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Chapter 424 "Computer"

Sherlock stared at Voldemort on the ground as if he were looking at a bedbug.

He naturally heard the raving words that the Dark Lord wanted to become one with Harry and completely replace his identity.

Although Sherlock is also Li Daitao stiff, but before he came to this world, the original Sherlock had given up on himself and lost his life.

It was definitely not Sherlock's intention to continue living with his identity.

Moreover, Sherlock himself thinks that he has not done anything to offend the original owner, and all his actions until now are in line with the original owner's previous ambitions.

He took his place, but he didn't do anything to humiliate him.

And what Voldemort wants to do now is obviously different.

Leaving aside his means of coercion, the things he planned to do after occupying Harry's body were already extremely disgusting.

If he really succeeded, then Harry Potter's future reputation would definitely be completely stink.

Seeing Sherlock appearing suddenly, Voldemort's face clearly showed shock and hatred. He obviously didn't expect Sherlock to appear here.

However, Sherlock never let go of the hand that was holding his hair. He directly pulled Voldemort's handsome face close to him.

"Whether it's a good reputation or a bad reputation, you're still a Dark Lord after all. How could you actually do something like wanting to snatch a child's body?"

Voldemort's face became abnormally distorted not only because of the pain of being pulled by his hair but also because of hatred.

"It's all because of you! Sherlock! You've ruined everything I have! You've made me what I am again!"

The way Sherlock responded to his impotent rage was by smashing his head hard to the ground!

"Don't be in a hurry to hate me for your main soul, just pretend to be in front of me for a long time, isn't it just to cover up your main soul who is doing something, and draw my attention?"

In the state of soul, Voldemort certainly wouldn't suffer much harm from Sherlock's actions, but the sheer humiliation really made him hate it as if he wanted to grind his teeth.

"So what if you know!"

He stared at Sherlock with those red eyes.

"Do you still have a way to help your students? Or, if you want to kill me, you also want to kill your own students!"

Without saying a word, Sherlock pressed his head and hit the ground hard again.

"You have a lot of nonsense. But I still have to thank you for one thing. The number of Horcruxes you chose to make was really a coincidence. It was the one in Harry's body, which happened to be seven, and I also Just a little bit."

His voice was very calm, and at the same time as he was speaking, at some point, the hands holding Voldemort shone with a gray gleam!
At this moment, Voldemort, who had been held down by Sherlock, seemed to feel something, and desperately began to resist!
"What are you going to do! This is in your student's body! I have become an integral part of Harry Potter! You can't do this!"

An almost heart-piercing roar rang out.

But Sherlock didn't make any movement to stop, the gray light had already covered Voldemort's whole body, making it impossible for him to maintain his human form.

Harry, who had just recovered, looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

He hadn't seen the battle in the orphanage before, so he didn't know how Voldemort was killed, but the scene in front of him also gave him a great shock.

That dark lord who had inflicted terror on the wizarding world for decades was wiped out like a flea that was crushed to death?
Unlike Harry's shock, Sherlock knew very well that the Voldemort he "killed" just now was not actually Voldemort himself.

It was that night more than ten years ago, without Voldemort's complete knowledge, he was split out and entered Harry's body, turning him into a remnant of a Horcrux.

The soul-stitching magic left by Sally has a natural ability to restrain such remnant souls, so Sherlock can get rid of him so easily.

If standing here was the main soul that Voldemort had infiltrated into Harry's body, then Sherlock couldn't have done it so easily.

That is the last remnant soul in Harry's body, plus Sherlock "ate" the remnant soul in the golden crown before coming here.

The seven Horcruxes of Voldemort have perfectly completed the "crack" in Sherlock's soul at the beginning.

Now his soul can be said to be perfect, and only now can he be called a complete person in the true sense.

According to Sherlock's previous plan, after he sews up the last remnant of Harry's body, he will enter a state of omnipotence stronger than any time before, and then use this state to kill Voldemort. The main soul of Harry was separated from Harry's body.

But after the soul was fully replenished, Sherlock entered a wonderful world.

There are colorful lights all around him, filling the entire space.

And right in front of Sherlock, there was a ball of light that was constantly changing in color from light to dark, and there was an aura on that ball that made him feel very familiar.

Staring at the luminous ball, Sherlock's control magic was fully unfolded unconsciously, and at the same time, information about the ball flooded into his mind.

It can be clearly seen from the spellcasting of all wizards in this world that the so-called magic is a very idealistic thing.

For example, in the most basic shapeshifting technique, first-year students can learn the magic of turning beetles into buttons.

But the 11-year-olds had no clue about the structure of the beetle, or the material structure of the button they were trying to transform into.

It is obvious that two irrelevant objects are converted, but there is no need for the person who converts them to fully understand them.

The whole casting process is purely waving the wand, chanting the spell, coupled with the extremely firm belief in my heart that I can turn the beetle into a button, and thinking about the style of the button, coupled with the drive of the magic power in the wizard, this form can be finished.

This kind of process is not like a mathematical calculation at all, through rigorous columnar solution, step-by-step reasoning and finally get a correct result.

It's more like a person using a computer.

Swinging a wand and chanting mantras are like writing numbers in different formulas and adding, subtracting, multiplying, and dividing. Magic power is energizing the computer, and the magic that is finally released is a result of the computer's formula.

The wizards have never been aware of the existence of such a computer.

They just figured out how to combine "numbers (swing or gestures)" and "symbols (spells)" to get "answers (magic)". The so-called silent casting is like not writing the conditions on paper. Instead, he read it silently in his heart.

The ball of light in front of Sherlock is the "computer" that has never appeared in the magic world, but is necessary for all wizards to cast spells!
(End of this chapter)