Big Ivan's stillness field gave Harry a sense of déjà vu of Word Spirit and Time Zero.

But this does not mean freezing time, but the ultimate deceleration on the physical level. Any entity except the soul will be affected by this field. Even the soldiers who have been transformed by mechanical means, the chips implanted in their brains cannot send any messages in the static field. After all, the essence of electric current is the movement of electrons, and here, all movement is infinitely close to stopping.

However, Harry's naturally dissipated Awakened magic power opened up a magic barrier, blocking Big Ivan's static field. The "rules" of magic have a crushing advantage when bullying the rules of physics, but only magic can defeat magic, and the same applies to higher-level magic.

However, Big Ivan was not surprised at all. As one of the world's top powers, he knew more about the secrets of the wizarding world. Compared with Dumbledore, who had not yet entered the top class, he had been exposed to much more things than Dumbledore, such as the secrets of the awakened ones.

The mechanical cyborg covered by Harry's magic barrier was also not affected by the static field. After judging the current situation, the self-destruct system was activated at the first moment. The 11 energy battery slots on the chest popped open in an instant, but before the magic fluctuations could dissipate, the iron-gray awakener's magic instantly covered it.

"Tiid-Klo-Ul (Time-Sand-Eternity)"

Harry softly recited the mysterious syllables of the Awakener's runes, and a small field with a radius of two meters covering him unfolded. Time froze here and came to a complete standstill.

This is not a physical "slowdown" but a magical freezing of time.

The Awakened One's magic power, which was consumed like flowing water, could only support the magic rune group for less than a minute. The violent manual dismantling began at this moment. The hands covered with silver-blue dragon scales were harder than steel. The terrible power could crush the exoskeleton armor of the mechanized soldier into dirt on the spot.

After removing the outermost "shell", a human body wrapped in a black tights was exposed.

This alien wrapped in exoskeleton armor has almost no difference in body shape from humans. He is about 1.75 meters tall and weighs about 70 kilograms, but his bones are much thicker than those of normal people. His pale skin reveals a sickly pallor, but his muscles are firm and strong, with obvious signs of exercise.

This alien didn't have a single hair on his body, but a mechanical device replacing his skull was implanted in the place where his bald head should have been. The sophisticated circuit components had a strange and pleasing beauty, but looking at those cold mechanical parts penetrating deep into the brain nerves and being closely connected to this person still brought a strong sense of disgust.

It was like a modern person with normal values ​​witnessed the bloody slavery of the triangular trade. However, the people trapped in the cages in the cabin were not Kunlun slaves, but flesh and blood humans enslaved by machines, even if they were aliens.

Harry raised his head with a frown, and saw a group of wizards who came to him quietly and watched with the same frown.

"Professor Dumbledore." Harry looked at his headmaster and said with some regret: "Did I kill Tom too early? He is a genius in playing with souls."

"The thing the world lacks the most is genius, Harry." Grindelwald said lightly, "The soul, this interesting topic is a very popular research topic in the wizarding world, but there are only a few people who are qualified to be allowed to study the soul."

Grindelwald reached into his robe and pulled out a pitch-black crystal ball, about the size of two eggs, with thick black fog swirling inside.

"When it comes to extracting souls, Dementors are the most useful tools. They can extract a person's soul intact without leaving any part behind."

A cold breath spread out, and a super Dementor nearly three meters tall, much larger than an ordinary Dementor, was released from the crystal ball by Grindelwald. However, this guy was very honest and well-behaved. He bowed his head respectfully and saluted Grindelwald as soon as he appeared, not daring to raise his head. "Sayers, extract this guy's soul."

Grindelwald spoke to the Dementor, and then he saw the Dementor take off his black hood, revealing his head wrapped in tattered bandages. He opened his deep kiss like a black hole, and with just a light breath, a ball of milky white light was drawn out from the body of this mechanically modified alien. Its chest, which was still breathing, gradually calmed down and fell into a deep eternal sleep.

A misty soul body that looked exactly like this body was held in the Dementor's hands, and then he bent down and presented it to Grindelwald.

"The technology of artificial ghosts has not yet been perfected. The birth of ghosts requires too many coincidences. This is a miracle of magic and it is almost impossible to replicate with human power."

Grindelwald said with some regret, "But temporary transformation is still possible. It will be effective for an hour and a half."

He took out some magical materials, and then with the help of Dumbledore, he quickly completed a sophisticated small alchemical array. A black gem was placed in the center of the alchemical array. As the magic power on the alchemical array flickered, the milky white misty soul was sucked into the black gem. After a moment, a much more condensed soul body floated out when the gem broke.

“The mouth may lie, but the soul cannot.”

Grindelwald smiled slightly. "I added some ingredients to him, a special truth serum that can work on the soul. It was developed by your godfather, Harry. He is such a great potion master. It would be a waste of his talent to leave him with Al."

He winked at Dumbledore and whispered, "Severus has only been at Durmstrang for a year, and I have only given him research funding of tens of millions of Galleons, but he has already published fourteen top-secret potion papers. Al, you are really not fit to be a leader. You should come to Durmstrang to help me. I have always kept the position of vice-principal for you."

Dumbledore smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed tiredly.

"Within half an hour, he answered every question."

Grindelwald withdrew his gaze from Dumbledore and stared at the soul in front of him before speaking.

But a confused look appeared on the face of this soul, and he seemed to have no idea what communication and exchange were.

"I have implanted virtual memories of language and writing in him." Grindelwald frowned slightly. "Even if it is not a human, even if it is just an ape, it can..."

"Unless he has never communicated with his kind from the beginning." When Grindelwald frowned in thought, a cold voice sounded. The person who spoke was Yinyue from the Taishi Dynasty. "This is exactly the same as what we saw when we made artificial spirits. A blank soul doesn't even have instincts. Whether it's language or writing, it takes a long time to cultivate it to learn and recognize this thing. For such a blank soul, it is something that needs to be manually inspired by humans."

"In other words," Grindelwald understood what Yinyue meant, "you think this guy is a consumable."

"That's right." Yin Yue nodded. "A biological carrier that provides magic power, or a biological battery, is much cheaper to manufacture than a non-biological magical life form. After all, flesh and blood only need to reproduce, while the birth and growth of elemental life forms are extremely difficult." (End of this chapter)

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