is no flesh and blood body, how can a soul be born?"

The door of the office opened automatically with a soft click.

"Leave, our teaching is over."

"Remember, without the Philosopher's Stone, I want you!"

Anton looked at Lao Fu complicatedly, and finally bowed deeply, "Thank you, Professor."

The corner of Voldemort's mouth raised slightly, "An interesting life experience, I hope this is just the beginning."