Chapter 415 The Dark Lord's Father (Modified)

Allen walked downstairs with Penello and Hermione.

As soon as I went down the stairs, I saw my mother Morgan Le Fay directing plates of exquisite dishes to a huge circular dining table in the hall. Wearing a lace-trimmed white gown, she smiled, and when she saw Alan, she reached out and hugged her little son: "Oh Alan, I'm so proud of you."

The tips of Alan's ears were flushed, and he couldn't help being a little ashamed to let his mother hold her in her arms like a child in front of Luna, Hermione, and Penello.

He looked over his mother's shoulders and saw Luna sitting on the wide-armed chair behind the dining table, holding a silver fork between two fingers, fiddling around nimbly. There was a plate of delicate cakes in front of her, half eaten , paused because of Allen's arrival.

Seeing Luna's protruding gray eyes staring at him, Allen coughed twice, and gently broke away from Mrs. Harris' arms.

Then Allen chose to sit next to Luna. Luna raised her arm to fork the cake, and her bare arms were exposed from her fat sleeves. A delicate fragrance wafted from the dressing gown, which was the fresh air after washing.

Everyone sat at the table, and Mr. Harris raised his glass to celebrate Alan's excellent results in the first two rounds, and the atmosphere quickly heated up.

The dinner was delicious and everyone raved about it. Little Emily was serious, smiling and taking care of the three guests Hermione, Luna, and Penello.

"Currant rum? Or the elderflower wine that mom just made before?" Emily asked sweetly. She admired Alan more and more, especially for his performance on the field just now.

"Elderflower Bar, thank you Sweet Bear." Alan felt that the elderflower wine was more refreshing and interesting in this situation, so he asked his sister to fill it up for him. As soon as the wine enters the throat, a sweet pleasure has spread all over the body, from the upper abdomen, to the limbs, and spread to the whole body.

The damp and oppressive feeling in the black lake was thrown away by him in this sweetness. He felt at ease all over, in life, in thought, in body and in soul.

"This was made from nine clean blooming elderflower spikes that Hibiscus had helped me gather earlier, soaked in water with a sliced ​​lemon and two tablespoons of malt vinegar and seven hundred grams of granulated sugar for a full hour. It will be filtered and bottled after 10 days. If it is left for a few days to become more active, the taste will be better-speaking of Furong, she is really a beautiful and considerate girl, and it would be even better if she didn’t have Veela blood.” Morgan Le Faye regretted.

Albert was eating and munching, barely speaking, when he heard his mother's words, he was inattentive and coughed violently due to choking on the food.

"Alan," Owen wanted to criticize the unwiseness of Alan's blatant use of black magic to tarnish his reputation in the game, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of Penello and knew what his youngest son was thinking. The side becomes: "What's up with that wandless flying magic you had in the game?"

"The wandless flight I used in the game is the result of studying the flying ability of dementors." When Owen asked about the spell used by Allen in the game, Allen put down the knife and fork and explained .

"I also got some inspiration from them and researched some other magic." With that, Allen stood up and left the dining table, and walked all the way to the other end of the hall before stopping.

He beckoned for the attention of his family and friends, and then he used the ability imitated from the dementor and approached them slowly.

"This is?" Owen stood up and watched Allen slowly walking in. He felt that his happiness seemed to be taken away, and he was full of sadness and despair.

The evergreen trees and some decorative phalaenopsis placed by the wall along Allen's route also gradually began to wither, and finally turned into residual leaves and fell lightly to the ground.

"This is the ability of the dementors I simulated with mana to affect creatures close to him, but obviously our wizards have far more magic power than dementors, so the actual range is much larger than their own range of influence. In addition Although it is the same as magic that can be cast and maintained without a wand, such as Animagus,

But it should be noted that you must ensure the operation of Occlumency at all times, otherwise it will also have a little negative effect on yourself. "

A bar of dark chocolate flew from the dessert plate on the table and landed in Mr. Harris' hand, which he took a big bite out of.

And Albert also came over and laughed and patted Allen on the shoulder: "When you face multiple enemies alone, this trick should be very useful. Some guys who are not determined are probably under the influence of this magic. Not to mention releasing effective spells, I guess I can’t even do the escaping action. If there are any other good things, take them out.”

Allen rubbed his shoulders as if he couldn't bear it, and let everyone relieve the negative emotions brought about by this spell while laughing.

Afterwards, Allen took everyone to the prison room upstairs.

In the pentagram formation, there was only one dementor floating in the formation. Seeing someone coming in, he instinctively wanted to approach this group of cheerful people, but when he recognized Alan, he unexpectedly Immediately flew in the opposite direction, and when it touched the edge of the imprisonment circle, it was bounced back and fell to the ground.

Alan stretched out his hand, and he grabbed it in the air, and the dementor flew directly towards him. No matter how much it struggled in the air, it couldn't get rid of Alan's shackles.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Allen lifted the dementor's veil and approached the empty mouth under its veil.

A gray air flow floated out of the big hole and flew into Allen's mouth.

The dementor was still struggling desperately at first, and gradually turned into an occasional twitch, and finally its head fell back weakly, floating in mid-air motionless.

Allen put down his hand, it was like a lifeless puppet, like a puddle of mud, fainted and fell to the ground.

