Chapter 547 Hello, Edgar
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
"The money I got from Xixiu isn't much anymore."
No matter how much money Sniff had, it couldn't withstand John's extravagant spending.
Originally, John only planned to have a second time flash within two months, because the circus tour was delayed.
He turned around in the hidden place, stopped in an alley, and slowly turned around to look.
"After following me for so long, you always need to explain why you came."
Not far behind John, the man with outstanding height and pale face smiled slightly.
The man raised his head, revealing the dark golden eyes under the brim of his hat.
"Let me guess, you're not looking for my flowers, are you?" John saw those eyes, which reminded him of Heinrich.
"You're joking, Mr. Joel." The man bowed and took off his hat to reveal his smooth black hair, "Wolfgang Edgar, you may not know me, but according to my followers, you It's extremely important."
"That's really an honor." John shrugged, "I'm just an ordinary wizard passing by."
"It's an honor for the great Grindelwald to remember the little me."
When he said 'great', there was no fear or respect, and it was an extremely flat tone.
Wolfgang took a deep look at John, surprised at the light he had when he heard the name from Grindelwald.
He knows Grindelwald too well.
This is an extremely arrogant wizard, and the only one he can put in his eyes is Dumbledore, who is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
'Joel' is a name that has been mentioned many times after Wolfgang followed Grindelwald.
That name appeared together with Dumbledore.
Only Wolfgang, who is the most confidant, can know.
Grindelwald's dedication to 'Joel' is no less than that of Dumbledore.
It can even be said that it has reached a point where Wolfgang has to count who appears more often.
Grindelwald was arrested, and Wolfgang, as a confidant, was not in a hurry at all.
He even knew that after this time, there would be new members of Grindelwald's revolutionary team.
This is the charm that belongs to Grindelwald, and everyone who comes into contact with him will be integrated into him unconsciously.
I thought that my boss would contact me after I developed believers.
Unexpectedly, Grindelwald found himself through some means in the first week of being locked up.
Wolfgang has a message.
The man named 'Joel' reappeared after more than 20 years.
And Wolfgang just wanted to find each other.
A glimpse of Diagon Alley, allowing Wolfgang to follow John.
"Mr. Joel, do you have the honor to buy you a drink?" Wolfgang issued an invitation.
John smiled slightly, "My appearance fee is very expensive."
"I believe Edgar can afford the money." Wolfgang smiled confidently.
As the ruler of the ancient pure-blood family Edgar, he has this capital.
"Well, I guess I need to go, don't I?"
After John glanced back, a beautiful woman appeared there at some point, with a wand in her hand.
With bright eyes and red lips, she is like a black rose in full bloom, handsome and glamorous.
"Meet you for the first time, Mr. Joel, Wenda Rozier." Wenda stared at John, with the wand in his hand ready to prevent John from escaping.
Grindelwald's right and left hand, John has a lot of cards.
Unlike the lonely family in the United States, Europe is Grindelwald's home field.
Wolfgang stepped sideways out of the intersection and extended his right hand to invite.
Knowing that his chances of leaving now were too slim, Johann walked up to Wolfgang and was invited to leave without making a move.
It was a tavern with only a few people.
Wolfgang sat across from John, and behind him, Wenda looked at John with scrutiny.
"Wine produced in Austria in 1882." Wolfgang gently shook the red wine in the glass, and said in an exclamational tone, "Wine is a very magical thing, they will become more and more over time. Fragrant."
"It's the same with people."
Through the red wine, his eyes fell on John.
"And you, Mr. Joel?"
Wolfgang leaned forward slightly, criss-crossed and drooping naturally.
"Your age doesn't look like someone in their 40s?"
"Grindelwald has looked for you many times, but you never showed up. Why did you reappear now, or when he was arrested?"
Wolfgang stared at John closely, too many questions.
Not just Wolfgang, but also from Grindelwald.
This was an interrogation, and John took it easy in the face of the two wizards.
He picked up the wine glass and shook it gently.
The aroma of the wine was released from the shaking of the glass, and John chuckled softly: "You have too many questions, Edgar."
With his back touching the back of the chair, John looked at ease.
"You should know something, but what price can you pay?"
"The price?" Wolfgang snorted slightly.
John said as a matter of course: "Equivalent exchange."
"I think you misunderstood, Mr. Joel," Wolfgang laughed dumbly, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the current situation?"
Wolfgang pointed to Wenda and said, "We are the ones who controlled you."
"Misunderstanding? You are wrong." John shook his head and said lightly, "It's not that you control me, but I control you."
John didn't even take out his wand, and his haughty tone made Wolfgang laugh.
John smiled back, too.
next second.
A coercion centered on John, rushing towards the two in front of him.
Wolfgang's smile disappeared in a second.
Wenda stood up quickly, her wand pointed at John with absolute firmness.
"Don't be nervous," John said with ease. "It's just a show."
