Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Dumbledore stared into Mike's eyes, and it didn't take long before he burst out laughing.

Mike bared his teeth angrily. Dumbledore's azure blue seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made him feel like he was seen through his mind.

Very uncomfortable!

And Dumbledore was still laughing, until he was tired of laughing before he gasped and said to Mike:

"I didn't see you wrong, Mike, you are a kind and good boy."

"fart!"

Dumbledore chuckled and shook his head. He didn't mind Mike's foul language. Instead, he followed Mike's previous words and said:

"Things are indeed as you expected. Now, living is already a torture for me, so please kill me."

After a pause, Dumbledore said again:

"Besides, you have to kill me too. Because the elder wand only recognizes the new owner after the old one dies, and if you want it, you can only kill me."

Hearing that, Mike was silent again.

Because he knew that Dumbledore was lying.

The elder wand has no loyalty to its master at all. Anyone, as long as a wizard, can become its master and exert its power.

Therefore, the way the elder wand switches owners is not as cruel as Dumbledore's. Although that is also a way, there is actually a simpler way.

That is to knock the elder wand away from its owner with a disarming spell.

But Dumbledore did not hesitate to lie and persuade Mike to kill him, which also made Mike understand one thing.

That is Dumbledore really does not want to live.

Just like what Mike had said before in order to reject Dumbledore, now this lingering life is completely a life-or-death torture for Dumbledore.

So, is it really going to kill Dumbledore?

Mike fell into deep hesitation.

And Dumbledore on the side also saw Mike's hesitation. He straightened up with difficulty, put the elder wand on the table into Mike's hand, and then put the tip of the wand against Mike's hand. your own heart.

"Don't hesitate any more, Mike." Dumbledore looked at Mike gently and said, "Come on, use the life-suppressing spell to gently hit here, don't worry, this will all happen very quickly, I don't feel at all. to pain."

The anger on Mike's face couldn't hold back. He felt that his breathing was a little disordered, and the hand holding the wand was shaking.

"Can't you... not die? Living... is not good?"

Listening to Mike's slightly trembling words, the kind smile on Dumbledore's face became even brighter.

He didn't speak, just touched Mike's face lightly, then took Mike's hand and nodded heavily to Mike.

Seeing this, Mike closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the sadness and hesitation in his eyes had all disappeared, replaced by incomparable determination!

"Avada Kedavra."

With Mike's soft voice, a green light lit up from the tip of the elder wand.

Unlike ordinary life-suppressing spells, this green light does not look dazzling, nor does it have any uneasy aura.

It shone so quietly, and with the tapering point of the elder wand as the center, it turned into strips of green light and began to slowly wrap around Dumbledore's body.

With the spread of those green bands of light, Dumbledore gradually lost his life.

His appearance has not changed, his smile is still so kind, his eyes are so gentle, even his lips are still bloody.

People killed by ordinary life-suppressing spells will not die so peacefully, their skin will become pale, their faces will become painful and distorted, and their limbs will become as stiff as stone!

In today's world, only Mike, the legendary wizard who mastered the power of the source of the curse, can control the death-defying curse to such a degree.

This,

It was also Mike's last tenderness.

Mike lowered his head in disappointment and looked at Dumbledore's face quietly.

It's not just why, the dead Dumbledore didn't make eye contact, he just looked at Mike, as if he was asking Mike with his eyes,

Is it ok?

Mike took a deep breath, resisting the sadness in his heart and said to him:

"I promise you that I will treat the world gently."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's hand holding Mike's sleeve suddenly loosened, and slowly slid onto the desk.

But those blue eyes remained open.

This made Mike's heart rise with anger, he stared at Dumbledore viciously, his chest kept heaving, as if he was about to roar and ask what the other party wanted to do!

But in the end, Mike's question was still unspoken.

He calmed down as if he had suddenly thought of something, looked at Dumbledore with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly:

"I...forgive you."

'Thank you. ’

Dumbledore's vague voice suddenly echoed in Mike's ears.

Mike looked around in surprise, trying to find the source of the sound.

But there was nothing around him.

But when he turned around again, he found that Dumbledore had already closed his eyes, and only the corner of his mouth became brighter again, as if he was trying to frighten Mike after he died. feel happy.

Seeing this, Mike finally couldn't bear it anymore, tears slowly slipped from his eyes, dripping on the dark table in front of him.

Mike gasped and rubbed his arm fiercely on his face, as if to stop the tears from continuing to stay.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.

He was just in front of Dumbledore, crying silently.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting in his office, also glanced at the direction of the principal's office.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to realize something, and the pair of lips trembled and pursed again.

At the same time, her face began to become twisted, and intermittent choking sounds came from her throat, but strangely, there were no tears in the corners of her eyes.

Maybe it's too sad.

The sleeping people in the auditorium also woke up, and they looked around blankly.

Just now, they suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations, the feeling was as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, heavy,

It was as if they had lost someone important.

Not only them, but at this moment, there was also a riot in the forbidden forest.

Unicorns, Hippogriffs, Birds and Snakes, Little Fairies, Tree-Guarding Pots, Ball Escape Birds, Moon Crazy Beasts...

All magical creatures, whether they are nocturnal or diurnal, and whether they are in harmony or not.

