Chapter 320 Escape and Go to the Cemetery
"I will arrest every protester, and if they resist...kill them without mercy!" Travers waved his hand fiercely.
"Sir, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but if we do this it will cause great resistance..." Theseus tried to persuade.
However, Travers, who believed in power, did not want to listen to his opinion at all, and said viciously, "Follow orders!"
Theseus sighed and leaned against the railing.
Suddenly, he found that his face seemed to be in the crowd, with a gray windbreaker and a familiar box.
The tilted head and hunched gait made Theseus' eyes widen.
Newt saw his brother pulling Tina into a path.
“Tina, I guess you can’t Apparate in the Ministry of Magic.” Newt twisted his neck and his face began to move.
“No, how…” Before Tina could finish her words, Newt’s face would return to normal.
The Ministry of Magic's alarm was instantly triggered, and Newt and Tina ran.
Ripples appeared in the space around them, and two figures emerged from the ocean of collective subconsciousness into reality.
"Hey, Newt, good afternoon." Aiden greeted him.
"Newt!" Theseus rushed out from the corner.
"Run!" Newt pulled a few people and ran.
"Stop!" Theseus chased them along the circular corridor.
"So, this is your brother?" Tina asked while running.
"As I mentioned to you in my letter, we have a very complicated brotherly relationship." Newt shook his head.
"So he wanted to kill you?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.
“It happens all the time.” Newt smiled at him.
The four men walked through the middle of the hall. On both sides, porters pushed suitcases and were about to block Theseus' pursuit.
"Enough!" Theseus threw out a petrification spell.
Tina used an armor spell to deflect the petrification spell, and the surrounding suitcases were frozen in mid-air.
"He should control his temper." Tina waved her hand back.
Theseus was knocked out and fell on a wheelchair, with his hands tied and sliding into an office.
"This is the greatest moment of my life." Newt smiled and continued running forward.
Aiden took them and drove the psychological invisibility into the archives room of the French Ministry of Magic.
"Tina, about the engagement..." Newt wanted to explain to Tina.
"Oh, should I congratulate you? I'm so happy for you!"
Tina raised her wand and cast a Luminescence charm.
"No, I ask you not to be happy for me, no I mean..." Newt spoke incoherently.
“What he meant was that it was Theseus who was engaged, not him, and whether you two could confirm your relationship as soon as possible.
We, the spectators, have waited so hard."
A dragon nearby interrupted directly, and Jacob also smiled like an auntie.
"What? Why should I be with him!" Tina's mouth curled up slightly.
"You two like each other, but you dare not say it out loud. E on, I have listened to your thoughts along the way." Aiden spread his hands.
Newt and Tina looked at each other and lowered their heads in unison.
Tina came over and rubbed Aiden's face hard, "No! Eavesdrop! My inner voice!"
"So, neither of you is willing to give each other a chance?" Jacob pushed the two of them.
"No." Two voices appeared in perfect tacit agreement.
The two smiled at each other and held hands.
Click, the door of the archive room was suddenly opened.
Leta Lestrange walked in and waved her wand, causing the cabinets around her to move in order to make way.
The cabinet with four people hanging on it floated all the way to Rita.
The book containing the clan list has been lost, leaving only a piece of letter paper with the following words:
"If you want to know the truth, come to Père Lachaise Cemetery tonight."
After reading the letter, Rita wanted to leave, but she caught a glimpse of a bowtruckle out of the corner of her eye.
"It can be rotated."
Magic power surged, and the file cabinet in front of Rita began to spin.
"Hello, Newt." Leta smiled at him and then looked at Tina.
"Traveling with family members?" Rita pointed at Aiden and Jacob with her chin.
Then they heard a low, feline growl.
The administrator of the archives of the Farlan Ministry of Magic walked in with a few big black cats.
"What is that?" Tina asked.
"That's Madago, a spiritual creature. The Franks use it to guard the Ministry of Magic, but they usually don't attack people..."
While Newt was introducing her, Rita raised her wand and cast a stunning spell.
Madago was hit and did a backflip and split into three.
"Unless someone attacks them..." Newt's explanation was still a step late.
"oops!" Rita exclaimed.
"Awoo!" Madago roared and pounced on him.
"Hu." A sound of exhalation was heard.
The icy storm covered the Madagos in front of them, freezing them and the administrators behind them.
"Click, click." Madago began to break free from the restraints.
"Run, is there any way to get out of here?" Tina asked.
"Apparating is prohibited here," Lita replied.
"Uh, are you seasick?" Aiden suddenly asked.
Jacob raised his hand, but was ignored.
Then they felt the ground suddenly sink, and the five of them fell directly into a gray space.
The feeling of falling surrounded everyone until they hit a hard scale.
"Where is this?" Rita asked, looking at the gray world around her.
“This is where the minds of all living things converge, the ocean of collective subconsciousness.”
A huge dragon head turned around and looked at Lita.
"!" Rita saw the dragon head and immediately cast a spell.
However, in the sea of consciousness, how can the wizard's mental power compete with the audience.
As Aiden's consciousness surged, a storm arose around him, directly blowing away the spell cast by Rita.
"Oh, Leta, don't attack him! He is on our side." Newt hurried forward to stop her.
"Aiden?" Although Tina had never been to the sea of consciousness, she still recognized him by his heterochromatic eyes.
"How about it? It looks good, right?" Long shook his head narcissistically.
Tina couldn't help it, so she reached out and touched it. The coolness from the scales entered Tina's arm through her palm.
"It's a bit cold," Tina commented.
"Hmph." Long was arrogant and refused to let them touch him.
Turning around, Aiden flapped his wings and rushed towards Père Lachaise Cemetery.
Rushing out from the sea of consciousness again, several figures fell directly on Yusuf Kama.
"Oh my god, Aiden, could you please give me a heads up next time before you need to land."
Jacob stood up and twisted his now invisible waist.
"Didn't I tell you we've arrived?" Aiden floated in the air and spread his hands.
"It turns out that riding a dragon is terrible. They are a group of creatures that are not suitable as mounts..."
Newt muttered as he wrote frantically in his notebook.
"Hey, I'm still here!" Aiden wanted to rush up and hit him.
"Ahem, let's get down to business!"
Newt hid the notebook in Tina's hand, and Tina immediately stuffed it into her arms.
Helpless, Aiden could only raise his fist towards Newt.