Glancing at the wand that never moved away, John said flatly, "Your magic can't kill me."
"You can try."
"Wenda!"
Wolfgang raised his hand to block her next move.
Staring at John, Wolfgang had a feeling that the man in front of him didn't seem to be joking.
As Grindelwald's right-hand man, Wenda looked at John again after hearing Wolfgang's words.
She lowered her wand slowly.
John tilted his head, "I also know a guy who cast the Killing Curse. That guy's brain is not very easy to use. I can guarantee that he is stronger than you."
Wenda's expression was serious, John smiled lightly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not you."
"I don't kill people lightly." John said with a half-smile.
Wolfgang somewhat understood why Grindelwald couldn't forget this person.
Powerful, confident, elegant.
"So, what is the price?" Wolfgang wanted to see what this person who traded with his own information wanted.
John smiled.
Compromise is the first step to a failed negotiation.
He said meaningfully: "Perhaps the Deathly Hallows would be a good choice."
Wolfgang's complexion changed, and he subconsciously grabbed the pendant on his neckline that consisted of vertical lines, circles, and triangles.
"how do you……"
As soon as Wolfgang opened his mouth, he realized that he seemed to be revealing something, and he closed his mouth and stared at John.
"Don't be so surprised." John shrugged and said, "Do you still want an answer now?"
In exchange for the Elder Wand, Wolfgang did not have that luxury.
He looked at John for a long time and shook his head slowly.
"Then we can change the condition." John sat up straight and lightly tapped the wine glass with one hand.
Hoarfrost covered the wine glass, giving off a slight chill.
"I killed Dumbledore for you, this... is sincere enough."
The atmosphere froze.
Wolfgang wanted to read something from John's face, but all he saw was indifference.
Kill Dumbledore?
Not to mention whether Grindelwald wants to do this, but Dumbledore's strength, not everyone can speak wild words.
"We need time to think about it." Wolfgang said cautiously.
John shrugged, and the moment he let go of the glass with his fingers, the solidified red wine returned to its original state.
"I hope you can think about it carefully."
He got up and walked out.
Wen Da wanted to stop him.
John said lightly: "In this wizard gathering place, you want to fight me?"
Ignoring the wand pointing at himself, John stepped out.
In the end, Wenda still didn't make a move.
Their current identities are wanted criminals, and before Grindelwald comes out, they all need to keep a low profile enough.
Once the three of them make a move, they will definitely let the French Aurors come.
At that time, they will not be able to explain to Grindelwald.
...
No matter how much money Sniff had, it couldn't withstand John's extravagant spending.
Originally, John only planned to have a second time flash within two months, because the circus tour was delayed.
He turned around in the hidden place, stopped in an alley, and slowly turned around to look.
"After following me for so long, you always need to explain why you came."
Not far behind John, the man with outstanding height and pale face smiled slightly.
The man raised his head, revealing the dark golden eyes under the brim of his hat.
"Let me guess, you're not looking for my flowers, are you?" John saw those eyes, which reminded him of Heinrich.
"You're joking, Mr. Joel." The man bowed and took off his hat to reveal his smooth black hair, "Wolfgang Edgar, you may not know me, but according to my followers, you It's extremely important."
"That's really an honor." John shrugged, "I'm just an ordinary wizard passing by."
"It's an honor for the great Grindelwald to remember the little me."
When he said 'great', there was no fear or respect, and it was an extremely flat tone.
Wolfgang took a deep look at John, surprised at the light he had when he heard the name from Grindelwald.
He knows Grindelwald too well.
This is an extremely arrogant wizard, and the only one he can put in his eyes is Dumbledore, who is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
'Joel' is a name that has been mentioned many times after Wolfgang followed Grindelwald.
That name appeared together with Dumbledore.
Only Wolfgang, who is the most confidant, can know.
Grindelwald's dedication to 'Joel' is no less than that of Dumbledore.
It can even be said that it has reached a point where Wolfgang has to count who appears more often.
Grindelwald was arrested, and Wolfgang, as a confidant, was not in a hurry at all.
He even knew that after this time, there would be new members of Grindelwald's revolutionary team.
This is the charm that belongs to Grindelwald, and everyone who comes into contact with him will be integrated into him unconsciously.
I thought that my boss would contact me after I developed believers.
Unexpectedly, Grindelwald found himself through some means in the first week of being locked up.
Wolfgang has a message.
The man named 'Joel' reappeared after more than 20 years.
And Wolfgang just wanted to find each other.
A glimpse of Diagon Alley, allowing Wolfgang to follow John.
"Mr. Joel, do you have the honor to buy you a drink?" Wolfgang issued an invitation.
John smiled slightly, "My appearance fee is very expensive."
"I believe Edgar can afford the money." Wolfgang smiled confidently.
As the ruler of the ancient pure-blood family Edgar, he has this capital.
"Well, I guess I need to go, don't I?"
