System experience officer

Chapter 2297. The Copying System 14

Han Zifeng took several deep breaths, but still felt upset, even angrier the more he thought about it. He rolled up his sleeves and teleported in front of Quirrell, grabbing Quirrell's head and pulling it back sharply. He said to Snape, "Severus, the medicine bottle."

Snape silently handed her a glass bottle, and Zi Feng immediately stuffed the black soul in her hand into the bottle, put a talisman on top, and tossed it to Snape, saying, "Scan the yellow talisman. If it's ineffective, just stick on another one. It'll cure all diseases for anyone without a physical body. I'm in a bad mood today, so consider it collecting materials."

Turning to Quirrell, who had recovered, he said, "You've been possessed by a ghost for too long. Use fire magic to protect yourself; or let the old man's bird pet you for a few days; the simplest way is to sit in the sun and sunbathe like a salted fish. Of course, if you can go to a place with long hours of sunshine, sunbathing for a few months will cure you. Severus, you can also get him some powerful potions to drink. In short, if his magic power feels as active as before, then he's fine. You can't get your lifespan back; being alive is good enough. You guys really believed that idiot's words? Isn't this a typical case of someone who's had enough of life?"

What could Quirrell say? At least his life was spared, so be it. Zifeng thought for a moment, then turned and said, "Do you think we can achieve soul locking? That way, the damage will be targeted, which will save us a lot of trouble. Also, that thing can be given to rats; it'll be convenient to use them as live subjects."

Snape asked curiously, "By the way, how long can that seal last?"

Zi Feng replied, "As long as the seal isn't broken, it'll last at least twenty years. Besides, where you put it depends on when you take it out. Just don't put it with rats; who knows what rats might do?"

Snape asked curiously, "What if he comes out?"

Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "Your kangaroo delivery has arrived. Do you really think that thing can't even eat such a broken soul? Don't you know anything about that thing?"

Snape slapped his forehead and said, "Wow, that makes a lot of sense."

Zi Feng complained, "This thing is delicious to them too. Seriously, why bother with all that trouble? Why don't you just ask the thing on your body to use some kind of soul-refining technique or soul-snatching method? Just do it directly."

Snape: "No, didn't you want the potion formula? Anyway, there's still time, I want to study it."

Zi Feng shrugged: "You two do as you please. By the way, hold Harry down, I need to check him out."

Snape was indeed repulsed by Harry's face, so Harry was left hanging in the air. Zi Feng gave Snape a complicated look, but her eyes turned into snake pupils as she sensed him and said, "Oh, there are indeed three. Do you want to bring it up? Then his protection will be gone."

Snape quipped, "With you in Gryffindor, everyone would be crying, right?"

Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "How about this, when you go to another world, as long as it's not China, you can refine a Ten Thousand Soul Banner. I'll nourish her today, and when Harry comes of age, make sure that soul is still there. You can sign a separate list for me, a million soul-guiding lamps. These souls must be foreigners with the same appearance as the people here. That's what makes Ben Jin'ang."

Snape: "Deal."

Zi Feng grumbled, "Hey, this doesn't sound like an easy job, does it?"

Snape: "I also said I was a good person." Zi Feng slapped his forehead. He was right, this guy was a Death Eater, not exactly a good person. Zi Feng nodded, secretly examining his Demon-Refining Pot. He pointed his sword finger at the spout, and a drop of spiritual liquid flew out.

Zi Feng used his mind to condense some spiritual power and, following the method of refining the soul from his own inheritance, crafted an irregular circle that was hard to describe. How should I put it, it looked like it had four limbs.

Looking at her work, Zi Feng sighed, "I guess I'm really bad at this. Luckily, it's not a big problem." She turned to Snape and said, "Come and pry open Harry's mouth."

Snape showed no mercy to Harry, roughly prying open his mouth and shoving that indescribable thing into it. He then placed his hand, sword-like fingers, on Harry's forehead, using his mind to control the soul and guide it into Lily's protective charm.

Although the soul she created was unremarkable in appearance, it contained no information whatsoever. She heard Lily weakly say, "Thank you."

Zi Feng complained, "If you want to thank someone, thank Siever, he's paying the bill."

Lily surprisingly said, "Thank him for me."

Zi Feng grumbled, "You should thank her yourself. Your resurrection is already on the agenda." Lily was speechless for a second. Zi Feng turned to Snape and said, "She told me to thank you. Well, the deal's signed. If you dare to owe her anything, you'll be in big trouble."

Snape replied, "Understood." Zi Feng thought for a moment; Lily's soul was unstable right now, so it would be better to wait until her soul was stronger before researching soul extraction. Snape, seeing that everything was alright, suddenly said, "Slytherin and Gryffindor are fighting, and Hufflepuff are just watching without breaking it up. Each house will lose 50 points."

Zi Feng complained, "It's rare for you to take the initiative to deduct from Slytherin."

Snape retorted, "I'm afraid you'll hit me; you have absolutely no sense of honor."

Zi Feng: "No, no, no, I'm very principled in martial arts. It's really like this when I'm not." As she spoke, a fireball appeared out of thin air in her hand; importantly, the fire was multicolored. Before anyone else could say anything, Fox appeared instantly, looking at the flames with excitement.

Zi Feng looked at Fox and retorted, "You call yourself a phoenix?"

Fox humbly replied, "In this world, I am the phoenix."

Zi Feng pursed her lips, but still managed to separate a small wisp of flame and said, "Try it first, see if you can eat it? I feel like your phoenix is ​​a bit watery."

As it turned out, this stuff was really water; just a tiny bit of it, and he was miraculously reborn. Zi Feng nodded, speechless, looking at Dumbledore.

Snape asked curiously, "It?"

Dumbledore replied, "He has passed away prematurely."

Zi Feng complained, "I thought it was watery enough, but it told me I overestimated it and now it's disgusted. How embarrassing!" Thinking about it, it's a phoenix after all; it shouldn't be so shameful. So she bought a bottle of phoenix blood essence and dripped a drop onto the egg. Then she said to Dumbledore, "It's alright, it'll probably take a long time for the egg to hatch; it needs its bloodline purified." Dumbledore was somewhat speechless.

To be honest, McGonagall really is the most righteous cat. Zifeng, Harry, Ron, and the twins—the five of them—deducted another fifty points from Gryffindor. Fortunately, killing Voldemort added a hundred points to Gryffindor's tally, and Dumbledore even gave Zifeng another fifty points for helping magical creatures. As for the other students, they didn't dare to complain; they just couldn't compete in physics!