Chapter 551 Hello, Grindelwald
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
"You said you would kill Al for me?"
Grindelwald held his hands behind his back, and his eyes were also full of scrutiny.
"Of course, as long as you can afford it, Gail." John met those eyes without hesitation.
"You were once very close."
"It's us, Joel."
Grindelwald walked towards John, who was taller now and also older.
Staring at the young face, Grindelwald said, "Power comes first."
"It's an exchange of equal value now," John reached out and tapped the blood alliance worn by Grindelwald on his chest, and said with a faint smile, "You shouldn't be able to do it yourself, right?"
Grindelwald looked down at the blood alliance calmly.
He looked at John for a long time, then smiled, "I know you, you wouldn't do that, Joel."
"What you want is not just the Elder Wand?" Grindelwald's eyes were deep, "Who are you?"
"I'm just a visitor," 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, "unless Dumbledore puts his neck in front of him."
"I don't deny the power of Credence, but the duel of wizards is not only about magic power," John said lightly, "Skills and fighting qualities are both indispensable."
"You use a huge copper block and a small bullet, the effect is the same, they are both killing people."
"It takes stamina to lift a piece of copper, but firing a bullet requires only a small pull of the trigger."
John stared at Grindelwald and said, "Tell me, why?"
"Indeed, he couldn't kill Dumbledore in a direct confrontation." Grindelwald said, "but his potential..."
"His potential? That's a good joke," John sneered. "How long do you think he'll live?"
"Three years? Five years? Or ten years?"
"Do you think he'll live long enough to confront Dumbledore head-on?"
John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously, "Stop being a riddle with me, Gail."
"His origin." Grindelwald said after a moment of silence, "You should have noticed the little bird beside him."
bird?
John took a deep breath, "Don't tell me, he is Dumbledore's son."
Grindelwald didn't speak, and John looked up and sighed.
"Why do you always catch the poor children of Dumbledore's family?"
This sentence reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.
He looked at John silently and asked, "In 1899, if I hadn't left, what would you have done?"
"You won't have an answer, history has no ifs."
John went to the door and opened it, and said unceremoniously, "If you don't want to make a deal with me, then please leave."
Grindelwald left without a word.
Wolfgang said unexpectedly: "Aren't we going to do it?"
"No, he won't destroy us," Grindelwald stood downstairs and looked back, "He's just a passer-by."
At this moment, he understood a lot.
Wolfgang is used 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 that boy can withstand the test."
The figures of two people disappeared into the street.
John gazed at them from upstairs.
"Dumbledore..."
He closed his eyes, thinking about the answer to the question.
Apparently Albus Dumbledore will not have a son.
If it was Albus Dumbledore's son, then Grindelwald should be attacking Hogwarts by now.
So, the rest of the Dumbledores.
"At this age, Dumbledore's father died long ago, so there is only one... goat boy."
John opened his eyes. He hadn't seen such a lady proprietress in the Pig's Head Tavern.
"Did you find out, Grindelwald?"
Grindelwald's guess is right, even if John knew that Grindelwald was plotting Credence, he wouldn't and couldn't stop it.
That's a smart one.
He had seen that John was not of this world.
That's why we are unscrupulous.
Let John see how to accomplish his great work.
"Nagini, are you like this, gradually turning into a snake?"
John can already roughly guess what happened next.
Credence is being targeted by Grindelwald, and Nagini...
Recalling that when he saw Nagini, she had turned into a snake.
She lost her love, her only family.
And the possibility of all this comes from the baby abandoned by the Dumbledores.
Black air echoed from John's eyes, and he said coldly: "You really make me sick, Dumbledore."
First Ariana, then Credence.
This is the first time he has completely shown the principal's dislike.
Under the bright and great image, it is an escape from the silent sister.
The love he kept saying was only given to Grindelwald, or Grindelwald when he was young.
...
Credence meets the man who gave him to Barebone.
Irma Dugard.
When seeing each other, Credence was puzzled.
It was a half-elven woman.
Likewise, not Credence's mother.
"I'm not your mother, I'm just a servant." Irma looked Credence up and down with a smile, and said, "I was a beautiful baby then, and now I'm a handsome young man. I've always missed you."
Credence's heart skipped a beat, and the wand in his pocket glowed faintly.
"They...why don't they want me?"
