Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 381 The Plan to Completely Kill Death!

At this point, Dumbledore paused, then continued:
"However, unlike other rules, Death has developed its own consciousness and harbors malice towards humans and wizards. If it is allowed to develop further, wizards and humans may be destroyed by it one day in the future."

However, the three brothers happened to encounter Death, who deceived him and stole his most essential power, the Three Sacred Treasures, from him. This act greatly inhibited his development.

If Death regains control of the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak, the balance of life and death in the entire magical world will likely be completely shattered.

Finally, Dumbledore's gaze softened slightly, yet it still held an unwavering resolve:
"It seems that our battle with death is going to be longer than we imagined."

But as long as there are still people willing to protect the light, He will never succeed.

Harry shook his head at Dumbledore's words. He looked up at Dumbledore, his voice slightly lower:

"Professor, I know that protecting the light is important, but preventing the return of death is like trying to plug a crack that can never be filled."

Since Death has been able to break free from its constraints time and time again, it means that it has never truly disappeared.

Instead of waiting for Him to come back again, we should find a way to end Him completely.

Even if this path is more difficult, at least it will allow those who come after to no longer live in fear of His possible return.

We shouldn't just be guardians; sometimes, only by completely severing the root of the threat can the light truly remain securely.

Dumbledore's fingers paused, and a complex light flashed in his blue eyes behind his glasses in the dim candlelight.

There were surprises, relief, and a subtle, almost imperceptible heaviness.

He didn't speak immediately, but slowly walked to the window, gazing at the swaying shadows of the trees in the direction of the Forbidden Forest in the distance. His aged back looked particularly upright in the twilight.

After a moment, he turned around, a bitter smile playing on his lips. His voice was gentler than before, yet more solemn:

“Cut off the source of the threat, Harry. You’re always braver and more decisive than I ever imagined.”

When I was young, I also had the same thought that as long as I found the most thorough way, I could end all darkness once and for all.

But I later realized that death is not a physical entity that can be killed; it is the shadow of fear, an inseparable part of the cycle of life, and the deep-seated obsession with loss in the human heart.

As he spoke, he approached Harry and gently patted the boy's shoulder, the warmth of his palm carrying the weight of years:
"You want to protect those who come after you; this intention is more powerful than any spell."

But to completely kill Death is essentially to defy the laws of nature. What we can do is never to destroy Him, but to prevent more people from being ensnared by His shadow and from bowing to darkness out of fear.

At this point, Dumbledore's eyes lit up again, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, yet growing ever more resolute:

"However, your resoluteness is precisely the courage we need most in our fight against darkness."

Perhaps one day in the future, it is this unwillingness to compromise that will allow us to find a more powerful way than simply protecting.

But now, we also need to learn to distinguish: what is achievable, and what are obsessions that will plunge us into another kind of darkness.

Harry shook his head; Dumbledore's words were indeed true for the people of the wizarding world.

To wizards, Death, who is immortal because the Death Dimension is immortal, is no different from a rule. But it's different for Harry. He now truly has a way to kill Death completely, whether by temporarily destroying the Death Dimension or severing the connection between Death and the Death Dimension.

Harry then affirmed, "Professor Dumbledore, Death is not an incarnation of any law; He is a dimensional demon, like those otherworldly beings lurking in spatial rifts, except that His domain happens to be death."

Dimensional demons are not invincible; all that is needed is to destroy their dimensional foundation. The foundation of the god of death is the dimension of death.

We must temporarily destroy the Death Dimension, or sever its connection with the Death Dimension, so that it loses its source of power, encounters its true form, and has the opportunity to kill it completely.

I know this sounds crazy, but it's not just wild guessing. After all, I can handle the most difficult part: destroying the Death Dimension or severing the connection between Death and the Death Dimension. All you need to do is kill Death when he's at his weakest.

Dumbledore looked at Harry in shock. Although he had a vague feeling that he was no match for Harry, he had not expected Harry to be this strong.

What immense power it is to destroy a dimension, or to temporarily sever another god from his divine realm.

Although somewhat incredulous, Dumbledore knew Harry wasn't a liar. He paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically:

"Alright, leave it to me then. I'll do everything in my power to kill him!"

Harry then spoke with Dumbledore about some details of the upcoming plans.

The plan was quickly finalized, and action would begin once Harry had completely absorbed the Soul King's authority.

Just before Harry was about to leave, Dumbledore suddenly called out to him:
"Harry, I'm going to visit an old friend. Would you like to come with me?"

Harry did not refuse Dumbledore's invitation.

He had nothing to do anyway, so visiting Professor Dumbledore's old friend was a good option.

………………

Using Apparition, Harry and Dumbledore quickly arrived in front of a gloomy villa.

Dumbledore was completely unaffected by the eerie atmosphere around him, and he said softly:
"Welcome to the beautiful village of Badley Barberton. Come on, Harry, my old friend should be waiting for me inside."

The two slowly walked into the house, and Harry's eyes were drawn to its appearance.

The house is located in a remote area, hidden behind a dense green vegetation. The light gray stone walls are mostly covered by climbing vines. The deep green of the vines and the cold gray of the stone collide, as if giving the house a natural camouflage.

Pushing open the door, the interior was dilapidated, with a layer of dust on the floor, as if no one had ever lived there.

The walls were bare, without any decorations, and one wall even had a large hole through which one could see into the study behind it.

Inside the living room, there were some pieces of furniture covered in dust.

Harry glanced at it briefly before focusing his gaze on the bulging armchair at the edge of the living room, which was transformed by a wizard.

Dumbledore noticed this too. He went to the armchair, suddenly thrusting the tip of his wand into the bulging cushion of the armchair, which let out a pained cry: "Ouch!"

(End of this chapter)