Along with the spell, some magical energy began to emit throughout Alan's body. His already pale face suddenly burst into blood. A small vortex appeared in front of him, which pulled Alan's soul out of his body bit by bit like gravity.

The soul phantom that was pulled out was not stable like black smoke. This soul phantom was no different except that it was lighter than the human figure of Daisy and the others downstairs. It was just like cell division, and part of it was pulled out from Allen's whole body to form a spirit-dividing body.

The spirit subdivided body had just taken shape and seemed to have some consciousness. Although the human form composed of soul energy could not see clearly, his raised hands revealed its reluctance, but it was like being bound by an invisible big hand. No matter how hard the spirit subdivided body struggled, it could not be free. Finally, it was stuffed into Luna's head by Alan.

Helena, who didn't need to breathe, had hallucinations that she didn't dare to have. Her always calm expression seemed to be frozen, for fear of affecting her father's process of making her mother into a Horcrux.

"I can see it again."

Luna's tone was a little happy. She raised her head and looked at Allen, her sudden big eyes narrowed slightly. At this time, Allen's eyes were a little unconscious, and she had no reaction to the mother and daughter, and fell into a trance.

Seeing that his mother said something but his father didn't respond, Helena was worried and her fingers passed through each other because of the blurring: "Mother, what's wrong with his father? Is there something wrong with his soul tearing apart?"

"Like Harry and the mysterious man." Luna turned her head and looked back when she saw her daughter talking. "He is not used to my brain, and his brain can handle it."

Helena was full of joy when she heard this, and she let go of her tangled fingers: Mr. Potter was one of Tom's Horcruxes, so they could feel each other's thoughts, seeing and feeling.

Luna closed her light silver eyes instantly, woke Ellen up in her mind, and asked him to retreat by herself.

"I can see it."

Alan faced Luna, and his eyes became slightly raised narrowed, his tone was a little excited - although the division of his soul made him look a little weak and empty.

Luna's long light golden hair shaking, she nodded with some joy, her tone rose like she was curious about laxatives in the cave before, with some desire to explore: "Try again?"

"After the soul was torn apart, it felt empty... but come on." Allen shook his shoulders uneasyly, and then nodded naturally to agree when he heard this.

"Don't resist." Luna explained calmly.

Helena was very happy to see her parents sitting aside so happily without disturbing her. She felt that although her father used to not listen to her teacher and complained that her mother always saw through what she was thinking, she was still very honestly accustomed to this state of no barriers. After her father became a voter, this barrier seemed to be unfamiliar with the relationship between her parents. But now it is no longer the mother's unilateral viewing through her. They can see each other's thoughts, and they will definitely be closer and have better relationships in the future.

But Helena, who was still smiling on her face, saw that her mother suddenly turned into a large fog that was breathing and extinguishing without any signs. She opened her teeth and claws and rushed towards Allen. The thick fog immediately wrapped and swallowed her father in front of her.

The mother was so fast that she had no time to react, so she watched helplessly as her father's body was left with only some fish that had just been wrapped in thick fog. The bloody hands and feet of the remaining limbs fell to the ground, and the fingers of the remaining limbs even trembled weakly because of muscle memory.

This sudden change made Helena stand up from the chair. Her mind was blank and she was at a loss. But before she could ask why the blood alliance between her parents could still have such a situation or scream, she saw that her mother spit out the blocks that had been absorbed with life force like a mummy, mixed with blood and other body fluids again. The remaining limbs were scattered on the bed. Alan's head rolled to the side, and the whites of his eyes were rolling up.

A bloody smell came to his nose, and the strong smell of Helena felt a little dizzy: "Mother?..."

Luna, who had already returned to adulthood, wiped her mouth, drove away the harassing hand and waved her head in front of her head, turned her head to the air beside her and said, "Now, you can experience your feeling... it's not a good feeling."

The air beside her speaking, a wave of water ripples, revealing a little human figure. It can be roughly seen as Alan's outline. His intermittent voice came out, as if he had used all his strength, and he was so weak that he couldn't breathe: "Hurry...Luna... hurry..."

Luna didn't say anything naughty. She simply gathered together as if she was pulled by invisible threads, splicing them into Allen's original appearance, allowing them to float on the floor.

Then a burst of divine power was injected, and then the dried flesh-and-blooded skin healed and recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken limbs and nerves seemed to come alive, looking like worms reconnected themselves, recovering one by one from the inside to the outside, gradually becoming complete, as if the damage that had been swallowed by Luna had never existed before.

He has recovered to his intact body, his head hanging weakly around his neck, and his hands are swaying on both sides of his body.

Seeing that his body had been cured and repaired, the phantom of Allen couldn't wait to drill back into his body like a gust of wind. His light blue eyes opened, and then he raised his hands, moved his somewhat stiff fingers, and began to caress his lost body.

"Only shadows and steam are left. The feeling of being stripped of the body is very bad. It is weaker than the weakest creature, and it is worse than the humblest wandering soul..." Allen said softly, recalling the feeling just now, and he couldn't help but shiver. He said to Luna with some complaint, "I have to try the movement next time, I must be quick. This state is beyond the pain of thinking... I just couldn't help but want to find a raven or something outside the window... It seems that although I don't have to worry about being killed in the future, and I can rely on your divine power to repair the body instead of that troublesome ritual, I still try to cherish my life as much as possible..."

"Stop trying to die..." Luna agreed, and she seemed a little scared of Allen's state just now.

"It's better to remind them later. Emily is more afraid of pain than me..." Allen sighed, "Every second is a torture. Fortunately, Tom can endure it for so many years in order to force himself to live..."

The two looked as if what had just happened was just a very ordinary thing. They started a new conversation as if no one else had noticed Helena, who was already stunned by the shock.

After listening to some conversations, the female ghost realized what had just happened. She was just ignorant of the importance of her unreliable parents and were seeking death and causing trouble regardless of danger. Their desire for knowledge makes them even more fond of yarn than Gryffindor!

Helena realized that her mother had just killed her father to test the effects of the Horcrux. Their desire to explore knowledge makes them more adventurous than Gryffindor!

The hard work of raising children and parents during this period, the new and old hatreds made the female ghost's chest suddenly full of anger, and the anger made her eyes bulge like Luna.

"Alan Harris, Royna Ravenclaw!"

"Mom, I'm wrong!" "Hulga, I'm wrong!"

Alan and Luna trembled at the same time, spoke at the same time as conditioned reflex. They apologized without hesitation and directly covered their backs with their hands.
Chapter completed!