The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Now that Helena had made up her mind, Ye Ting said no more.

He put the crown on the desk in the classroom, and then looked at Helena.

"Shall we start now?"

"Yeah!" Helena nodded, "It's not too late.

"Okay," Ye Ting thought for a while and then reminded, "You have to be prepared at any time. Later, I will personally use my soul attack to crush the Dark Lord's soul fragments. When I succeed, I will give it to you. Tip, then you must act immediately and enter the crown as quickly as possible, otherwise, the structurally unbalanced crown may be damaged at any time.

"Understood," Helena nodded, "So, how do I enter the Crown Widow? Using Ghost's prank method? Just like Peeves often does?"

Helena still remembered that Peeves would often hide in the armor on the corridor, or in the drawer of the small necromancer, and then suddenly emerge, startling people.

But Ye Ting shook his head.

"No, it can't be like this," he said, "This is different from the Ghost drilling into an ordinary entity. Simply drilling into the crown will not do anything. You must establish a special connection with the crown. When the time comes, I will use the magic wand To guide you, you must let go of your body and mind and accept the guidance of my magic, and then I will use the wand as a medium to connect you to the crown.

"Okay, I understand." Helena nodded seriously, "I can start at any time."

"Then, let me first destroy the sin of the Dark Lord.

In Helena's eyes, Ye Ting took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, looking ready to go.

The next moment, Ye Ting's eyes suddenly opened.

However, what surprised Helena was that at the moment, Ye Ting's eyes were not the deep and intelligent black that she liked originally.

Now, his pupils have turned golden, and there seems to be flames burning in those golden pupils, exuding an astonishing aura.

Even Helena, who has become Ghost, can clearly feel this kind of momentum.

She took a deep look at Ye Ting. When her eyes met Ye Ting's inadvertently, she suddenly felt that the person staring at her was no longer a human being, but a greater and more majestic existence.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Helena thought in shock.

She was certain that this was not caused by some kind of magic, and she also knew that there was no magic in the world that could make such a big change in the nature of a necromancer.

No!

She suddenly thought.

This kind of magic does exist, and there is indeed magic that can change a person's essence.

But how is this possible? If it was this kind of magic, the boy should have become crazy long ago.

The magic that Helena thought of was Animagus.

Moreover, this is not an ordinary Animagus. An ordinary Animagus can truly transform a necromancer into an animal. However, even if the transformation is successful, the soul of the necromancer still lives in the animal body.

However, the failed Animagus is different.

If Agmanis fails and loses control, the transformed body will lose itself, thinking of itself as the transformed animal, and eventually become the original animal.

Although this effect only allows the transformer to possess the soul of a necromancer with animal thinking, it is the closest to the effect just now.

Helena still remembers that Ye Ting was the first Animagus in history to transform into a magical creature.

She suspected that the inhumanly powerful aura just now came from some powerful magical creature - although the intensity was beyond her understanding.

At the moment, although Helena had questions about Ye Ting, she could only continue to read. She had to wait until she finished what she was doing before getting answers from Ye Ting.

Helena continued to look and saw Ye Ting's wand pointed directly at the crown on the table.

However, the tip of the wand did not produce any magical light, and there were no magical effects around it.

If there was a necromancer watching this scene, he would definitely think that Ye Ting was just pretending to wave the wand.

However, in the eyes of Helena, Miss Ghost, everything is different.

In her opinion, Ye Ting seemed to have the soul of a Dragon living in his body.

As for Ye Ting, as a living person, his soul should have stayed in his body and not been released.

But as his momentum changed, the wand waved.

His soul was like a dragon that had been sleeping for many years and finally woke up.

Now, she finally knew where Ye Ting's changes came from and what his Animagus was.

It's Dragon.

He is actually Dragon's Animagus.

Not the fire dragon like Beast today, but the great Dragon that rages in myths and legends.

Asking for flowers...

She saw the Dragon slowly stand up, raise its head high, then spread its wide and elegant wings, and stretch out.

Then, the Dragon took a deep breath.

The next moment, Dragon stretched its head forward, opened its mouth wide, and the dragon's breath sprayed out from the mouth toward the crown.

This dragon's breath is not a flame, it is colorless, invisible and formless, but Helena can feel the amazing power of the flame.

As a Ghost who is not affected by matter and most ordinary magic, Helena actually feels an instinctive fear of the colorless flame.

Her soul was trembling, telling her that the flames in front of her were very dangerous.

Although the flame has no color, Helena can still see that the flame has sprayed onto the crown.

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Immediately afterwards, a sharp and miserable cry came from the crown.

However, only Helena could hear this sound.

This is the scream of the soul.

Then, Helena saw a black soul in the shape of a skull emerging from the crown.

But at the moment, this supposedly powerful and evil soul was like an ordinary person on fire, struggling painfully in the colorless flames.

His screams became louder and more painful, and gradually, even ordinary people could hear them.

If Ye Ting hadn't made arrangements in advance, a necromancer or professor would soon be aware of everything happening in this classroom.

Seeing the miserable condition of Voldemort's soul, Helena felt happy but also felt a trace of fear.

That's because she clearly saw that Voldemort's soul was constantly shrinking as the flames burned.

The speed of shrinking was so fast, it was as if his soul was the fuel of the fire.

No, Helena was certain that Voldemort's soul was the fuel for this flame.

This is actually a flame that can burn the soul.

What a terrible flame this is.

Helena couldn't help but glance at Ye Ting in awe.

What did this boy create?

If everyone can use the flame that can burn the soul, then this is the flame that can compete with Li Huo.

She felt that even a Ghost like herself would be burned out after being exposed to a trace of such flames, and there would be no possibility of escape. .