Chapter 544： The death of Dumbledore

Dumbledore stared into Mike's eyes, and laughed aloud after some time.

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

Very uncomfortable!

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

"I did not misunderstand you, Mike, you are a kind, good boy."

"fart!"

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

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

After a pause, Dumbledore said again:

"Besides, you must kill me too. Because the elderberry wand will only recognize the new owner after the old owner dies. If you want to get it, you can only kill me."

Hearing that Mike was silent again.

Because he knew that Dumbledore was lying.

The Elder Wand has absolutely no loyalty to his master. Anyone, as long as a wizard, can become its master and exert its power.

So the way the Elder Wand switches its owner is not as cruel as Dumbledore. Although that is also a way, there is actually a simpler way.

That is to use the disarming spell to fly the elderberry wand from its owner.

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

That is Dumbledore really didn't want to live anymore.

Just like what Mike had said before in order to reject Dumbledore, this kind of lingering life is completely a torture for Dumbledore.

So, are you really going to kill Dumbledore?

Mike fell into deep hesitation.

And Dumbledore at the side also saw Mike’s hesitation. He straightened up with difficulty, put the elderberry wand on the table into Mike’s hand, and then put Mike’s hand against the tip of the stick. My heart.

"Don't hesitate anymore, Mike." Dumbledore gazed at Mike tenderly. "Come on, come up here gently with a life spell, rest assured, all this will happen quickly, I don't feel it at all. To the pain."

The anger on Mike's face couldn't be stretched anymore, he felt his breathing was a little disturbed, and his hand holding the wand was trembling.

"Can't you...not die? To live...isn't it?"

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

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

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

"Killing Curse."

With Mike's soft voice, a green light gleamed from the tip of the elderberry wand.

However, unlike the ordinary life-death spell, this green light did not look dazzling, nor did it have any disturbing aura.

It was shining quietly, and centered on the tapering of the elder wand, it turned into green light bands and began to slowly wrap around Dumbledore's body.

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

There is no change in his appearance, his smile is still so kind, his eyes are so gentle, even his lips are still bloody.

The death image of people killed by ordinary killing curses will not be so peaceful, their skin will become pale, their faces will become painful and distorted, and their limbs will become stiff like stones!

Nowadays, only Mike, a legendary wizard who has mastered the power of the curse, can accurately control the death curse to this degree.

This is also Mike's last gentleness.

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

It’s not just why, the dead Dumbledore didn’t have his eyes closed, he just stared at Mike, as if he was asking Mike with his eyes.

Is it okay?

Mike took a deep breath and said to him, holding back his sadness:

"I promise you that I will treat this world tenderly."

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

But those blue eyes were still open.

This made Mike's heart a surge of anger. He stared at Dumbledore fiercely, his chest rising and falling, as if he was about to scream and question what he wanted to do!

But in the end, Mike's question was still not spoken.

He quieted down as if suddenly thinking of something, looked at Dumbledore with complicated eyes, and said hesitantly:

"I... forgive you."

'thank you. ’

Suddenly Dumbledore's voice echoed in Mike's ear.

Mike looked around in surprise, looking for the source of the sound.

But there was nothing around him.

And when he looked back again, he found that Dumbledore had already closed his eyes, and only the corner of his mouth became more brilliant again, as if he was trying to scare Mike after death. Feel happy.

Seeing this, Mike finally couldn't help it, and tears slowly slipped from his eye sockets, ticking down on the dark desktop in front of him.

Mike gasped, rubbing his arms against his face fiercely, as if to stop the tears from staying.

But no matter what he tried, it didn't help.

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

At the same time, her face began to become distorted, and intermittent choking sounds came from her throat, but strangely, no tears crossed her eyes.

Maybe it is too sad.

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

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

It was as if they had lost some important person.

Not only them, but at this moment, a riot occurred in the Forbidden Forest.

Unicorns, eagle-headed horse-winged beasts, birds and snakes, little fairies, tree guards, ball escape birds, moon beasts...

