"Shut up, it's you who killed her, it's you, the demon!" Dumbledore roared, and the wand he originally held in one hand was clenched with both hands, constantly increasing the output of magic power.

"Really!" Zhu Kunming looked at Dumbledore with a smile and his hair and beard flying under the turbulence of magic power, and said softly; "Maybe you're right, because there's a saying that says! It seems that I didn't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me! ”

Zhu Kunming shook his head regretfully, wiped his fingers on the blood on the side of his mouth, and then gently sent the fingers with blood into his mouth.

"It tastes good, but it's missing some flavorings!"

Zhu Kunming smiled slightly, and his body slowly recovered from a humanoid skeleton under the gaze of everyone, and became the handsome guy with a cold face again.

"Dumbledore, my friend, I'm leaving!" Zhu Kunming took the crystal ball in his hand, and the crystal ball was slowly changing at this time, slowly sliding down Zhu Kunming's fingertips like weathered sand, and with the disappearance of the crystal ball, the mysterious runes quickly integrated into Zhu Kunming's body.

"I'm gone, but what else can I leave behind, like my legends, and the path I've walked!"

Zhu Kunming threw the skull wand in his hand as he spoke, turning into a flash of light and flying quickly towards Hogwarts. And after doing all this, Zhu Kunming probed in his hand and found an extra sword engraved with a flying dragon.

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"Extra, extra, Dumbledore, the former director of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, has passed away, and after his death, he left a will, and Hogwarts will be succeeded by a mysterious wizard named Tom!"

"The latest personnel change of the Ministry of Magic, due to the accidental death of the previous minister, the current Minister of Magic will be the Department of Mysteries, Director Jifu, who will lead everyone to pursue a new future, and a better tomorrow."

With the disappearance of Zhu Kunming, all the people who participated in the battle that day were killed, and no one was spared except Voldemort, who had the Horcruxes. Before Dumbledore's death, Dumbledore trembled and handed the ring symbolizing the head of Hogwarts to Voldemort's hand at the last moment, and then closed his eyes in relief with a silent nod.

Zhu Kun's name is gone, but the days of the wizarding world are still going on, and many years later, a man named Harry Potter has entered Azkaban and become the new guardian of Azkaban. Hermione did not go crazy in the days that followed, but joined the Ministry of Magic, becoming the Ministry's coordinator of the Muggle world.

Many people died, but the world went on, going in an unknown direction. It was a picture that never appeared in the movie, a new world, a new journey.

"Uncle Tom, how many paths do you say there are to the strong?"

Dressed in washed white old clothes, Luna, who had graduated, quietly looked at Voldemort lying in a rocking chair with a kind face. No, not Voldemort, it's Dean Tom.

"The path to the strong!" Tom, who was already out of pride, squinted his eyes and remembered a sword-wielding figure with a golden dragon coiling around him.

"Don't you know? Uncle Tom? Luna looked at Tom with a grin, and then staggered outside, but no one noticed that there was a skeleton smiling at the top of the wand in Luna's ear.

It's a confusing world, we don't have time, we don't know why it all is, when it started, but we really don't have time. There is no time for us to think about when all this happened, and there is no time for us to explore the mysteries of all this.

It was a chaotic time, and everyone knew from the moment they were born when they were going to die, because everyone had a constantly beating watch on their arm, and it was a green watch.

We can only count time from the age of twenty-five, because the time on our arm begins to jump when we are twenty-five, and at the moment when the watch turns, we only have one year to live.

Time is money, you have everything when you have it, and vice versa. We can only work, work, and work until the moment when your time goes to zero.

"Welcome to the world of the World Planning Bureau, we have locked the coordinates, and the fragment of the Rubik's Cube you are looking for is hidden in this world."

Listening to the big dream space prompt in his ear, Zhu Kunming's eyes swept over the street, and found that there was a depression here, and there were some dead bodies lying quietly on both sides of the road, and there was a zeroed watch in their hands. Passers-by were unaware of this, as if it were an ant rather than a dead man lying on the side of the road.

"Where's the Rubik's Cube fragment? Is there any accurate information? ”

Zhu Kunming tightened the black robe on his body, breathing in the air with an empty breath.

"Sorry host, there is no accurate information, but because of the fusion of two Rubik's Cube fragments, I found that it is divided into five pieces in the hidden information of the Rubik's Cube, which represent will, fate, time, space, and energy. And in the world of the Time Planning Bureau, what is hidden may be the fragment of time, or it can be called the heart of time. And the only advice I can give you is that time is only hidden in the person who needs it, and to get it, you may need to understand the meaning of time! ”

"The meaning of time!" Zhu Kunming frowned when he heard this, because isn't this the same as the world of Harry Potter, and he needs to look all over the world!

Zhu Kunming analyzed what he needed to do in confusion, but no matter what he thought, there was nothing to do. Because in the time planning bureau's movie, there is no mention of these things at all, and there is no record of the heart of time. And in this world, whether it is technology or personal force, there is also no merit, and the whole world is worthless to Zhu Kunming.

Zhu Kunming walked aimlessly on the street, and the sound of his shoes stepping on the cement road made a particularly harsh sound in the dark night.

"Sir, can you give me a minute? I need it so badly! ”

Just when Zhu Kunming bowed his head and was silent, a little girl of seven or eight years old came to Zhu Kunming's side all the way, holding a silver cigarette case in her hand, and whispered to Zhu Kunming.

"Time conversion? Converter! Zhu Kunming looked at the things in the little girl's hand and knew that this was an instrument that could extract time from other people's hands, and it was an important part of the world of the World Planning Bureau.

"Please, sir, I'll just need a minute!" The little girl looked at Zhu Kunming's unmoved appearance and said with some pleading.

(End of chapter)