() For the vast majority of people, death is undoubtedly a frightening thing.

Even if you can face it with unparalleled courage, ignore it with the determination to protect your loved ones, and try to surpass it with the highest ideals or firm beliefs.

But the instinctive respect and awe, more or less, exists after all, making it hard to deny.

But if you have to say who in this world is not afraid of death at all... at least among the people Maca knows, there are probably only people who say "death is just another great adventure" from time to time Professor Dumbledore, right?

"Professor, is this the person who returned after experiencing 'a great adventure'?" Maca stood beside Dumbledore and muttered casually, "If it is... I think that kind of adventure is still counted. right?"

"What?"

Dumbledore probably didn't hear Maca's murmur just now, subconsciously asked.

Maca shook her head slightly.

"No, it's nothing." He paused, "Anyway...professor, can you help me block her?"

"Oh, sure. But wait a minute."

The feeling of this great old wizard has really not changed. No matter what kind of situation or enemy he faces, he is still so calm. Watching the witch Kern walk towards her step by step, full of oppression, as if she was just welcoming a visitor who came to have afternoon tea...

wait a little longer? What are you waiting for?

Maca, who only put on a casual posture, seemed to be equally calm, and he didn't ask Dumbledore any more. He just nodded immediately to show that he understood.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the enemy and us became a little weird like the completely different scenes on both sides...

Then Kern finally stopped her suddenly, within 30 feet of Dumbledore and Maca.

It wasn't that she became vigilant because of the calmness of the two of them - to her, it was obviously nothing - she just turned her head slightly, as if she had sensed something.

"Oh, here we come."

Following Kern's line of sight, Dumbledore also looked over, and greeted the other visitor with a smile.

Maca followed suit.

"Ah! It's Mr. Greenwald? Well... I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing recently?"

As Maca said so, she curled her lips slightly.

Yes, it was Gellert Greenwald who came.

At the last moment, the old man voluntarily threw himself into the Devouring Mirror, leaving his already aging body in front of Dumbledore's ice coffin forever. And his soul, naturally, has followed in the footsteps of his old friend to come here since that moment.

To be honest, Maca has never liked this "old friend" of Professor Dumbledore very much. It was so in the past, and it remains so even now.

The old man tossed him around at the time, but now that he thought about it, even if he didn't lose in the end, he was still a little angry.

Thinking of this, Maca stroked his chest subconsciously, but soon, he put his hand down again.

On the other side, Greenwald, who was walking slowly towards this side, didn't look at Maca. Not only did he not look at Maca, he didn't even look at the witch Kern, because his eyes only fell on Dumbledore from the beginning to the end.

"Have you been there?" Dumbledore also looked at him and asked him at this moment.

"I just glanced at it from a distance, and I can only look at it from a distance. But it was this glance that made me see the truth!" Greenwald nodded slightly, with the same awe-inspiring demeanor as before, "Death is The end of life is also the beginning of spirit, and if matter is immortal, spirit will last forever... This world has endless mysteries! It is worth you and me to give up everything to seek..."

"Of course, of course, but before that, our 'little friend' still needs us to help him."

While talking, Dumbledore patted Maca's shoulder beside him, indicating that the old friend should also pay attention to the other two existences here.

Maca spread her hands, and seemed to be a little noncommittal about the title of Professor Dumbledore's "little friend".

The witch Kern who was not far away was obviously more interested in the new Grinwald than seeing Dumbledore.

"You are also trying to find the true meaning of the rules of death."

She said this in a very positive tone. Obviously, in her eyes, Greenwald's soul tendency was almost clear at a glance.

After saying this, Greenwald's eyes finally fell on the witch Kern.

"So, do you want me to help you deal with her? Albus." Greenwald looked at Kern and asked, "The astonishing soul power, and the close connection with death, is simply the embodiment of sin... But what does this have to do with me?"

Greenwald is Greenwald. Even if Dumbledore speaks today, he will not easily shake his principles of doing things.

In fact, although he didn't even look at Kern at first, it seemed that he didn't notice the existence of Kern at all. But such an eye-catching witch not only has the dangerous appearance of a demon, but also exudes amazing oppression all the time. How could Greenwald ignore her?

It's just that he usually won't do such a confrontation that is not beneficial to him-every action of Greenwald must have a clear purpose corresponding to it.

This is also the biggest gap between Voldemort and him.

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ How is it rare for Dumbledore who knows him so well?

"Maybe you don't know him, but I can remind you," Dumbledore immediately said, "this is the powerful ancient wizard who was known as the 'Goddess of Death' two thousand years ago, the witch Kern... remember Is it? We both searched all over the world for those ancient legends about her."

That must have been an old story of the two when they were young. They may not even remember the many experiences at that time, but they still remember clearly about the "Deathly Hallows" .

"Reaper?" Greenwald stroked the beard on his upper lip, then turned his head and stared again, "Are you the legendary Reaper?"

But when the two were talking, the witch Kern had already recovered her previous indifference—she was a little curious about Greenwald, but this was not the most important thing for her right now!

She was not interested in answering Greenwald's inquiry.

"Another spare soul hub...?" Kern thought for a while.