When he asked this sentence, Nagini felt Credence's restless heart and squeezed his hand tightly.
"Why is your name written on the adoption papers?"
Too many questions, Credence wanted to know why he was abandoned.
What did I do wrong to be abandoned by my family.
Nagini sensed danger, and she became uneasy.
As a blood curse orc, while losing it, she also gained a different sense of danger from ordinary people.
A hunter is quietly watching the prey in the field.
Credence and Irma were unaware.
"I gave you to Lady Barebone because she should be able to take care of you," said Irma.
Credence still wants to ask.
But fate would not let him speak.
A person emerged from the black wall.
Grimson, a hunter hired by the British Ministry of Magic.
Without hesitation, a green light shot from his wand, tearing sheets and clothing.
There was the sound of a body falling to the ground, Credence disappeared, and Nagini screamed.
Grimson had thought he was winning.
But when he looked up, he saw thick black smoke hovering on the ceiling.
It was Irma, the servant, who fell.
Credence was overwhelmed by rage, and the avatar swooped down silently.
Grimson has the capital to be hated by others, and his Iron Armor Curse turns into a hemisphere to cover himself.
Even Moran's intensive attack like bullets could not break through.
Credence broke through the attic directly, and when he was about to attack Grimson, he saw Grimson smile, and Apparation disappeared.
From silent to normal, Credence looked at the corpse sadly.
He took out the glowing wand in his pocket, and the grief in his heart attacked his sensitive and fragile heart.
Nagini hugged him slowly.
...
Grimson, who had completed his task, was waiting in a dark alley.
Grindelwald appeared in front of him.
What the British Ministry of Magic thinks is a smart decision is actually extremely stupid.
Grimson was already Grindelwald's man.
For the greater good.
...
Depressed and sad, Credence and Nagini returned to the safe house.
John raised his hand without looking back, and the wand in Credence's pocket flew into his hand.
"What happened to you?" John re-boiled a pot of potion.
With a light tap of the wand, the magic inside caused the cauldron to boil.
"Family? Or enemy?" John asked casually.
Credence said lowly, "I almost knew the truth."
John was noncommittal about this.
Credence curled up in a corner like a child who found an adult, telling what happened today.
Nagini comforted him.
...
Grindelwald held his hands behind his back, and his eyes were also full of scrutiny.
"Of course, as long as you can afford it, Gail." John met those eyes without hesitation.
"You were once very close."
"It's us, Joel."
Grindelwald walked towards John, who was taller now and also older.
Staring at the young face, Grindelwald said, "Power comes first."
"It's an exchange of equal value now," John reached out and tapped the blood alliance worn by Grindelwald on his chest, and said with a faint smile, "You shouldn't be able to do it yourself, right?"
Grindelwald looked down at the blood alliance calmly.
He looked at John for a long time, then smiled, "I know you, you wouldn't do that, Joel."
"What you want is not just the Elder Wand?" Grindelwald's eyes were deep, "Who are you?"
"I'm just a visitor," 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, "unless Dumbledore puts his neck in front of him."
"I don't deny the power of Credence, but the duel of wizards is not only about magic power," John said lightly, "Skills and fighting qualities are both indispensable."
"You use a huge copper block and a small bullet, the effect is the same, they are both killing people."
"It takes stamina to lift a piece of copper, but firing a bullet requires only a small pull of the trigger."
John stared at Grindelwald and said, "Tell me, why?"
"Indeed, he couldn't kill Dumbledore in a direct confrontation." Grindelwald said, "but his potential..."
"His potential? That's a good joke," John sneered. "How long do you think he'll live?"
"Three years? Five years? Or ten years?"
"Do you think he'll live long enough to confront Dumbledore head-on?"
John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously, "Stop being a riddle with me, Gail."
"His origin." Grindelwald said after a moment of silence, "You should have noticed the little bird beside him."
bird?
John took a deep breath, "Don't tell me, he is Dumbledore's son."
Grindelwald didn't speak, and John looked up and sighed.
"Why do you always catch the poor children of Dumbledore's family?"
This sentence reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.
He looked at John silently and asked, "In 1899, if I hadn't left, what would you have done?"
"You won't have an answer, history has no ifs."
John went to the door and opened it, and said unceremoniously, "If you don't want to make a deal with me, then please leave."
Grindelwald left without a word.
