Even Harry's soul was quiet while he was sleeping. He just stayed in his body and allowed Till's magic to carefully search it.

Although the scar is on Harry's forehead, the fragment of Voldemort's soul is not on the forehead of Harry's soul. Till's magic has the aura of black magic, which is itself a very offensive and corrosive existence. She does not dare to touch Harry's soul for too long, so she can only fight quickly.

The soul fragment was eventually found by Teal in the chest of Harry's soul.

It has to be said that Till found Voldemort's soul fragment as annoying as him. Harry's soul was so big and the soul fragment was so small, but it didn't stay anywhere, only nestling in Harry's heart.

Of course there is no heart in the soul, but the fragility of the body is also reflected in the soul. The soul fragment staying in Harry's chest is undoubtedly the situation that Till does not want to encounter.

However, Thiel is not afraid of this situation.

In the practice room, just in case, Till even practiced the possibility of placing the soul fragment against Harry's brain more than ten times - this was the easiest possibility to turn Harry into a fool - although the position of his heart made her feel Tricky, but she is bound to succeed.

Till's magic was entangled with Voldemort's soul fragment. This soul fragment that was inadvertently split was much weaker than the soul in the diary. Till suppressed it when it tried to resist, and followed it and Ha. Magic power was input into the gap between the souls, and the two were partially torn apart.

This is just the beginning of the peeling. Till must be extremely careful with every subsequent peeling, otherwise Harry's soul will be harmed.

The soul was touched by other people's magic, and the soul fragment also stayed in Harry's soul for more than ten years, somewhat dependent on it. As expected, Till's expected rejection began to reflect from Harry's soul.

The resistance of the soul is an instinctive reaction. Teal is not worried that Harry will wake up at this time, but if he resists for a long time, the effect of the powerful living hell decoction on Harry will be reduced, and Harry will wake up much earlier.

Must speed up!

Till gritted his teeth and used all the magic power in his body. The Black family's ancestral house, which was originally filled with many black magic instruments, was not as strong as the black magic aura exuded by Till at this time.

Sirius wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and saw that Till was calm and he was the only one among the four people watching and guarding him who was the least calm. He couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that he still had too little confidence in Till.

Outside the restaurant where no one was paying attention, Kreacher was hunched over, refusing to change out of the dirty rags even though Sirius asked many times. It was driven to the kitchen by Sirius, but Sirius, who was worried, did not order it not to come out.

Kreacher instinctively felt uneasy about Tier's dark magic aura, and for the first time he didn't curse at the people in the restaurant. He didn't even walk in carelessly, but stood on the edge outside the restaurant door, He looked at Till and Harry lying on the ground warily and inquiringly.

The timing of Kreacher's arrival was coincidental. After he peeked for a while, Teal raised his wand slightly and floated a silvery-gray thing about the size of a fingernail out of Harry's body.

Professor Dumbledore, with quick eyes and quick hands, took out a small trait box. The soul fragment struggled not to be put into the box, but was suppressed by Tyr's magic, and finally all dissatisfaction was locked inside the box.

The soul fragment was successfully peeled off from Harry's soul. Till withdrew his magic power and breathed a sigh of relief: "What a challenge."

Stripping in reality requires Tier to be more careful than in the practice room, and consumes more magic power, but the smile on her face is relaxed. Although the consumption is a bit higher, it is smoother than every practice in the practice room.

"That's great Teal!" No matter how Snape snorted beside him, Sirius rushed over and hugged Teal. God knows how nervous he was just now. Professor Dumbledore told him all the risks of failure.

He was not only worried about Harry, but also worried about Till. He was really afraid that something would happen to these two children after failure. But there was no need to worry now, Sirius was so excited that he almost threw Teal up in celebration.

Till tiredly refused this crazy-sounding way of celebrating. She was grabbed by Snape and held in his arms. She chuckled and signaled to Sirius to pick Harry up from the ground: "The soul fragment is in Harry's body." It has been with him for too many years and has become part of Harry's soul."

"Although the peeling was successful, Harry will be a little weak in the next few days and nothing will happen. But it is best to drink some soul-nourishing potion." Till closed her eyes. There was only a small amount of magic power in her body. Concentrating for a long time also made her brain hurt.

She might need some potion, too.

"Thank you for your hard work, I will find a way to find the potion." Sirius hugged Harry, and the thin Harry fell asleep in his godfather's arms. Sirius suggested hesitantly, "Why don't you rest here tonight, the house has many rooms."

The soul stripping started after lunch, but it was already late at night. Sirius really saw that Till was mentally weak, so he made this suggestion.

It was just that he guessed that Till would not agree. Till actually smiled and held Snape's hand, shook his head and refused: "No, I'd better go home. I also have to go back and drink some potion."

As the potions master, Till has a lot of potions in stock whether in her office and room at Hogwarts or at the Emery house. She has a headache like this tonight, and she probably has to drink a bottle of it herself. Hell Potion.

It only took a few seconds for the Floo network to return home. Teal and Snape left quickly, and Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall did not stay long. Suddenly, only Sirius and Harry were left in 12 Grimmauld Place. Benefit two people.

He gritted his teeth, hugged Harry and walked upstairs. As he walked, he muttered: "The person is not big, but the weight is quite heavy."

Kreacher was passed by him, but Sirius was all focused on his godson in his arms and didn't even look at Kreacher.

"Soul - fragment..." Kreacher's voice was small and harsh, but only it heard it.

The portraits on the wall were torn off by Sirius together with the wall coverings and locked in the room, in order not to affect Till's peeling off the soul fragments. They might have been locked away by Sirius for ten days and a half, just like the last time they tried to curse Harry and his parents.

Sirius let them out anyway, uncomfortable with the empty walls, even though he knew he would tear them down again.

Kreacher moved back to the kitchen downstairs step by step. It was lying under a large boiler that was large enough to cover it. The thin blankets could not isolate the cold ground at all, but they were piled on top of each other to hide the coldness in that corner. secret.

No one has ever discovered that secret, because no one who comes in and out of this house is interested in taking a look at this house elf's nest.

It has lived here for decades.

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