Chapter 535
Their eyes faced each other, with a piece of white hair inserted between them.
John stared at Credence and said, "Don't you think you should avoid ladies taking baths?"
"But there is no bath here..."
Just as Credence was about to refute, John waved his wand and a bathtub appeared, followed by several wooden boards falling down to turn into screens.
Okay, Credence suppressed the weirdness in his heart.
It felt like Nagini was the one who really made the deal with John.
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The night passed.
Nagini never imagined that one day she would wake up in a soft bed.
She felt unreal.
I touched the mattress, which was as soft as cotton.
"That's made of feathers."
John appeared at the window and greeted Nagini, "Hello, Nagini."
"Where's Credence?"
"He was down there shaving in front of the mirror."
Jumping through the window and walking in, John asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Do we know each other?"
Nagini hesitated for a while, then asked her question.
John was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
After thinking for a while, he asked: "Do you really want to know?"
This seemed to be a very important thing, and Nagini could feel the solemnity in John's words.
She nodded and said, "If you can."
"It comes at a price." John walked over and put down a skirt.
Sitting on the bed, he looked seriously into Nagini's eyes and said, "It's a very serious price."
The price is heavy?
Nagini hesitated.
"Is it as serious as burning down the circus?"
"I can tell you, I won't hurt you, Nagini."
John said solemnly: "The circus was burned down because they insulted you. You are my friend, and my friend should not be insulted."
His voice conveys the power to believe.
"I've never been a kind person, and I can tell you without hesitation that I wanted to burn down more than just the tent yesterday."
"Smile more, Nagini."
John stood up and walked to the stairs.
Credence, who was eavesdropping there, was caught red-handed.
He dodged his eyes in panic.
"Credence," John stopped him and said, "aren't your family always here?"
Credence looked upstairs, and Nagini, who was about to change her skirt, turned around with a feeling.
"Isn't the family you recognize not as good as that blood relationship?" John said lightly.
Credence was also confused.
Just as he was about to go up, he was pulled down by John.
"Don't peek!"
…
A little bird was chirping.
Credence fed it ground bird food.
Nagini came down after changing her skirt.
Her snakeskin clothes were changed into a light blue dress, with the hem just right, revealing a section of her white ankles.
Credence also changed into the purple dress.
There are three stars embroidered on the neckline.
Handsome men and beautiful women.
"Credence, I hope you find your family." John handed over his wand.
"Aren't you going with me?" Credence paused and took the wand.
John shook his head, "This is your family."
In fact, he was still afraid of what would happen if he intervened.
The scene he saw in the time flash, Jacob will also appear in Paris.
"Control your emotions."
After giving his final instructions, John watched the two of them leave.
As the two of them walked away, a person slowly walked out from behind.
"Hand over your wand, you are surprisingly bold, Joel."
A deep voice, with nostalgia for acquaintances.
Grindelwald looked deeply at John.
At this moment, he only needed to wave the wand lightly, and John could not escape the clutches of this generation of Dark Lord.
"Really, you think you can control me?" John's mouth curved, "Gale."
After more than twenty years, I have grown old, but my old friend still remains young.
Grindelwald's eyes were filled with wonder.
"How did you do that, Joel."
"Achieve... immortality?"
The mysterious Yor, with the power of immortality.
No matter which one it was, it was full of temptations that made Grindelwald want to inquire.
"Magic, it's just magic, Gale," John looked at Wolfgang who appeared outside.
"It seems you have other plans for Credence."
They were here before Credence left, but they didn't do anything.
John speculated on Grindelwald's true purpose.
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Chapter 551 Hello, Grindelwald
"You said you were willing to kill Al for me?"
Grindelwald put his hands behind his back, his eyes also filled with scrutiny.
"Of course, as long as you can afford the price, Gale." John met those eyes without hesitation.
"You were once so close."
"It's us, Joel."
Grindelwald walked towards John. He was now taller and older.
Staring at that young face, Grindelwald said: "Power is supreme."
"It's an exchange of equal value now," John reached out and gently tapped the blood pact Grindelwald wore on his chest, and said with a smile, "You shouldn't be able to do it yourself, right?"
Grindelwald calmly lowered his eyes and glanced at the Blood Alliance.
He looked at John for a long time, then smiled, "I know you, you wouldn't do that, Joel."
"You want more than just the Elder Wand, right?" Grindelwald's eyes were deep, "Who are you?"
"I'm just a passerby," John said. "You want Credence, why?"
"Don't tell me you expect him to kill Dumbledore."
John's mocking words made Wolfgang frown.
He glanced at Grindelwald, but there was no attack.
Grindelwald chuckled: "Why not? What about you, what is your purpose? Get close to that child."
"Kill Dumbledore, ha," John chuckled unintelligibly, "unless Dumbledore puts his neck in front of him."
"I don't deny Credence's power, but the wizard's duel is not just about magic," John said lightly, "Skills and combat literacy are both indispensable."
"You use huge copper blocks and small bullets, the effect is the same, they both kill people."
"Lifting a copper block uses up your stamina, but firing a bullet requires only a small pull of the trigger."
John stared at Grindelwald and said, "Tell me, why?"
"It is true that he cannot kill Dumbledore in a head-on confrontation." Grindelwald said, "But his potential..."
"His potential? That's a good joke," John sneered, "How long do you think he can live?"
"Three years? Five years? Or ten years?"
"Do you think he can live to the age to confront Dumbledore?"
John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously: "Don't be the Riddler with me, Gale."
"His origin." Grindelwald said after being silent for a while, "You should notice the little bird next to him."
Birdie?
John took a deep breath and said, "Don't tell me, he is Dumbledore's son."
Grindelwald said nothing, and John looked up to the sky and sighed.
"Why do you always catch the poor children of the Dumbledore family?"
This sentence reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.
He looked at John silently and asked: "In 1899, if I had not left, what would you have done?"
"You won't have the answer. History has no ifs."
John walked to the door, opened it, and said unceremoniously: "If you don't want to trade with me, then please leave."
Grindelwald left without saying a word.
Wolfgang said unexpectedly: "Why don't we take action?"
"No need, he won't destroy us," Grindelwald stood downstairs and looked back, "He is just a passerby."
At this moment, he understood a lot.
Wolfgang has become accustomed to the behavior of his boss, the Riddler. Anyway, as long as he doesn't speak, no one will know that he doesn't understand.
"I think I've seen far enough, Joel."
Grindelwald walked forward, "We should go and see if the boy can withstand the test."
The two figures disappeared into the street.
John stared at them from upstairs.
