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Chapter 251 is simple, I'm invincible.

Dumbledore is dead.

The lightning, containing endless, violent thunder, struck his body, destroying his flesh.

When the lightning that had filled the entire sky died down, only a charred body remained in the dilapidated house, emitting a putrid heat.

"it's all over."

Gino waved his hand to dispel the lightning.

He blew gently,

The arm of the charred corpse that had fallen was trembling slightly.

"Snapped!"

Legend has it that the wand made by Death from the tail feathers of a Thestral and elderwood flew swiftly toward the direction of Gino.

It slowly fell into Gino's hand, and the boy looked down at the powerful magic wand made of elderwood.

Its surface is entirely black, with raised sections at intervals.

"It's become quite a collectible."

Gino smiled indifferently and put the Elder Wand into his storage space.

Looking at Dumbledore's charred corpse, the boy sighed.

"grim Reaper."

He spoke softly.

As the boy finished speaking, it was as if some kind of rule had descended upon the world.

Countless black dust particles surged and formed an image resembling the Grim Reaper from Western stories.

Beneath the tattered black robe and cloak lay a pale skeleton.

Those slender fingers were slightly bent, and under Gino's gaze, he slowly bent over.

A hoarse, unpleasant voice came from beneath the black robe: "Great master, how may I serve you?"

"Yes, summon the soul of this corpse."

As a world with magic in a purely idealistic form and the existence of ghosts, the concept of soul reincarnation naturally exists here.

"Of course, great master, it is your will."

Death rose slightly and snapped his pale, bony fingers.

The next second, a fair-skinned young man slowly stepped out from the Grim Reaper's black robe.

"really."

The young Dumbledore looked dejected, but quickly regained his composure: "I failed."

He stared at the charred corpse and shook his head, then turned to Gino and pleaded, "The magical world needs peace. I beg you to remain forgiving."

"I'm not a tyrant, nor am I mentally ill." Gino smiled. "I called you out here simply to fulfill your dream."

He looked at Death again: "Summon his sister Ariana."

A night breeze blew by.

Upon hearing Ariana's name, Dumbledore's soul trembled slightly.

He felt guilty towards his own sister, whom he would spend his whole life with.

Countless days and nights, he longed to see his sister and apologize to her in person.

....

Reunions and encounters are always touching.

Dumbledore departed from the mortal world with gratitude, and he would wait for his lover in the realm of souls to embark on a new journey together.

"Whoosh!"

Descending from the night sky, it even broke through the wind.

When Gino fell into Hogwarts again.

"Snapped!"

My feet were on the soft grass.

The surrounding area is filled with lush trees.

"Ah, this is the Forbidden Forest." Gino rubbed his temples, pondering what had happened earlier.

After fulfilling Dumbledore's wish, he had Death summon Nicolas Flamel and learned from the renowned alchemist how to craft the Philosopher's Stone.

Strolling on the lush green grass, I felt the fresh air brought by the evening breeze in the forest.

With a smile on his lips, Gino strolled back to Hogwarts Castle.

Surprisingly, yet also expected.

Outside the castle, professors stood guard outside the Great Hall, wands in hand.

Upon seeing Gino Luther, many professors tensed up and assumed a fighting stance.

"Hmm?" Gino tilted his head and slowly took a step forward.

As he advanced, many professors subconsciously took a half-step back in unison.

"Why are you standing guard at the door so late at night instead of going out to eat?" Gino spread his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

"Professor Luther, Professor Dumbledore has disappeared," Professor McGonagall, who was leading the group, said, staring at Ginobili like the other professors. "He was last seen in your office."

"So?" Gino chuckled. "You don't actually think I can capture Headmaster Dumbledore, do you?"

The boy shook his head, looking somewhat disappointed, and said, "I am just a weak and helpless bard, how could I possibly defeat Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"You don't really think I can beat Professor Dumbledore, do you?"

The boy pointed to his excessively handsome and youthful face, and his words did indeed cause many professors to waver.

Just as Gino said, it is indeed unlikely that a young man could defeat someone who stands at the pinnacle of magic.

"If there's nothing else," Gino said with a smile, walking past the crowd without turning his head, "Excuse my intrusion, but I'm going inside to get something to eat."

....

It must be said that the house-elves at Hogwarts are indeed quite skilled.

The food prepared by this group, who are dedicated to serving wizards for life, is not only perfect in color but also tastes perfect.

Returning with several steaks, and after answering a few questions from the young wizards, Gino pushed open the wooden door to his office, put down the steaks, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Although the lights were off, the terrifying hearing in the dim room still picked up the slightly heavy breathing from the corner.

"What's wrong, is knocking tiring for your hands, Snape?"

Gino sat back down behind his newly built desk, snapped his fingers, and the once dark room was filled with light.

The greasy old man, suddenly exposed to the light, seemed unable to adapt to the glare, and he slightly raised his hand to shield his eyes from the light.

The eyes above his hooked nose stared intently at Gino: "I know, you killed Dumbledore."

"Oh? How do you determine that?"

"Intuition," Snape said, still staring intently at Ginobili. "So, what's the truth?"

"The truth is, Dumbledore is dead." Gino shook his head. "But he was quite happy, having seen the sister he wanted to see."

"What about Voldemort?" Snape's wits seemed to have crumbled. "He'll be back sooner or later, and you killed Dumbledore, the only one who could have destroyed him!"

"This kind of problem..."

"It's very simple."

When confronted by Snape, Gino replied calmly, "I'm invincible."

The boy stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Snape: "To be honest, you're a decent pawn."

Before a shocked Snape could retort, Gino stood not far from him and spoke: "Death."

An extremely cold temperature enveloped the room, and the local deity reappeared, a three-meter-tall behemoth holding a scythe, silently floating in mid-air, showing submission to Gino.

"So?" Gino looked at Snape, leaning back slightly in a casual posture. "Will you serve me?"

Seeing Snape overwhelmed by the amount of information he had absorbed in a short time, Gino spoke calmly, but his words caused Snape's expression to change drastically: "In exchange, I can let the person you miss return to the human world."

(End of this chapter)