Chapter 542 Hello, Gail
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Graves lets Newt off for a moment, and the two keep Apparating around the subway.
Their desperation to dodge silent attacks caused the subway station to fall apart at an even faster rate.
Moran suddenly accelerated, forming a huge wave that engulfed the subway station, broke through the top of the tunnel and flew out.
John watched the pattern on the wand in his hand gradually light up, the speed was almost like a super-large power bank.
"Good job, Credence."
John estimated that after a while, it would be able to fully charge.
Silently rushed out to wreak havoc on the sidewalk all the way, no matter whether it was a wizard or a No-Maj, they were all watching in amazement at the moment.
This supernatural power is full of terror.
A skyscraper halfway through the building was impacted by Moran, the glass on each floor was shattered in horror, and the bone-like scaffolding was deformed and collapsed under the crushing of Moran, crumbling.
The crowd outside the magic cordon panicked, and they didn't bother to take pictures, and avoided them one after another.
Silently spread out again into a huge disc covering the sky, then suddenly shrunk into a ball and re-entered the subway from the gap.
Scream, swoop.
A silent and terrifying force raged, and Newt and Graves' lives were hanging by a thread. They lay together, cowering under this dark force.
Credence was in great pain in the black air.
He is amplified emotionally by John.
A cloud of black air enveloped the dome of the subway, and he was about to charge towards the fallen two.
"Credence, don't!"
Tina rushed over, and her voice stopped silently.
Credence recognized the voice, and it was Tina who broke the law to help him when he was beaten and abused by his adoptive mother.
Poor people can always remember the people who are kind to themselves the most.
The black air swirled slowly and gently, and Credence stared at Tina.
Tina looked at the strange eyes in the black air.
"Don't do it, please," she begged.
Seeing it was useful, Newt encouraged: "Keep talking, Tina, keep talking to him, he listens to you, he is listening to you."
Inside the black air, Credence held out his hands to Tina.
This was the only person who received Credence with pure kindness, with an expression of urgency and fear.
John ran his fingers over his wand.
Well, the wand is full.
With all his strength, the energy stored in this wand has reached the level of super magic crystals.
That being the case, John's wand coiled the thread around Credence's body and cut it.
The influence of spiritual magic disappeared, and Credence gradually stabilized.
Tina looked at Credence sadly and pitifully.
"I know what that woman did to you."
"I know you have suffered a lot, but you can't go on like this."
She understands it with emotion and reason, "Newt and I will protect you."
Graves got a gasp and stood up.
He did not give up to get silence.
Tina walked slowly, "This man, he is using you."
Graves immediately retorted, "Don't listen to her, Credence, I want you to be free."
He tried to reassure Credence, saying softly, "It's okay."
Suddenly, as far as Graves looked, a smear of white was behind the silent black.
His pupils constrict.
As John no longer uses mind magic, Credence's influence dwindles.
Silently is also shrinking.
Suddenly, the Aurors poured into the subway, and into the tunnel.
Some Aurors also appeared behind Tina, attacking.
They raised their wands aggressively.
"Don't!" Tina tried to get them to drop their wands. "You'll scare him!"
"Credence."
John's voice sounded.
Credence turned his head to look, and John said softly, "Remember that spell."
Credence let out a horrible groan and silently began to swell.
Tina and Newt tried to protect him, and Graves raised his wand in response.
"Put down the wand!" Graves yelled, "I'll settle with anyone who touches him!"
"Credence."
"Credence..."
Graves and Tina have different goals, but their current short-term united front is to protect Credence.
But the Auror began to shoot spells.
The light of the curse hit Moran, causing Credence to scream in pain.
With a contorted face, he stretched out his hand towards John.
He wants to catch this one, wants to know how he found his family.
John watched him, flicking his wand slowly.
"Time Corridor."
Around Credence's wrist, the Ouroboros is wrapped.
Being constantly attacked, the silent magic energy began to dissipate.
A white magic sphere of light replaces the black matter.
