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Chapter 724 The Crown, the Abandoned Horcrux
Chapter 724 The Crown, the Abandoned Horcrux
Sheron obtained the Gryffindor sword through a clever trick, which is quite different from truly drawing it from the Sorting Hat through courage.
The most important point is that Xiren can still clearly feel the weight of the sword, and it is also very difficult to affect it with magic.
So when he first used it, Siren held the Slytherin locket more than he wielded the sword.
But this time the situation is a little different.
With Dumbledore's help, Sherren no longer needed to go through so much trouble.
No one knows what Dumbledore did, but the originally heavy sword suddenly became as light as a quill pen. With a gentle tap of his wand, Sirius froze it in mid-air.
Then all you need to do is place the sword tip on the rusty crown as if you were writing with a quill pen.
After absorbing the basilisk's venom, the moment the sword touched the crown, Siron heard a faint sound.
It sounded like charcoal melting ice, or like a howl coming from a great distance.
Without pausing, Xilun continued to manipulate the sword, writing one different magical rune after another on the crown.
The howling grew louder.
As if sensing the threat of death, a large amount of black smoke instantly billowed from the crown.
The smoke formed a giant face in mid-air—Voldemort's face, but it looked even more terrifying.
He opened his empty mouth and let out a series of chilling screams.
The roars of men, the screams of women, and the cries of children, along with pleas for mercy and curses—Silen felt as if countless different voices were simultaneously crowding into his ears.
A moment of disorientation made Xilun stop instinctively.
However, these sounds soon disappeared again.
Siren guessed that this must have been Dumbledore's doing, so he took a deep breath with relief and continued to control the sword as it landed on the crown.
It must be said, the basilisk's venom was really effective. Soon, Siren had covered the inside of the crown with magical runes.
The next step is the most important one.
Honestly, before this, besides considering how to inscribe the runes, Siren also had a very tricky problem: how to force out Voldemort's soul fragments.
If the opponent is determined to hide in the crown, Xilun really has no way to deal with it. In the end, he will probably have to abandon the original plan and destroy the Horcrux and the soul fragment together.
But upon sensing the threat, Voldemort's soul fragments emerged on their own, roaring and trying to influence Siron.
This makes things much simpler.
Siren took out his wand, Silvermane, and a blue unicorn ghost appeared in the barn, charging straight at the Voldemort head formed from black mist before it could react.
The holy unicorn is naturally immune to all dark magic, not to mention the added advantage of the silver mane. In just one moment, Voldemort's head exploded like fireworks.
Although this thing was originally a fragment of Voldemort's soul and would certainly not die again, the unicorn's attack was not entirely ineffective; at least its consciousness was temporarily lost.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xilun seized the smaller black wisps of smoke and forcibly stuffed them into the engraved runes, using them as cores for his staff.
Siren had done something similar twice before and was quite skilled at it. Even though Voldemort's soul fragments began to struggle desperately after regaining some consciousness, they couldn't stop him from continuing.
Because there is more than one person here, whenever that head comes together again, the unicorn's soul will smash it apart once more.
Xilun always manages to seize the brief moments when the other party's consciousness disappears, thus significantly accelerating the progress.
Correspondingly, Voldemort's head also shrank smaller and smaller. From the size of a room, it gradually shrank to the size of a broom, and then became about the size of a Quake.
At this point, Xilun's plan is more than half complete. All that's left is for it to transform into a wandering ball and eventually into the Golden Snitch, at which point it will be completely finished.
However, things did not go as Xilen had imagined.
When Voldemort's face shrank to the size of a Quake ball, it suddenly exploded on its own.
This time it had nothing to do with the unicorn; it exploded on its own, turning into countless smaller fragments of its soul once again.
Some of the fragments were captured by Sherren and Dumbledore, but not all. Many more pieces passed straight through the walls and ceiling surrounding the barn and disappeared.
"This is troublesome," Dumbledore said softly.
Voldemort's soul fragment gave up resisting. It voluntarily relinquished the Horcrux and also freed itself from its constraints, no longer needing to cling to the Horcrux.
Afterwards, those fragments will instinctively return to the main soul and tell it everything before they completely dissipate.
This can be considered a form of self-protection for Horcruxes, but it is rarely used.
After all, the purpose of creating Horcruxes is to ensure their continued existence, rather than for them to self-destruct when faced with danger.
Furthermore, voluntarily giving up a Horcrux isn't so simple; it takes time. Most people, however, destroy a Horcrux in an instant.
For example, when he destroyed the Hufflepuff Cup, he used Phoenix Fox's Tears.
Phoenix tears possess the most powerful healing effect in the magical world, capable of healing almost any wound in an instant.
This ability, however, is deadly to dark magic. Though a bit extravagant, it was very effective; a single drop caused the fragments of soul within the golden cup to vanish completely amidst agonizing howls.
Cases like Sheren are rare—well, there aren’t any, in any case, Dumbledore had never seen one before.
"We'd better hurry," Dumbledore said, looking up at the bright sky.
"I have a feeling Tom might be coming soon; he would never let his Horcrux be destroyed."
"I'm sorry, Professor," Siren said.
"It's alright, he'll find out sooner or later," Dumbledore said calmly. "Besides, didn't we already guess this would happen? That's why we chose such a secluded place."
"Professor, can you stop him?" Siren asked.
The crown before them was shaking violently. Although the "core" of the staff was already filled with magical runes, it would still take some time before it was fully fused.
"I'm afraid I can't stop them this time," Dumbledore said.
Siren thought he had misheard, until he turned around and saw Dumbledore's meaningful gaze.
"Listen to me, Siren."
"We need an opportunity, and Tom needs an opportunity—so why don't we make one?"
"What opportunity?" Xilun didn't quite understand.
"An opportunity to make Tom lose his mind, and at the same time, to make him have no more scruples," Dumbledore said. "I never thought of it before, but now it has appeared."
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