He Shall Live Forever, Conquering Death!

Hogwarts Castle, Headmaster's office.

Elebic's body, severed at the waist, lay quietly on the floor of the Headmaster's office. After the ice that had frozen Mechanical Soldier Number One melted, sparks continuously burst from its damaged mechanical components.

Four people stood around Mechanical Soldier Number One. Linley and Irina stood side by side, and Linley's eyes held an unprecedented gravity.

Standing opposite Linley and Irina was Dumbledore. His brows were tightly furrowed. Though deeply versed in alchemy, he found that he could not understand the construction of these mechanical components.

As for the fourth person in the Headmaster's office, he was someone the other three knew and respected immensely, yet someone who should never have appeared in the British wizarding world... Nicolas Flamel!

"Human Alchemy..." Nicolas Flamel stared solemnly at Mechanical Soldier Number One on the ground. In a deep voice, he said, "I never expected that, after more than a hundred years, the American Magical Congress's research into Human Alchemy would have reached this stage."

Linley frowned, seemingly recalling something. "Master Ancestor, do you mean they have completely broken the taboo of Human Alchemy?"

Nicolas Flamel nodded heavily. "Regrettably, but... yes! This is a purely alchemical creation. It has no wizard's soul. The so-called alchemical chip placed in its head contains nothing more than a replicated consciousness data entity based on its memories!"

"In other words, the wizard controlling this mechanical body, that fellow named Elebic, likely died completely the moment he uploaded his consciousness data. Even his soul has dispersed from this world! This alchemically crafted body can no longer be called a person!"

That was what Nicolas Flamel said.

Dumbledore looked at Nicolas and asked softly, "Nicolas, according to you, this fellow is not a wizard but a complete war machine. Then may I understand this to