Chapter 1265 (1/2)

”Harry Harry! Harry, you have to wake up, you're not him, you're not Tom, you're Harry Potter

Van Lin shook Harry's body hard, trying to wake Harry.

Just then, Harry fell down, which scared the three of them.

Originally, van Lin was still considering whether Tom had completed all the collection. After all, if it was scattered outside the seal, Tom would be more likely to find the power belonging to the God of death, which is the same as the seal of a vampire.

However, it has always been a big question about how much power Tom can control and how much death has recovered.

No one dares to touch Voldemort's secrets, at least not yet.

And Harry's situation is worse than van Lin thought.

As Voldemort's Horcrux, the more powerful Voldemort is, the greater Harry will be affected by Voldemort. Now it is not something that can be solved by using a brain blocking spell.

This time, though, Harry didn't seem to be so relaxed trying to wake up.

Visible to the naked eye, the lightning shaped scar on Harry's forehead turned bright red. Every time Harry and Voldemort established a connection, the scar would light up. But never before, van Lin felt the strength of the scar.

A cold feeling came out of Harry's body, and the whole person kept twitching until he was completely quiet.

Harry was like a black stone that sank to the bottom of a lake, and, in trayne's words, Harry was covered with uncertainty.

”What's going on What happened! ” Ron exclaimed, his hand resting on Harry, and the wave that came from Harry was like he was dying.

”Ron, your hand...”

Exclaimed Hermione, covering her mouth with one hand, trying to keep herself from screaming.

Ron noticed that the hand he had put on Harry began to turn gray and old. The skin on the hand of a 17-year-old boy would be flabby?

”Let go Exclaimed Vaseline, but Ron's hand seemed to stick to Harry.

”I, I can't pull it off...” ”My strength is weakening,” Ron exclaimed, somewhat mournfully

”I'm sorry, Harry!” Van Lim pulled out his wand, and a sharp force of air cut Harry's clothes in an instant. Ron's reflexive hand pulled back, and the pieces of clothes on his hand also fell to the ground because they lost their power.

”What's going on, Harry?”

Ron asked in horror, looking at his hand at a loss.

”I don't know. How do you feel, Ron, that your magic has been absorbed by Harry?” Van Lin said, a hand will Ron's arm to come over, carefully observe.

”It's like It seems not My magic has not diminished. ” Ron hesitated, but the situation at hand is not easy to explain.

”I think It's like Aging, I feel part of my strength is gone. ” Ron said, trying to grab a stone with his hand, under the pressure of weight, nature, Vaseline also saw some clues.