Victor has never found a solution that satisfies him when dealing with the soul film.

Among the several methods you have mastered at present, the easiest one is to imitate Harry Potter, directly integrate Voldemort's soul fragments into the body, rely on brain closure and meditation to slowly eliminate them, and finally absorb them. This way, you can not only gain Voldemort's memory and learn snake language, which is definitely the biggest way to gain. However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. There are too many uncertainties and dangers in this method, and unless you have to force it, he will definitely not want to try it.

Another method is also very simple. Transform Voldemort's residual soul into a dead soul, and command undead magic such as the dead spirit to let him speak out or take it in person. The only pity is that when the soul is transformed into a dead soul, it will cause irreversible damage to the soul, which often causes the new undead to lose some memory. In the end, it can remember no matter what the god of death can know.

As for other solutions, I am still thinking about it.

Originally, Victor thought that the Horcrux was difficult to deal with, so he naturally had a lot of time to think about how to fabricate Voldemort's soul film, but he did not expect that his unexpected exploration of the crown would be smooth, which made his previous preparations seem inadequate.

Just as Victor was hesitating, the fragments of the soul that had been silent suddenly rioted.

It struggled to fly away from the crown and turned into thick black smoke with evil murderous intent, rushing towards a time traveler who was distracted.

Damn it.

Feeling this murderous intent, Victor cursed in his heart.

Then, he quickly pulled out his wand and recited a spell to the rushing black smoke.

“FAKA…”

Strike the undead.

The black light touched the black smoke and was instantly tangled into pieces.

Seeing this, Victor's face darkened, and while continuing to wave his wand calmly, he stood up and stepped back quickly.

“MOLADIFAKA…”

Higher strikes against the undead.

The black light, slightly darker than just now, hit the black smoke and was ruthlessly tangled into pieces again.

Damn it.

Victor frowned slightly, and without hesitation, he stopped the order that he was about to complete, and replaced it with a new spell and started chanting it again.

“MOSI…”

The attack on the undead has no effect, proving that the black smoke is not the undead, so naturally a new magic must be replaced.

“LA…”

With the low and fast spell sound, five magic missiles dragging long white tails left his palms and shot towards the thick black smoke along a slightly curved arc.

Magic missiles.

"Bang, bang..."

A few slight roars followed, and the black smoke scattered everywhere completely blocked Victor's vision. He stopped cautiously and added a few new shield techniques to his body covered with protective bodies. As soon as he finished doing this, he felt the shield technique on his body shaking and radiating colorful light. At this time, a thing that could not see the body was trying to attack him.

Victor's face looked ugly and he instinctively recited the spell of the patron sage.

"Call God..."

"ah……"

Just as the spell was chanted, a sudden scream suddenly rang around and entered his ears.

What happened? What happened?

Although he was full of surprise, Victor carefully recited the spell and summoned the silver panda, and then looked around strangely.

The black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the ash crown again.

Seeing the soul film's attack disappear, he paused, and then checked the protective spell on his body.

The outermost shield technique has been shattered, the second layer of protective arrows has not been activated, and the third layer of death armor is activated, a black halo is rotating around his body, the fourth layer of shield technique has not been activated, the fifth layer of flame shield technique has not been activated, and the sixth layer...

After examining these, Victor pondered.

Judging from the situation just now, the counterattack of the third layer of death armor obviously damaged Voldemort's soul film, making it choose to give in.

After thinking about it, Victor frowned and added a few new shield techniques to himself, walked slowly to the desk, sat down, and carefully observed the crown.

The soul piece that had just been revealed had disappeared at this time, and only a faint dark aura remained on the crown.

This discovery made Victor stand up and carefully check the protective magic around the bedroom. The result was completely beyond his expectations. Although the protective magic around him had traces of touch, none of them lost their effect, proving that the residual soul had never left the bedroom.

Thinking of this, Victor closed his eyes directly and began to use his mental power to perceive every corner of the bedroom.

The result changed his face slightly. At this time, in his bedroom, there were no other creatures or souls except his life.

"Has it been wiped out?"

Victor murmured strangely when he opened his eyes.

"It's too crisp?"

As he said that, he returned to the crown and checked carefully again.

After some exploration, Victor could confirm that the spells belonging to Voldemort on the crown had been cleaned up, leaving only some more complex and long-lasting mysterious spells with a slight brilliance. If he guessed correctly, those were the spells that originally belonged to the crown of Ravenclaw.

"It's so easy to be wiped out?"

Victor lowered his crown and muttered in a frustration.

"It's so crisp."

The soul film that was destroyed by a shield technique made him feel extremely bad because it meant that Voldemort's vault slipped away from him again.

As an existence as the old mage Dumbledore, Voldemort has always been regarded as an existence that needs to be treated with caution by Victor, so he is very cautious in his research on the crown. But a guy disappointed him, and was extremely disappointed. In fact, now thinking about it, the power of the Horcrux itself is really weak, like the Golden Cup, like the crown in his hand, before it was killed, there was no decent struggle and resistance. Even the most outstanding ring in the Horcrux could only hurt Dumbledore by relying on the black magic arranged on it...

After thinking about it, Victor carefully checked the bedroom again, but after still not finding anything, he could only turn his eyes to the crown.

This crown was made by Roina Ravenclaw, the founder of Hogwarts. It has always been a symbol of wisdom. It is said that the wizards who bring it will become smart. Now that the remnant soul has been completely destroyed, I have to use this as a comfort.

...

"call……"

After carefully checking the spell on the crown, Victor couldn't help but breathe a long sigh.

Most of the spells on the crown have the effects of protection and concentration and calmness, which are essentially different from the spells arranged by Voldemort and can be easily distinguished.

Judging from his inspection just now, the poor soul film was really destroyed by him without realizing it.

"Damn..."

After confirming this depressing result in his heart, Victor could only mutter unhappily.

"Luckily there is this."

Then, the depression on his face was replaced by a smile. Then, he carefully held up the crown and put it on his head. He was already hungry and thirsty for this legendary crown that could increase wisdom... Cough cough, can't wait.

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