All magical creatures, whether they are nocturnal creatures or day-walking creatures, and regardless of whether their relationship is harmonious.

Now they all walked out of the forbidden forest, gathered on the open space outside the forbidden forest, staring at Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

Suddenly, the unicorns shining with holy brilliance let out a soft cry, then flexed their front hoofs, lowered their heads and bowed deeply towards Hogwarts Castle.

And this is like a signal.

All the surrounding creatures also started to move, bowing if they could, touching the ground with their foreheads if they could not, and turning over if they had no heads.

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 protruded his head out of the water and looked up at Hogwarts Castle with those huge eyes.

On the surface of the water beside him, bursts of bubbles were constantly rising from the water, and as the bubbles shattered, the beautiful singing of the mermaids also came out from the water.

The singing of the mermaids was extremely penetrating, and slowly floated into the Hogwarts Auditorium.

The people who were still a little confused were all stagnant.

Although they did not understand the words of the mermaid, they did.

The joyous songs that ordinary mermaids often sing are different. This time, there is a deep sense of sadness in the singing of mermaids.

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

And Sirius who was beside Harry had already cried into tears.

This surprised Harry, knowing that Sirius was a tough guy in his mind.

In doubt, Harry could only pat the opponent lightly for comfort.

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, it's dead!

Sirius cried even harder.

And the singing of the mermaids continues to drift away, as if to announce this sad news to the world-a great hero is dead!

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

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

"May you have love without regrets!"

"May you get rid of endless pain!"

"We remember your greatness and never forget it!"

"..."

...

In the smoky office, the drunk-eyed Mike was sitting paralyzed at his desk, pouring hard liquor into his mouth without a bite. Under his feet, empty wine bottles and remaining cigar butts had already piled up. Hill.

On the desk in front of him, there was a daily prophet with an obituary.

Obituaries:

Our respected principal and the greatest wizard in the world, Albus Percival Woolfrick Brian Dumbledore, died at Hogwarts in the early morning of June 1, 1997. He was 115 years old.

The funeral will be held at Hogwarts at 1 p.m. on June 8, 1997. This is an obituary.

The Ministry of Magic wailes

June 1, 1997

And below the obituary, there is a bold font that reads:

"... It is reported that Dumbledore did not die naturally, but was killed by man. The murderer was a Hogwarts student, now the Ministry of Magic's s-class wanted man-McTownley!

Chris Flint, the current Ministry of Magic, said that McTorley’s behavior was so bad and the methods were cruel that he was extremely angry. He propagated that he would use all the power that could be mobilized to catch this murderer and vowed to do it for Dumbu. Headmaster Lido's revenge!

Our station will continue to follow up and report on this matter, please..."

"Boom!"

The angry Mike flushed and threw the bottle in his hand fiercely with a roar.

The dark green wine bottle hit the wall and turned into fragments on the ground.

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

It has been three days since he killed Dumbledore.

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

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 Freemason Secret Realm.

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

Or maybe he was just evading reality.

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

You know, Dumbledore is also their principal!

The current Mike really doesn’t know how to face them Of course, this is not the main reason why Mike is so decadent. Dumbledore is dead, and Mike’s inner sadness is no more than anyone else. small.

A wry smile appeared on Mike's face.

Although killing Dumbledore was something Mike planned 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, that person's name is Dumbledore.

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

At the same time, Benjamin and other Freemasonry members are gathering outside the office.

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

Victor looked nonchalant, if he could, he even wanted to hum a joyful little song to express his excitement.

Because, Mike gave him the legendary elderberry wand for him to study, and in the process of research, he found some very interesting things.

Of course, he wouldn't really hum a paragraph, it would only invite other people's performances.

But this does not prevent him from having fun alone.

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

Now he just wants to do scientific research. It is a great concession to send a projector over to guard Mike with everyone. It is impossible to make him feel sad for Dumbledore or worry about Mike.