Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 219 Amnesia? Mental Derangement? An Unexpected Turn of Events!

"We've captured the giant snake Nagini, but the fragment of Voldemort's soul within it has been stolen. The operation didn't go smoothly; we'll discuss the details later."

The most important thing now is how to deal with Voldemort's berserk soul!

Dudley gave a brief explanation, then continued looking at the 'water in a bottle' monitor, and asked, "No one else knows about this, right? Mrs. Pomfrey..."

"No! Mrs. Pomfrey and Snape went to treat Moody and didn't come to this intensive care unit all night."

No one else was around, and I just set up a soundproof barrier for this room, so no one else knows.

Dumbledore quickly replied that he believed the secrecy had been handled fairly well.

After hearing Old Deng's reply, Dali turned to look at the wall of the corridor not far away, where several portraits were hanging, and the people in the portraits were fast asleep with their eyes closed.

"Let's see if Eckeris can survive this ordeal! If she can, we need to change the memories of those portraits so they know that screams were heard in this ward tonight."

If Ecclesia doesn't survive this ordeal, we'll rush in immediately and capture Voldemort's main soul first!

Dali offered the best solution he could think of in a short time.

He dared not kill Voldemort's main soul right now.

Who knows whether, after Voldemort's main soul died, the fragmented souls within the Banner of Souls advanced to become the main soul, or whether Voldemort's main soul was resurrected in Horcruxes, including Harry's, which were outside his personal space.

Neither of these outcomes was what Dudley and Dumbledore wanted to see.

Now, they had to pray that Ecclesiastes could endure what ordinary people could not and survive the unconscious, insane torment of Voldemort's main soul.

In this situation, they can't rush in to help. Who knows if Voldemort's main soul still has any remaining consciousness?

If they were to see them, and they were unable to erase Voldemort's main soul and Ecclesia's memories without revealing any flaws, then all their previous efforts would only last until today.

"Sigh, this is the only way!"

Dumbledore sighed, his eyes remaining constantly connected to Peeves the Invisible's eyes, which were observing from inside the ward, so that he could react immediately.

Dudley also monitored and observed using the 'water in the bottle,' while simultaneously casting the Disillusionment Charm on himself and Dumbledore.

Although they reminded the three professors and Sirius to go directly to the principal's office, since going to the principal's office on the eighth floor wouldn't involve passing by here, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Dumbledore was multitasking, using the Extrasensory Charm to sense his surroundings while also observing Voldemort's main soul with his eyes. He relied entirely on his reaction speed to deal with unexpected situations, which was ultimately not as direct and convenient as invisibility.

Inside the intensive care unit, Erkris's expression became even more pained. She looked at Voldemort's main soul wreaking havoc inside and outside her abdomen, her eyes revealing deep-seated hatred and fear.

She was about to give up.

Despite the pain, Eckeris mustered all her strength to move her right hand and slowly reached for the bedside table next to her, where her wand lay.

Voldemort is insane and wants to die, but she's not insane and can't die!

She still has her family mission to fulfill!

She was determined to survive, and taking advantage of Voldemort's deranged state and inability to control the vicious curse in her spinal cord, she used the Killing Curse to kill Voldemort's soul!

Completely change her current situation of being controlled by others, and also allow herself to survive, changing her fate of being ripped out and bleeding to death!

Closer! Ecclesia tilted her head and saw her right hand approaching the wand on the bedside table!

Almost there!

"What are you trying to do, my loyal servant?"

Suddenly, a chilling voice came from Ecclesia's abdomen.

This caused Ecclesia's expression to freeze, and her right hand also froze.

She turned back in disbelief and laboriously tilted her head back slightly, only to see Voldemort's main spirit, shrouded in black smoke, rising from her stomach, no longer struggling or frantic.

Instead, he stared at her with a pair of terrifying, blood-red eyes and asked her a cold question.

"Cough... Master... I... I'm in so much pain. I need to heal myself, and while I'm at it... see if I can help you regain consciousness."

Ecclesia was pale and her lips were white, but she still desperately tried to rationalize her behavior by using the Occupy Central technique.

Merlin's astrological crystal ball! Show me your power! Why is her fate so tragic?!

"Hahahaha! You piece of trash, you look like a dead fish that's been gutted!"

Voldemort's main spirit suddenly sneered maniacally, the grotesque face simulated by black smoke arrogant and foolish.

Now that he has regained his senses, he should have given Ecclesia a good talking-to and made her continue to work diligently for him.

Instead of mindlessly mocking his only remaining close subordinate, as he is doing now.

This is not the level of intelligence Voldemort's main soul has ever shown.

He regained consciousness, but it seemed he wasn't fully awake; his thoughts were fluctuating, and he became even more unpredictable, mentally unstable, and tyrannical.

"Master...you..."

Ecclesia was furious with Voldemort's spirit, but reason prevailed, so she probed him with her words.

"What master? Call me Lord Dark Lord! Oh, right, I want to drink blood! I want to drink unicorn blood! I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to drink!"

Voldemort's main spirit danced wildly again, muttering incantations, and then he opened his large, black smoke-like mouth and inhaled into the air.

He sucked all the blood that had flowed out of Eckeris into his mouth.

The blood, filtered through Voldemort's main soul, had its life force drained and was then poured back into Ecclesia's stomach, causing her even greater pain and discomfort.

But Ecclesia dared not show any dissatisfaction.

What is more terrifying than an evil and ruthless master?

He is an evil and brain-dead master whose next move and thought are completely unpredictable!

Voldemort's main spirit drank all of Ecclesia's blood that had leaked out, and after a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly became serious and said indignantly:

"This Easterner who appeared out of nowhere! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! This is outrageous! He actually captured the fragment of my soul that I had worked so hard to create! And he even used black flames to burn my fragment of soul in that tattered flag!"

"If I hadn't severed the connection with my split soul, I would no longer be the wise, intelligent, and unparalleled Dark Lord!"

But this somewhat unserious seriousness didn't last long, and Voldemort's main spirit soon became incoherent and unserious again.

He continued muttering:

"And that good-for-nothing Little Barty! Who's Little Barty again... uh... no! It's that Easterner's wanted poster that attracted that foul-mouthed fat kid and those professors! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Um... what's the little chubby boy's name? And who are you? How did you get into my belly? No, how did I get into your belly? No, I'm on your belly now... um..."