After John glanced back, a beautiful woman appeared there at some point, with a wand in her hand.
With bright eyes and red lips, she is like a black rose in full bloom, handsome and glamorous.
"Meet you for the first time, Mr. Joel, Wenda Rozier." Wenda stared at John, with the wand in his hand ready to prevent John from escaping.
Grindelwald's right and left hand, John has a lot of cards.
Unlike the lonely family in the United States, Europe is Grindelwald's home field.
Wolfgang stepped sideways out of the intersection and extended his right hand to invite.
Knowing that his chances of leaving now were too slim, Johann walked up to Wolfgang and was invited to leave without making a move.
It was a tavern with only a few people.
Wolfgang sat across from John, and behind him, Wenda looked at John with scrutiny.
"Wine produced in Austria in 1882." Wolfgang gently shook the red wine in the glass, and said in an exclamational tone, "Wine is a very magical thing, they will become more and more over time. Fragrant."
"It's the same with people."
Through the red wine, his eyes fell on John.
"And you, Mr. Joel?"
Wolfgang leaned forward slightly, criss-crossed and drooping naturally.
"Your age doesn't look like someone in their 40s?"
"Grindelwald has looked for you many times, but you never showed up. Why did you reappear now, or when he was arrested?"
Wolfgang stared at John closely, too many questions.
Not just Wolfgang, but also from Grindelwald.
This was an interrogation, and John took it easy in the face of the two wizards.
He picked up the wine glass and shook it gently.
The aroma of the wine was released from the shaking of the glass, and John chuckled softly: "You have too many questions, Edgar."
With his back touching the back of the chair, John looked at ease.
"You should know something, but what price can you pay?"
"The price?" Wolfgang snorted slightly.
John said as a matter of course: "Equivalent exchange."
"I think you misunderstood, Mr. Joel," Wolfgang laughed dumbly, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the current situation?"
Wolfgang pointed to Wenda and said, "We are the ones who controlled you."
"Misunderstanding? You are wrong." John shook his head and said lightly, "It's not that you control me, but I control you."
John didn't even take out his wand, and his haughty tone made Wolfgang laugh.
John smiled back, too.
next second.
A coercion centered on John, rushing towards the two in front of him.
Wolfgang's smile disappeared in a second.
Wenda stood up quickly, her wand pointed at John with absolute firmness.
"Don't be nervous," John said with ease. "It's just a show."
Glancing at the wand that never moved away, John said flatly, "Your magic can't kill me."
"You can try."
"Wenda!"
Wolfgang raised his hand to block her next move.
Staring at John, Wolfgang had a feeling that the man in front of him didn't seem to be joking.
As Grindelwald's right-hand man, Wenda looked at John again after hearing Wolfgang's words.
She lowered her wand slowly.
John tilted his head, "I also know a guy who cast the Killing Curse. That guy's brain is not very easy to use. I can guarantee that he is stronger than you."
Wenda's expression was serious, John smiled lightly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not you."
"I don't kill people lightly." John said with a half-smile.
Wolfgang somewhat understood why Grindelwald couldn't forget this person.
Powerful, confident, elegant.
"So, what is the price?" Wolfgang wanted to see what this person who traded with his own information wanted.
John smiled.
Compromise is the first step to a failed negotiation.
He said meaningfully: "Perhaps the Deathly Hallows would be a good choice."
Wolfgang's complexion changed, and he subconsciously grabbed the pendant on his neckline that consisted of vertical lines, circles, and triangles.
"how do you……"
As soon as Wolfgang opened his mouth, he realized that he seemed to be revealing something, and he closed his mouth and stared at John.
"Don't be so surprised." John shrugged and said, "Do you still want an answer now?"
In exchange for the Elder Wand, Wolfgang did not have that luxury.
He looked at John for a long time and shook his head slowly.
"Then we can change the condition." John sat up straight and lightly tapped the wine glass with one hand.
Hoarfrost covered the wine glass, giving off a slight chill.
"I killed Dumbledore for you, this... is sincere enough."
The atmosphere froze.
Wolfgang wanted to read something from John's face, but all he saw was indifference.
Kill Dumbledore?
Not to mention whether Grindelwald wants to do this, but Dumbledore's strength, not everyone can speak wild words.
"We need time to think about it." Wolfgang said cautiously.
John shrugged, and the moment he let go of the glass with his fingers, the solidified red wine returned to its original state.
"I hope you can think about it carefully."
He got up and walked out.
Wen Da wanted to stop him.
John said lightly: "In this wizard gathering place, you want to fight me?"
Ignoring the wand pointing at himself, John stepped out.
In the end, Wenda still didn't make a move.
Their current identities are wanted criminals, and before Grindelwald comes out, they all need to keep a low profile enough.
Once the three of them make a move, they will definitely let the French Aurors come.
At that time, they will not be able to explain to Grindelwald.
...
