The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Chapter 311 Fragments?

"soul?"

The word made Snape instantly nervous.

He knew very well that matters involving the soul were never trivial.

"Yes, soul." The devil dressed in black smiled slightly, "I felt something was wrong when I came into contact with him before."

"What's going on?" Snape slammed his hands on the table, stood up, and stared at Sebastian without blinking. The uneasiness in his heart made his voice tremble a little.

"Hey, Sebastian, don't keep me in suspense." Charles, who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "Just say what you want to say."

"Yes, sir." Sebastian responded and continued, "To put it simply, Mr. Potter's soul is currently attached to a soul that does not belong to him."

Although humans cannot perceive it, the dark soul fragment filled with malice and greed is very obvious in the eyes of demons.

"How... could this happen?" Snape's body shook unconsciously, and his dark eyes were filled with stormy waves.

If, if what the butler said was true, doesn't it mean that part of the Dark Lord's soul has always lived in Harry's body?

Snape couldn't accept this answer.

But if this is true, then it would make sense why Harry could speak Parseltongue and see Voldemort's thoughts...

Ciel analyzed, "I think something special must have happened on the night when Potter's parents were attacked, which led to Voldemort's defeat and allowed a fragment of his soul to enter Potter's body."

It's that sacrificial magic!

It must be the sacrificial magic that Dumbledore taught Lily...

Lily used her body as a shield to protect her child, and then the spell rebounded to the Dark Lord...

Snape's thin lips were tightly pursed. He tried hard to keep an expression on his face, but his fingers pressing on the table were almost embedded in the wood.

"Wait," Charles suddenly sat up straight, his eyes widened in surprise, "So, Potter is also one of Voldemort's Horcruxes?"

“Although it probably wasn’t created intentionally, I think it can be described that way,” Sebastian said.

There are only two known ways to destroy a Horcrux. One is for the Horcrux's creator to do it himself, and the other is to completely destroy the carrier that carries the soul fragment...

If you want to completely destroy the Dark Lord, you must destroy all of his Horcruxes, which of course includes Harry.

Snape's eyes gradually became empty, as if his soul had left his body.

He couldn't help but recall the time when Dumbledore had asked him to protect the boy.

Dumbledore, has he noticed this a long time ago?

Yes, how could that man not know?

He must have realized this, which is why he has been avoiding contact with that child this semester.

For what?

Perhaps it was to protect the boy's safety.

Or maybe... to ensure that his plans would not be leaked.

Snape felt that all his efforts over the years were a joke. It was not until now that he realized that the boy he risked his life to protect every day, Lily's only child, was just a ridiculous victim in the end.

In order to destroy the Dark Lord once and for all, he must die.

Dumbledore has been trying every means to protect the child. Is it so that he can die at the right time?

Like a pig waiting to be slaughtered...

For an instant, the feeling of being blinded and deceived by the world made him feel cold all over. The feeling of powerlessness that rose from the bottom of his heart was like a surging tide that almost swallowed Snape up in an instant.

"How could he, how could he..." Snape half lowered his head and clenched his hands on the table into fists.

Research on the soul has always been a taboo in the wizarding world.

Even if he realizes this now, what can he do?

There was no way he could separate the soul without hurting the boy.

There was nothing he could do but watch the boy die.

After many years, the feeling of powerlessness came over him again, as if a sharp blade had pierced into his flesh and blood and stirred it wildly. Snape, who had long been accustomed to pain and endurance, almost couldn't hold back the urge to cry.

Charles frowned as he looked at the pale-faced Snape. He had no doubt that if Potter really died in front of this man, he would be completely destroyed.

This was not what Charles wanted to see.

He wanted a Potions Master, not a useless person with self-destructive tendencies.

Ciel tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair twice, thought for a moment, and turned his head to look at Sebastian beside him: "Sebastian, can you handle this matter?"

"Of course," Sebastian put a hand on his chest and tilted his head slightly.

"How can you, as the master's butler, not be able to do such a small thing?"

Although he really didn't want to touch the dirty and filthy soul, but if it was the young master's request...

Forget it, I'd better ask the god of death for help.

That kind of thing full of rotten smell is completely inconsistent with his aesthetics and will ruin his appetite.

"Deal with it?" Snape, immersed in his own thoughts, stiffened for a moment.

Are they planning to kill the boy?

"Ah," Charles showed a faint smile on his face after receiving a positive answer, "Sebastian will take care of it. As long as Mr. Snape is willing, Mr. Potter can survive."

Snape's lips trembled and he repeated blankly: "Survive?"

"Yes, I will survive without being affected by anything."

How is this possible?

Even Dumbledore probably couldn't do it, right?

However, this determined attitude...

And according to his understanding of the master and servant, they were not the kind of people who liked to talk nonsense...

Should you believe them?

Would they disappoint him as Dumbledore had?

When Snape was in a dilemma, Charles raised his chin slightly: "So Mr. Snape, do you want him to live?"

Want to?

Of course I thought...

but,