Immediately afterwards, the light ball exploded.
The impact overturned Newt, the others and the Aurors.
All power subsides.
Remnants of wisps of black matter floated outward like feathers.
Among the fallen, John stood firm.
He walked slowly.
A pair of eyes followed him all the time.
John looked at the owner of the eyes, and the expression on Graves' face was inexplicable.
John smiled, lips parted.
"Long time no see, Gail."
At this moment, the man who was hiding his identity understood that he had been exposed.
But what surprised and pondered him was why the old man who met again kept the same appearance as before.
In the years after he left Godric's Hollow, the man had searched for the trace of the white-haired wizard several times, but there was no whereabouts.
It was as if he had never appeared in this world, with no origin and no past.
Absolutely talented and full of mysteries.
Until today, he saw the white-haired wizard again without any change.
The same wise man thought of a possibility.
John waved at him, turned around and took a step, his body disappeared without a trace.
With John's departure, Graves turned his attention back to the group of idiots who ruined their own good deeds.
"A bunch of idiots, do you know what you just did?" Graves was furious.
Piccolo came out from behind the Aurors, her voice strongly questioning Graves' actions.
"I ordered the obscurity to be killed, Mr. Graves."
Graves was furious at their actions, and he was just short of getting the Obscurus.
Only a little bit, I can implement my own plan.
Just like once, trying to take Al away.
Just a little bit, just a little bit more!
He took a deep breath and said in an extremely mocking tone; "Yes, history will record it, Your Excellency Chairman."
"The things here are unreasonable and ruthless!"
Piccolo countered: "He is responsible for the death of a No-Maj, almost exposing all wizards, and violating our sacred laws!"
"That law makes me look like a rat in the gutter!"
"The law requires us to hide our true selves!"
"That law will make those under its jurisdiction curl up in fear, lest we will reveal our identities!"
"Your Excellency," Graves glanced sharply across the audience, "I would like to ask you, who is the law protecting?"
"Is it us? Or them?"
His question left the Aurors speechless, and Graves turned away, sneering, "I don't want to grovel any more."
Such thoughts, such words.
Just like Grindelwald who was acting crazy in Europe.
Piccolo, noticing this, ordered the Aurors to arrest Graves.
As Graves reached the depths of the platform, a wall of white light blocked his way.
Impatient and impetuous appeared on his face, after thinking for a while.
He turned around with a grin.
The war has begun.
The Aurors of the Magic Council keep shooting spells, and these spells are like children's play in front of powerful wizards.
Graves flicked his wand, causing several Aurors to fall.
Newt saw the situation at this time, and immediately used the winged magic to block Graves' spell, and threw a rope of supernatural light to tie Graves behind his back.
Tina also made a move to summon the falling wand into her hand.
Graves, who lost his wand and was restrained, showed hatred in his eyes.
Newt had long suspected his identity, and the revealing spell revealed Graves' true colors.
Platinum hair, heterochromatic eyes.
This is a picture that appeared on the most wanted notices of the major Ministry of Magic.
Gellert Grindelwald.
Grindelwald, who was restored to his original appearance, was still arrogant, he said contemptuously; "Do you think you can hold me?"
Piccolo knew the danger of this man.
"We will do our best, Mr. Grindelwald."
The battle came to an end, and Queenie and Jacob came here with Newt's box.
Newt looked out at the lit sky, where the silent remnants flew away.
And outside.
On a tall building outside the subway station.
John stood on it, with one hand in his pocket.
"Where do you want to go?"
He looked over to Credence, who was curled up on the rooftop, the Ouroboros on his wrist had saved his life.
Credence's body trembled, the scene of being smashed to death just now lingered in his mind.
Hearing the question, Credence looked up.
"I'm going to France."
Thunderbird flew out of the shattered subway and into the clouds.
Thunder and lightning flashed, and a heavy rain fell.
John blows the wind from his wand to keep out the rain.
"It can make people forget unpleasant things, Newt, you must have a high score in Potions."
