Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Dumbledore stared into Mike's eyes and burst into laughter after an unknown amount of time.

Mike bared his teeth in anger. Dumbledore's azure hair seemed to have some kind of magical power, making him feel like his mind had been read.

Very uncomfortable!

Dumbledore was still laughing, and it was not until he was tired of laughing that he gasped and said to Mike:

"I really saw you right, Mike, you are a kind and good boy."

"fart!"

Dumbledore chuckled and shook his head. He didn't mind Mike's dirty words. Instead, he followed what Mike said before:

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

After a pause, Dumbledore said again:

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

Hearing this, Mike fell silent again.

Because he knew that Dumbledore was lying.

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

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

That is to use a disarming charm to knock the elder wand out of its owner's hand.

But Dumbledore's attempt to persuade Mike to kill him without resorting to lies also made Mike understand one thing.

That means Dumbledore really doesn't want to live anymore.

Just like what Mike said before to reject Dumbledore, the current days of lingering are a torture that is worse than death for Dumbledore.

So, is it really necessary to kill Dumbledore?

Mike fell into deep hesitation.

Dumbledore, who was standing next to him, also saw Mike's hesitation. He straightened up with difficulty, put the elder wand on the table into Mike's hand, and then took Mike's hand and pressed the tip of the wand against it. In my own heart.

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

The anger on Mike's face could not be restrained. He felt that his breathing was a little disordered, and the hand holding the wand was trembling.

"Can't you... not die? Isn't it bad to be alive...?"

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

He didn't speak, but gently touched Mike's face, then took Mike's hand and nodded heavily towards Mike.

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

"Avada Kedavra."

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

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

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

As those green light strips spread, Dumbledore gradually lost his vitality.

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

People killed by ordinary death curses 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 the world today, only Mike, a legendary wizard who has mastered the power of the curse, can control the Death Curse to this degree of precision.

This was also Mike's last tender moment.

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

It's not just why, the dead Dumbledore didn't close his eyes. He just looked at Mike, as if he was questioning Mike with his eyes.

Is it ok?

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

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

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

But those blue eyes were still open.

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

But in the end, Mike's question remained unspoken.

He calmed down as if he 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.

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

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

Mike gasped and rubbed his arms hard 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 just stood in front of Dumbledore, crying silently.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting blankly in his office, also looked at the direction of the principal's office with some feeling.

Then, she seemed to realize something, and her 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, there were no tears in the corners of her eyes.

Maybe, it's too sad.

Everyone who was sleeping in the auditorium also woke up, looking around with confused expressions.

Just now, they suddenly felt palpitations. It was like a big mountain pressing down on their hearts, heavy.

It was as if they had lost someone important.

Not only them, there was also a riot in the Forbidden Forest at this moment.

Unicorn, Hippogriff, Bird Snake, Fairy, Bowtruckle, Ball Escaper, Moon-Crazy Beast...

All magical creatures, whether they are nocturnal or day creatures, and whether they are on friendly terms or not.

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

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

And this is like a signal.

All the surrounding creatures also started to move. Those who could bow bowed, those who couldn't bow lightly touched the ground with their foreheads, and those who really didn't have a head turned over.

They all express their respect to Dumbledore in their own way.

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

The giant octopus monster rarely raised its head out of the water, looking up at Hogwarts Castle with its huge eyes.

On the water next to him, bursts of bubbles were rising from the water, and as those bubbles burst, the beautiful songs of the mermaids also came from the water.

The mermaids' singing was extremely penetrating and slowly floated into the Hogwarts auditorium.

Everyone who was still a little confused was stunned.

Although they couldn't understand the mermaid's words, they could still hear them.

Different from the cheerful songs that the mermaids often sing, this time there is a strong sadness in the songs of the mermaids.

This made everyone who was already heavy in their hearts even more uncomfortable. Some emotional girls were even infected by the singing and began to sob softly.

Sirius, who was beside Harry, was already in tears.

This made Harry feel strange, because in his mind Sirius was a tough guy.

In confusion, Harry could only pat the other person gently to show 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 is dead!

Sirius cried harder.

And the songs of the mermaids continued to float 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 be able to roam freely in the sea of ​​​​the underworld, and be as comfortable as you are in this world!"

"May you have a love without regrets!"

"May you be freed from endless pain!"

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

"..."

…

In the smoky office, a drunken Mike was sitting at his desk, pouring liquor into his mouth. At his feet, empty wine bottles and remaining cigar butts had already piled up into a pile. hill.

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

Obituary:

Our respected headmaster and the greatest wizard in the world, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, passed away in the early morning of June 1, 1997 at Hogwarts. He died at the age of 115.

The funeral will be held at Hogwarts at 1:00 pm on June 8, 1997. This is the obituary announcement.

The Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China is pleading

June 1, 1997

Below the obituary, there are words in bold and large fonts:

"...It is reported that Dumbledore did not die of natural causes, but was killed artificially. The murderer was none other than a Hogwarts student and the current S-class wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic - Mike Townley!

Chris Flint, the current Ministry of Magic, said that he was extremely angry at the egregious behavior and cruel methods of Mike Townley. He announced that he would use all available forces to capture this murderer and vowed to fight for Dumbledore. Principal Lido takes revenge!

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

"Bang!"

The angry Mike's face flushed, and he roared and threw the bottle in his hand fiercely.

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

But after doing all this, Mike seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped on the chair again.

It had 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 realm of Freemasonry.

Maybe he walked back by himself, or maybe Benjamin and the others picked him up.

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 spirit, although ordinary tobacco and alcohol had little effect on his legendary spirit.

Or maybe, he is just escaping from 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 principal!

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

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

A wry smile appeared on Mike's face.

Although killing Dumbledore had been in Mike's plan from the beginning, he still didn't expect that he would be so sad when the moment actually came.

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

With this in mind, Mike opened another bottle of Firewhiskey and drank it hard.

At the same time, Benjamin and other members of the Freemasonry were gathering outside the office door.

Their expressions were different. Benjamin, Soraka and others looked at the office door with complicated expressions. They still had feelings for Dumbledore, and Mike had also been very kind to them, which made 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.

Victor looked nonchalant. If possible, he would even want to hum a pleasant ditty to express his excitement.

Because, Mike gave him the legendary elder wand and asked him to research it, and during the research process, he discovered something very interesting.

Of course, he wouldn't actually hum a verse, that would just invite other people's performance.

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

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

Now he only wants to engage in scientific research. It is a huge concession to send a projection to guard Mike with everyone. It is simply impossible to make him sad for Dumbledore or anxious for Mike.