Wolfgang said unexpectedly: "Aren't we going to do it?"
"No, he won't destroy us," Grindelwald stood downstairs and looked back, "He's just a passer-by."
At this moment, he understood a lot.
Wolfgang is used 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 that boy can withstand the test."
The figures of two people disappeared into the street.
John gazed at them from upstairs.
"Dumbledore..."
He closed his eyes, thinking about the answer to the question.
Apparently Albus Dumbledore will not have a son.
If it was Albus Dumbledore's son, then Grindelwald should be attacking Hogwarts by now.
So, the rest of the Dumbledores.
"At this age, Dumbledore's father died long ago, so there is only one... goat boy."
John opened his eyes. He hadn't seen such a lady proprietress in the Pig's Head Tavern.
"Did you find out, Grindelwald?"
Grindelwald's guess is right, even if John knew that Grindelwald was plotting Credence, he wouldn't and couldn't stop it.
That's a smart one.
He had seen that John was not of this world.
That's why we are unscrupulous.
Let John see how to accomplish his great work.
"Nagini, are you like this, gradually turning into a snake?"
John can already roughly guess what happened next.
Credence is being targeted by Grindelwald, and Nagini...
Recalling that when he saw Nagini, she had turned into a snake.
She lost her love, her only family.
And the possibility of all this comes from the baby abandoned by the Dumbledores.
Black air echoed from John's eyes, and he said coldly: "You really make me sick, Dumbledore."
First Ariana, then Credence.
This is the first time he has completely shown the principal's dislike.
Under the bright and great image, it is an escape from the silent sister.
The love he kept saying was only given to Grindelwald, or Grindelwald when he was young.
...
Credence meets the man who gave him to Barebone.
Irma Dugard.
When seeing each other, Credence was puzzled.
It was a half-elven woman.
Likewise, not Credence's mother.
"I'm not your mother, I'm just a servant." Irma looked Credence up and down with a smile, and said, "I was a beautiful baby then, and now I'm a handsome young man. I've always missed you."
Credence's heart skipped a beat, and the wand in his pocket glowed faintly.
"They...why don't they want me?"
When he asked this sentence, Nagini felt Credence's restless heart and squeezed his hand tightly.
"Why is your name written on the adoption papers?"
Too many questions, Credence wanted to know why he was abandoned.
What did I do wrong to be abandoned by my family.
Nagini sensed danger, and she became uneasy.
As a blood curse orc, while losing it, she also gained a different sense of danger from ordinary people.
A hunter is quietly watching the prey in the field.
Credence and Irma were unaware.
"I gave you to Lady Barebone because she should be able to take care of you," said Irma.
Credence still wants to ask.
But fate would not let him speak.
A person emerged from the black wall.
Grimson, a hunter hired by the British Ministry of Magic.
Without hesitation, a green light shot from his wand, tearing sheets and clothing.
There was the sound of a body falling to the ground, Credence disappeared, and Nagini screamed.
Grimson had thought he was winning.
But when he looked up, he saw thick black smoke hovering on the ceiling.
It was Irma, the servant, who fell.
Credence was overwhelmed by rage, and the avatar swooped down silently.
Grimson has the capital to be hated by others, and his Iron Armor Curse turns into a hemisphere to cover himself.
Even Moran's intensive attack like bullets could not break through.
Credence broke through the attic directly, and when he was about to attack Grimson, he saw Grimson smile, and Apparation disappeared.
From silent to normal, Credence looked at the corpse sadly.
He took out the glowing wand in his pocket, and the grief in his heart attacked his sensitive and fragile heart.
Nagini hugged him slowly.
...
Grimson, who had completed his task, was waiting in a dark alley.
Grindelwald appeared in front of him.
What the British Ministry of Magic thinks is a smart decision is actually extremely stupid.
Grimson was already Grindelwald's man.
For the greater good.
...
Depressed and sad, Credence and Nagini returned to the safe house.
John raised his hand without looking back, and the wand in Credence's pocket flew into his hand.
"What happened to you?" John re-boiled a pot of potion.
With a light tap of the wand, the magic inside caused the cauldron to boil.
"Family? Or enemy?" John asked casually.
Credence said lowly, "I almost knew the truth."
John was noncommittal about this.
Credence curled up in a corner like a child who found an adult, telling what happened today.
Nagini comforted him.
...
