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Harry Potter and the Secret Tresures

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v2 Chapter 1509: Meaning of death

Undoubtedly, both Irving and Harry have a lot to say to Dumbledore, but they don't know how to express it.

For anyone, this is something extraordinarily difficult, and the inexplicable sadness is filled with three people. In the face of sudden news, they both have a lot to confirm with Dumbledore. The hardest part of everything is whether Dumbledore can die!

Even if he explained, this is not a true death, but magic.

Death is an indispensable element of this unparalleled spell, in the same sense as the spellcasting, spellcasting, or the magic wand must do. Without excessive interpretation, death here will not have much meaning than shaking the wand.

But life itself gives the word "death" more distinctive meaning.

undefinedNo matter who you are, you will not feel relaxed in the face of death.

The same is true of Avon and Harry. They can't be indifferent, as if nothing happened, telling Dumbledore to die, to go early and go back early...

Compared with Harry, Aiwen may think more and be more rational.

If Dumbledore's departure is something that is already destined to happen, then it cannot be changed. What they need now is not a lamentable sorrow, but a reflection on how to make greater use of this matter and make the unfavorable situation They are good.

For example, let Voldemort think that Dumbledore is really dead!

Or further, according to Dumbledore's script, let Voldemort think that Dumbledore was killed by Draco Malfoy or Snape.

If you want to come, Voldemort, who knows that Dumbledore will die, will become ecstatic, and he will not give up any chance to make him stronger.

Since the last time he had a duel with Harry, he should have realized that his wand had gone wrong, and he should have begun to investigate the secrets of the old wand!

Ai Wen had to admit that letting things go according to the original plan seemed to be the best result, and it was highly feasible. It was originally an event that he tried to avoid, and now it seems to have happened! He wants to help Dumbledore to finish the play.

After explaining everything clearly, Dumbledore seemed to exhaust all his strength.

He looked extraordinarily weak and did not say much on the way back.

In fact, he was in a coma on the way.

If it is not certain that he still has breathing, Evan may think he is dead.

Ivan never thought about it, Dumbledore would look like this.

This powerful wizard has reached the end of his life, and he is now waiting for the arrival of death!

Ai Wen still remembers the last conversation with Dumbledore on the Azkaban tower.

"Professor, are you ready to meet the **** of death?"

"Of course, I only need to make this more meaningful now." Dumbledore said easily, "Ivan, death is not terrible, it actually seems to go to bed after a long day. Moreover, for those who are very clear-headed, death is just another great adventure. We should meet the **** of death like an old friend and, with equal status, happily leave the world with him."

"Then will you come back later?"

"Maybe, I might choose to keep going."

"We will not want you, Hogwarts can't have no principal."

"Hogwarts can continue the millennium because of its will, inherited from the unique qualities of the four founders, not because of a particular wizard." Dumbledore said slowly, closing his eyes, "we I will win in the end, Ivan, I am too tired, let me take a break now, and there are still a lot of things to do."

About ten minutes later, Avon, Harry and Dumbledore returned to the dark road of Hogmund village, and the summer warm air came on, the dense fog and the sea scent disappeared, and the three appeared. Extraordinary wolverine, clothes dripping down.

There was silence in the four times, and the night was dark.

In the distance, several street lights and several brightly lit windows upstairs are the only source of light.

"Wake up, Professor, we are back!" Ai Wen took a deep breath and said.

"Go back to the castle... Remember, what I need is... Professor Snape..." Dumbledore opened his eyes, his state was far from good, "Bring Severus..."

"Let's take you back now, hold the professor, Harry!" Avon said, and they just got Dumbledore out of the alley and heard a footstep.

Mrs. Rosmerta ran towards them on the dark street, wearing plush high-heeled slippers on her feet, and a silk dressing gown embroidered with a fire dragon.

Ai Wen pointed her wand at her, paused for a moment, and let it go.

"When I just pulled the curtains on the bedroom, I saw your phantoms appear! Thank goodness, thank God, I really don't know what... oh, what about Albus?" She stopped her steps, widened her eyes and looked down. Dumbledore.

"He was hurt," Avon said.

"There was an accident, we have to go back to Hogwarts." Harry followed, "Mrs. Rosmerta, can you please..."

"No, you can't go back to Hogwarts right now," Mrs. Rosmerta said quickly. "Don't you find out, don't you see it?"

"See what? Rosmerta, what happened?" Dumbledore looked up.

"Black, Dark Mark, Albus." She pointed her finger at the sky in the direction of Hogwarts.

Evan, Harry, and Dumbledore looked around, and it was there, hanging over the school: the green dazzling cockroach, spit out the serpent-like tongue in his mouth. Whenever the Death Eaters break into a building, no matter where they kill people, they must leave such a mark...

Harry slammed his eyes wide open and his heart was filled with fear.

Ai Wen narrowed his eyes and the scheduled script started!

"The Dark Mark, when did it appear?" Dumbledore asked, struggling to stand up and grab Harry's shoulder and hurt.

"It must have been a few minutes ago, when I put the cat out, it was not there, but when I got up the stairs..."

"We need to go back to the castle right away." Dumbledore said that he is controlling his body with his own will. "Rosmer Tower, we need transportation, flying brooms..."

"There is a back of my bar, I can give you three!" Rosmerta said, her look was very scared, "Abs, do you want me to go and get it?"

"No, Harry can do it."

Harry raised his wand immediately. "Rosmerta's broom flew!"

After a second, they heard a loud bang and the front door of the bar was knocked open.