Now they all walked out of the Forbidden Forest, gathered in the open space outside the Forbidden Forest, and stared at Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

Suddenly, the unicorns shone with holy brilliance softly, and then they bent their front hooves, lowered their heads and bowed deeply towards Hogwarts Castle.

And this is like a signal.

All the creatures around also began to move, bow if they can, touch the ground with their foreheads if they can't bow, and turn over if they really don't have a head.

They are all paying their respects to Dumbledore in their own way.

The same goes for the Black Lake next to Hogwarts Castle.

Rarely, the big octopus monster stuck his head out of the water, looking up at Hogwarts Castle with those huge eyes.

On the water surface beside him, bursts of bubbles were constantly rising from the water, and along with those bubbles breaking, the mermaid's beautiful singing also came out from the water.

The mermaid's singing was extremely penetrating, and slowly floated into the Hogwarts auditorium.

Everyone who was still a little confused at first was stagnant.

Although they couldn't understand the merman's words, they could hear it.

Different from the cheerful ballads that ordinary mermaids often sing, this time the mermaids sang a touch of sadness.

This made the people who were already heavy in their hearts even more uncomfortable. Some girls with feelings were even infected by the song and began to sob in a low voice.

And Sirius, who was beside Harry, had already cried to tears.

This made Harry feel strange, knowing that Sirius had the impression of a tough guy in his mind.

Under the doubts, Harry could only pat the other side lightly to show consolation.

But what he didn't know was that, as a member of the Black family, he could actually understand mermaid language.

It was precisely because of this that he understood what was going on.

Dumbledore, dead!

Sirius cried even more.

And the singing of the mermaids continued to drift into the distance, as if to announce the sad news to the world-a great hero died!

"Hero! Death is not the end of everything, but the beginning of a new journey!"

"May you roam freely in the sea of ​​​​underworld, and be as comfortable as you are in this world!"

"May you have unrepentant love!"

"May you be free from endless pain!"

"We will remember your greatness and never forget it!"

"..."

...

In the smoky office, Mike was slumped in front of the desk with his hazy eyes. He poured spirits into his mouth one by one. Under his feet, empty wine bottles and remnants of cigar butts had already piled up into a pile. hill.

On the desk in front of him, there was a Daily Prophet with an obituary on it.

Obituary:

Our esteemed Headmaster, the greatest wizard in the world, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, died at Hogwarts in the early hours of June 1, 1997, Died at the age of 115.

My obituary is hereby fixed for a funeral at Hogwarts on June 8, 1997, at 1:00 pm.

The Ministry of Magic

June 1, 1997

Underneath the obituary, there is a large and bold font that reads:

"...It is reported that Dumbledore did not die naturally, but was murdered by man. The murderer was a Hogwarts student, now the Ministry of Magic's S-level wanted criminal - Mike Townley!

The current Ministry of Magic Chris Flint said that McTorley's bad behavior and cruel methods made him feel extremely angry. He announced that he would use all the power he could mobilize to arrest the murderer and vowed to fight for Dumbledore. Principal Lido takes his revenge!

Our station will continue to follow up and report on this matter, please…”

"Bang!"

An angry Mike flushed, roared and threw the wine bottle out of his hand.

The dark green wine bottle slammed into the wall and shattered into pieces.

Mike, who had done all this, seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the chair again.

It had been three days since he killed Dumbledore.

After killing Dumbledore, Mike entered a state of hazy consciousness, and he didn't even know how he left Hogwarts and returned to the Masonic Secret.

Maybe he came back by himself, or maybe Benjamin and the others brought him back.

In short, when Mike regained consciousness, he was already in the secret realm of Freemasonry.

Then, he locked himself in this office and began to use tobacco and alcohol to numb his spirits, even though those ordinary tobacco and alcohol had little effect on his legendary spirit.

Or maybe he was just escaping reality.

After all, if you think about it with your heels, you can guess that after learning that Dumbledore was killed by him, his friends will definitely hate him.

You know, Dumbledore is also their headmaster!

Mike now really doesn't know how to face them.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Mike is so decadent. Dumbledore died, and Mike's inner sadness is no less than anyone else's.

A wry smile appeared on Mike's face.

Although killing Dumbledore was something in Mike's plan from the beginning, he still didn't expect that he would be so sad when this moment really came.

But this is not surprising, after all, the man's name is Dumbledore.

Thinking like this, Mike opened another bottle of Fire Whiskey and poured it down.

At the same time, Benjamin and other Freemasons were gathering outside the office door.

Their expressions are different. The eyes of Benjamin, Soraka and others looking at the door of the office are a bit complicated. They still have feelings for Dumbledore, and Mike has also been very kind to them, which makes them feel very difficult at the moment. describe.

Penello and Franklin's faces were full of anxiety, and they were obviously more worried about Mike than Dumbledore.

Viktor, on the other hand, looked unconcerned, and if he could, he even wanted to hum a happy ditty to express his excitement.

Because Mike handed him the legendary elder wand for research, and in the process of research, he discovered some very interesting things.

Of course, he won't really hum the last paragraph, it will only invite other people to perform.

But that didn't stop him from having fun alone.

As for Dumbledore's life or death, he didn't care at all.

Now that he only wants to do scientific research, it is a great concession to send a projection to watch over Mike with everyone. It is impossible to make him feel sad for Dumbledore or worry about Mike.