After tasting the ingredients of the rainwater, John said casually, "Then go to France."
...
Their desperation to dodge silent attacks caused the subway station to fall apart at an even faster rate.
Moran suddenly accelerated, forming a huge wave that engulfed the subway station, broke through the top of the tunnel and flew out.
John watched the pattern on the wand in his hand gradually light up, the speed was almost like a super-large power bank.
"Good job, Credence."
John estimated that after a while, it would be able to fully charge.
Silently rushed out to wreak havoc on the sidewalk all the way, no matter whether it was a wizard or a No-Maj, they were all watching in amazement at the moment.
This supernatural power is full of terror.
A skyscraper halfway through the building was impacted by Moran, the glass on each floor was shattered in horror, and the bone-like scaffolding was deformed and collapsed under the crushing of Moran, crumbling.
The crowd outside the magic cordon panicked, and they didn't bother to take pictures, and avoided them one after another.
Silently spread out again into a huge disc covering the sky, then suddenly shrunk into a ball and re-entered the subway from the gap.
Scream, swoop.
A silent and terrifying force raged, and Newt and Graves' lives were hanging by a thread. They lay together, cowering under this dark force.
Credence was in great pain in the black air.
He is amplified emotionally by John.
A cloud of black air enveloped the dome of the subway, and he was about to charge towards the fallen two.
"Credence, don't!"
Tina rushed over, and her voice stopped silently.
Credence recognized the voice, and it was Tina who broke the law to help him when he was beaten and abused by his adoptive mother.
Poor people can always remember the people who are kind to themselves the most.
The black air swirled slowly and gently, and Credence stared at Tina.
Tina looked at the strange eyes in the black air.
"Don't do it, please," she begged.
Seeing it was useful, Newt encouraged: "Keep talking, Tina, keep talking to him, he listens to you, he is listening to you."
Inside the black air, Credence held out his hands to Tina.
This was the only person who received Credence with pure kindness, with an expression of urgency and fear.
John ran his fingers over his wand.
Well, the wand is full.
With all his strength, the energy stored in this wand has reached the level of super magic crystals.
That being the case, John's wand coiled the thread around Credence's body and cut it.
The influence of spiritual magic disappeared, and Credence gradually stabilized.
Tina looked at Credence sadly and pitifully.
"I know what that woman did to you."
"I know you have suffered a lot, but you can't go on like this."
She understands it with emotion and reason, "Newt and I will protect you."
Graves got a gasp and stood up.
He did not give up to get silence.
Tina walked slowly, "This man, he is using you."
Graves immediately retorted, "Don't listen to her, Credence, I want you to be free."
He tried to reassure Credence, saying softly, "It's okay."
Suddenly, as far as Graves looked, a smear of white was behind the silent black.
His pupils constrict.
As John no longer uses mind magic, Credence's influence dwindles.
Silently is also shrinking.
Suddenly, the Aurors poured into the subway, and into the tunnel.
Some Aurors also appeared behind Tina, attacking.
They raised their wands aggressively.
"Don't!" Tina tried to get them to drop their wands. "You'll scare him!"
"Credence."
John's voice sounded.
Credence turned his head to look, and John said softly, "Remember that spell."
Credence let out a horrible groan and silently began to swell.
Tina and Newt tried to protect him, and Graves raised his wand in response.
"Put down the wand!" Graves yelled, "I'll settle with anyone who touches him!"
"Credence."
"Credence..."
Graves and Tina have different goals, but their current short-term united front is to protect Credence.
But the Auror began to shoot spells.
The light of the curse hit Moran, causing Credence to scream in pain.
With a contorted face, he stretched out his hand towards John.
He wants to catch this one, wants to know how he found his family.
John watched him, flicking his wand slowly.
"Time Corridor."
Around Credence's wrist, the Ouroboros is wrapped.
Being constantly attacked, the silent magic energy began to dissipate.
A white magic sphere of light replaces the black matter.
Immediately afterwards, the light ball exploded.
The impact overturned Newt, the others and the Aurors.
