The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Is there any other way?" Jon looked at Dumbledore a little puzzled, and asked softly.

He didn't understand, if there was a way, why didn't Dumbledore tell himself until now?

"Gellert had already told me... after you went to find him a few months ago..." Albus Dumbledore's voice was calm and unusual: "The way Horcruxes are used to split the soul... The essence is to use the other's soul to tear one's own soul after killing a target..."

"After any creature is killed, his soul will become very, very weak, and it will decline at a very fast rate... There is no doubt that under normal circumstances, it cannot cause too much damage to a cursed soul like a blood cursed soul. Great harm." Dumbledore's mouth suddenly showed a confident smile: "But if the slain wizard is strong enough and has a subjective willingness to fight against the blood cursed soul, it will be enough!"

Jon, who listened carefully to Dumbledore’s words, suddenly changed his face. He raised his head and gave Dumbledore a strange look: "Professor, this is impossible..."

"To be honest, I have gone through a long period of ideological struggle..." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I have been thinking that maybe your method may work, and it may restore Miss Greengrass; then, just No need for me to do it..."

"But now it is obvious that you have failed, so... from my personal opinion, I think that using my old life to exchange a fifteen or sixteen-year-old fresh life is something for the **** of death. Very bad thing..."

"No!" Jon categorically denied, he almost shouted: "Professor...you can't do this..."

"Unfortunately..." Dumbledore shook his head: "Jon, I won't follow your personal wishes this time!"

Almost as soon as Dumbledore's voice fell, a few hard vines suddenly appeared on the wall of the Room of Requirement, which tied Jon firmly to the wall... Now, he could not move.

...

Jon was almost out of breath.

But the vine that bound his neck quickly loosened, allowing him to breathe easily.

"Professor..." His voice was a little bit crying: "We can't change our lives..."

"No, Jon, you are still young, you don't understand..." Dumbledore waved his hand to him: "For an old man like us, death is not a big deal; a certain meaning. In the end, it was a relief..."

"As early as many years ago, when the tragedy of Ariana happened, I thought about death..." Dumbledore said calmly, "But I know that I need to stop Gellert. This is me. After Gellert was defeated by me, the new magic world needed my help; when the Ministry of Magic regained its vitality, Tom’s power also expanded. I think I am also responsible.

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Let's stop him..."

"My whole life, I have lived for all kinds of responsibilities; in my whole life, I have never lived a day for myself... So death is a real relief for me!" Dumbledore said, A faint smile: "Because what I really want to do is to stay with my parents and my sister after I can take a break..."

"But you still have a responsibility... Voldemort is still alive... His power is getting stronger..." Jon argued loudly.

"So, leave it to you!" Dumbledore said easily: "Hogwarts chose you... You have an extraordinary talent that I can't match, you have an extraordinary wisdom, and Noble character... In many ways, you are better than me, and you are destined to do better than me... Don't tell me you can't, if you can't handle even a Tom, then I will be very, very disappointed... …"

"Professor... Professor Dumbledore... I beg you..."

Jon's voice was getting smaller and smaller, because the vine that bound his neck became tighter and tighter.

"Actually... what really made me determined was what Aberforth wrote in the letter half an hour ago!" Dumbledore said quietly, "He told me that Miss Greengrass looks a bit like Ariana. ...Aberforth is right!"

...

Dumbledore no longer paid attention to Jon, but went to Astoria and picked up the locket in her hand.

Wipe it clean with the placket, and then he put the locket back into the girl's hand.

Then, the red light surrounding Astoria gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the girl's face became pale again... Just as Animagus deformed, her face began to become slightly distorted, and her body began to become slender and slender...

As Albus Dumbledore's spell on her disappeared, the blood cursed soul began to take control of her body.

"No..." Jon shouted in vain, but there was no sound from his mouth.

The ten-foot-long giant snake reappeared in front of him, and the giant snake stared at the old wizard in front of him.

Dumbledore closed his eyes with a smile.

The giant snake opened its mouth wide and rushed towards him

Blood ran down from Dumbledore's neck, and he slowly fell on his back like a big tattered doll...

he died!

...

At the same time, the giant snake was also struggling painfully on the ground.

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; There seems to be an invisible force suppressing it.

Astoria began to return to its original shape a little bit, and at the same time, the locket in her hand began to be surrounded by black light a little bit.

Jon knew very well that it was the soul of Dumbledore. He was helping Astoria to drive the soul of the blood curse into the Horcrux.

The blood cursed soul is weakening almost at a speed visible to the naked eye... Compared with the soul of Albus Dumbledore ~www.NovelMTL.com~ its power is not worth mentioning.

The locket was soon filled with blood cursed souls... Astoria, there was almost no breath of monster souls left.

Everything is so simple... so easy.

but……

A tear came from the corner of Jon's eyes.

The vines that bound him have disappeared...it only means one thing...Albus Dumbledore, really left him.

Jon walked quickly to Astoria's side and "snatched" the Horcrux from her hand.

You can clearly feel the soul power in the Horcrux, and Jon's heart is also filled with anger and hatred at this time.

Throwing the Horcrux full of blood cursed souls on the ground, he raised his wand and roared at the same time:

"Avada Kedavra!"

...

The Horcrux was destroyed...

The blood curse was also lifted...

Astoria Greengrass was unconscious on the ground, her breath was very weak...but she was still alive, and very healthy, healthier than ever before!

However, Principal Dumbledore, there was only one cold body left.

Jon cried and hugged Dumbledore's body... He stretched out his hand to straighten the half-moon glasses on the hooked nose, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then stared down at the wise one. 'S old face, working hard to face this unacceptable fact...

Suddenly, Jon's crying stopped.

He trembled and looked up

Putting down Dumbledore's body, then he got up.

It's not over yet...

Because he heard it suddenly, a voice in his mind came from the voice of his "sixth sense".

The efficacy of Fu Ling Potion is not over yet!