Allen waved his wand, and a silver phoenix patron saint sprayed out from the tip of his wand, flying around the dementor, and the dementor turned into a pile of debris at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A gray soul squeezed out from Alan's lips, and Alan waved his wand. The soul floated up and got in from the top of the wand.

"The magic of absorbing soul energy was originally excavated by the Black family from ancient ruins, but the soul that has not had time to purify increases the strength of the user's soul, but it also brings great hidden dangers. The more times it is used, the more it will be used. More and more soul residual imprint pollution will eventually make people crazy."

"From the information I have collected on Voldemort, it can be deduced that he should have also studied dementors. The flying ability was obviously learned from them, and the spell that absorbs the energy of the soul to strengthen his own soul, he should also be Yes. Only in this way can his soul be strong enough to split so many times to create so many Horcruxes."

Allen spoke conclusively, and everyone listened with rapt attention.

"Although it is not sure whether he will use the ability of Dementor's Kiss, it is obvious that he does not have the means to preserve the soul, so he has no way to remove the parts of the soul that we do not need, and the number of times of absorption must not be too much , Of course, this is enough to make his magic power abundant, and the magic spells he uses are amazingly powerful, so he is no longer afraid of ordinary spells."

Allen paused, and said solemnly: "However, because when making a Horcrux, whether it is the step of dividing the soul or directly absorbing the soul, it will cause people's insanity. Judging from the growth footprints left by Voldemort, he is indeed It's just getting crazier, going from a sinister student heartthrob to a total terrorist leader."

As he said, Allen waved the wand in his hand: "The growable wand I made for you, as you fight more, keep nourishing it with magic power, and it will also grow into a wand that can store souls."

"After you learn to imitate the ability of the dementor's kiss, you will have enough time to slowly remove the parts we don't need, and then purify the soul into pure soul energy to strengthen yourself. Just follow this step strictly There is no hidden danger at all, and the increase in the power of the spell and the total amount of magic power is relatively obvious." Allen emphasized in a deep voice.

"But if I want to achieve the soul strength like a fire dragon and be able to resist the killing curse cast by ordinary wizards, I have made a conservative estimate. Based on my current progress, if I absorb it uninterruptedly, it will take about one and a half to two years. Time." Allen stretched out two fingers.

"It is also worth noting that magic resistance can only resist spells that directly use magic power to act on the target itself, such as killing curses, fainting, malicious transformation, etc."

"If the opponent uses ten thousand bullets, except your weapon's spell that directly acts on other objects instead of directly acting on itself, the enhanced magic resistance will not have much effect."

Seeing everyone's different expressions, Allen added: "According to my estimation, only the wands of Albert and Penello, who have been training and fighting frequently, have been nourished by enough magic power to develop this ability. I don't know. Have you ever encountered a situation where the body of the enemy turned into ashes after killing the enemy?"

After finishing speaking, Allen noticed Hermione's frowning: "Of course, playing with the soul has always been considered by the public to be the means of the devil, and it is a very evil thing. Therefore, we must not be swallowed by our own desires." , must not become as unscrupulous as Voldemort in order to gain power. The objects to be absorbed must be carefully selected, for example, you can collect those inhuman felons or some evil creatures, and you must not shoot at ordinary objects. In addition, I recommend It can only be carried out inside the tower, and it must be kept absolutely confidential."

At this time, Allen noticed that Penello pursed his mouth when he heard the selection object: "Penello, every time you use the wand to collect and absorb souls, you have to notify me, and I can only do it when I am present. Don't worry objected, and you know why."

"The monsters like dementors are special because the wand absorbs the soul of the enemy after being killed. And the monsters like dementors, even if you use the killing curse on it, its soul will not leave the body , but will go directly to a new place."

Everyone's curiosity was aroused.

"Before when they used Dementor's Kiss on the psycho killers, I used Legilimency on the victims. During this Legilimency process, I discovered a new place for their souls, which is the same as the dementors themselves. A gray world exuding coldness and despair.

And shortly after it fell to the ground, there would be another soul in the dementor from that other world to take control of its body, so the Avada Kedavra seemed to have no effect on them.

And after using the ability to imitate the dementor's kiss to suck out their souls, their bodies will not be controlled by new dementor souls. Physical bodies that lose their characteristic soul shield are thus able to be truly harmed by the spell. At this time, if you use a spell like Patronus Charm or Sunburst that specifically targets this type of evil creature, the dementor can be completely destroyed. "

There was a lot of information in Allen's words, and everyone was silent for a while before they understood the meaning of his words.

"Finally, there are many doubts about the dementors. What is their biggest secret, the whereabouts of the souls of the victims they kissed, and the new souls that can continuously replenish the dementors' bodies? These dementors What kind of secret is the monster hiding? I still don't have a clue." Allen put his hand on his chin, wondering.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant. After listening to Allen's words, it seemed that the world had become foggy.

Owen walked up to Allen with a solemn expression. Under Allen's astonished eyes, he suddenly opened his mouth in slow motion, widened his eyes on purpose, and exclaimed in a funny tone: "So, I have become The father of a new generation of Dark Lord?"

Seeing Mr. Harris pretending to be slow to react, Allen was stunned. When he recovered, Owen suddenly raised his hands, patted his younger son's face, and laughed at him.