All power subsides.
Remnants of wisps of black matter floated outward like feathers.
Among the fallen, John stood firm.
He walked slowly.
A pair of eyes followed him all the time.
John looked at the owner of the eyes, and the expression on Graves' face was inexplicable.
John smiled, lips parted.
"Long time no see, Gail."
At this moment, the man who was hiding his identity understood that he had been exposed.
But what surprised and pondered him was why the old man who met again kept the same appearance as before.
In the years after he left Godric's Hollow, the man had searched for the trace of the white-haired wizard several times, but there was no whereabouts.
It was as if he had never appeared in this world, with no origin and no past.
Absolutely talented and full of mysteries.
Until today, he saw the white-haired wizard again without any change.
The same wise man thought of a possibility.
John waved at him, turned around and took a step, his body disappeared without a trace.
With John's departure, Graves turned his attention back to the group of idiots who ruined their own good deeds.
"A bunch of idiots, do you know what you just did?" Graves was furious.
Piccolo came out from behind the Aurors, her voice strongly questioning Graves' actions.
"I ordered the obscurity to be killed, Mr. Graves."
Graves was furious at their actions, and he was just short of getting the Obscurus.
Only a little bit, I can implement my own plan.
Just like once, trying to take Al away.
Just a little bit, just a little bit more!
He took a deep breath and said in an extremely mocking tone; "Yes, history will record it, Your Excellency Chairman."
"The things here are unreasonable and ruthless!"
Piccolo countered: "He is responsible for the death of a No-Maj, almost exposing all wizards, and violating our sacred laws!"
"That law makes me look like a rat in the gutter!"
"The law requires us to hide our true selves!"
"That law will make those under its jurisdiction curl up in fear, lest we will reveal our identities!"
"Your Excellency," Graves glanced sharply across the audience, "I would like to ask you, who is the law protecting?"
"Is it us? Or them?"
His question left the Aurors speechless, and Graves turned away, sneering, "I don't want to grovel any more."
Such thoughts, such words.
Just like Grindelwald who was acting crazy in Europe.
Piccolo, noticing this, ordered the Aurors to arrest Graves.
As Graves reached the depths of the platform, a wall of white light blocked his way.
Impatient and impetuous appeared on his face, after thinking for a while.
He turned around with a grin.
The war has begun.
The Aurors of the Magic Council keep shooting spells, and these spells are like children's play in front of powerful wizards.
Graves flicked his wand, causing several Aurors to fall.
Newt saw the situation at this time, and immediately used the winged magic to block Graves' spell, and threw a rope of supernatural light to tie Graves behind his back.
Tina also made a move to summon the falling wand into her hand.
Graves, who lost his wand and was restrained, showed hatred in his eyes.
Newt had long suspected his identity, and the revealing spell revealed Graves' true colors.
Platinum hair, heterochromatic eyes.
This is a picture that appeared on the most wanted notices of the major Ministry of Magic.
Gellert Grindelwald.
Grindelwald, who was restored to his original appearance, was still arrogant, he said contemptuously; "Do you think you can hold me?"
Piccolo knew the danger of this man.
"We will do our best, Mr. Grindelwald."
The battle came to an end, and Queenie and Jacob came here with Newt's box.
Newt looked out at the lit sky, where the silent remnants flew away.
And outside.
On a tall building outside the subway station.
John stood on it, with one hand in his pocket.
"Where do you want to go?"
He looked over to Credence, who was curled up on the rooftop, the Ouroboros on his wrist had saved his life.
Credence's body trembled, the scene of being smashed to death just now lingered in his mind.
Hearing the question, Credence looked up.
"I'm going to France."
Thunderbird flew out of the shattered subway and into the clouds.
Thunder and lightning flashed, and a heavy rain fell.
John blows the wind from his wand to keep out the rain.
"It can make people forget unpleasant things, Newt, you must have a high score in Potions."
After tasting the ingredients of the rainwater, John said casually, "Then go to France."
...
