Piccolo stared at Grindelwald.
She didn't see fear or nervousness on the man's face, but more like a feeling of comfort at home.
"Keep an eye on him."
Piccolo ordered to the Auror.
The ministers of magic from various countries who learned of Grindelwald's arrest negotiated with her, intending to have Grindelwald transferred to prison in their country.
Piccoli had to negotiate with those people for many days.
The meaning contained in Grindelwald made her want to squeeze out all its value.
Newspapers were flying everywhere.
Both Grindelwald's suitors and those who oppose him are paying attention to this matter.
Including John.
He spent Xiu Xiu's money in a high-end clothing store.
"Sir, according to your request, the clothes will take half a month."
The clerk said beside John.
John nodded, "I'll pick it up in half a month, but I hope there are some changes."
"Add some decoration to the neckline."
Personal customization in this era costs money. After negotiating with the store, John left the clothing store.
It has been a week since Beauxbatons left, and Credence has been working as a handyman in the circus for more than a month.
John was in no hurry to get the man back, so he headed to the French hideout.
This place is similar to Diagon Alley, the main trading place for wizards in France.
Thanks to Sniff, John had money to spend overnight.
Well, thank you for the gift of Xiu Xiu.
Sitting in an outdoor teahouse on the hidden street, John drank black tea elegantly.
Opening the newspaper, he looked at the report about Grindelwald.
This is the influence of a generation of Dark Lords. Even more than a month after his arrest, he still remains extremely popular and topical.
The Director of the British Department of Magical Law Enforcement sharply commented on the dangers of Grindelwald and the incident in New York.
Things about Obscurus also came to the fore.
At this time, everyone felt that Obscurus was dead, and Credence was still safe for the time being.
But how long this matter can be kept hidden is also a question.
After all, the Ministry of Magic is still quite useful in this era, not as dim as it was in the later Fudge era.
After using the gold to make a large purchase in the hidden place, John's small bag gradually bulged.
Newt, the pet of a hidden rich man, is also a hidden rich man.
There's quite a bit of gold in that nest.
It’s no wonder that some people think that if they let Sniffs into their homes, they will go bankrupt the next day.
This is a natural master of making money. Whether it is legal or not is another question.
Open your palm, and there is something crystal clear like a teardrop in your palm.
This is a bit of ultra-high concentration of pure magic that he brewed after absorbing Credence's magic many times.
One drop of this thing can burst ten wizards, so a large pot of solidified material can do this.
Unlike the magic crystal, the magic power of this thing is more pure.
And it requires a special physique to absorb, otherwise it is a powerful poison.
It can be said that those who can use this are either super powerful wizards or silent ones like John.
To store the pure magic power, it is not time for John to perform time flash.
"It will take a while for the clothes to be ready. During this time, you can leave and go to that place."
John has another place to go.
Azkaban.
He didn't have enough souls and had to restock.
Although there is a thousand-year-old soul, there is no such thing as too much soul, only too little.
As the first person to discover the magical power of Dementors, John used the sins of his predecessors to complete his own magic.
"I'm afraid we can't catch too many this time." He murmured to himself.
Toss the dementors
If you are too cruel, the dementors of your time may also have problems.
He found a man holding a shepherd's staff and wearing a stuffed hat in an alley near the hiding place square.
He needs to sneak back.
...
Azkaban.
After that horrific disappearance, a legend spread among the Dementors.
A legend about dragging dementors into darkness.
Of course, it is only spread on a small scale and can only be found among the dementors.
The Auror didn't believe anything could capture the Dementors.
You must know that the only spell currently known to work on Dementors is the Patronus Charm.
And all the Patronus Charm can do is drive away.
The Ministry of Magic's lack of attention made the Dementors very angry, but they had no other way.
You can only make yourself more cautious.
A dementor is particularly bold.
"Come on, that's too rude, we are dementors."
"So, you are very brave?"
"Of course, I, Awei, am very brave!"
After the Dementor finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he was patrolling alone as a Dementor, where could the second voice come from?
Suddenly, a tinkling sound sounded.
The dementor looked back, and a magic net composed of black threads opened.
Ah Wei...
No more.
...
Credence is doing illegal work.
As the name suggests.
Because of his current status as a dead man, a shady person, he receives the lowest salary in the entire circus.
After deducting food expenses, his salary was not even as good as that of the house elves at Hogwarts.
He did the dirtiest and most tiring work, cleaning up Kabbah and cleaning Charmander's excrement.
The fat wizard boss also changed his previous amiability with John on the ship and warned Credence who was approaching his cash cow with a fierce look.
"Go and clean up Kabbah!"
Cresden took a deep breath and clenched his fists as he watched the fat boss take away the cash cow.
Darkness flashed across his eyes, and he restrained himself.
John's training was paying off and he was able to control his powers.
He had been waiting for John to pick him up, but John never came.
A voice in his heart told him that he had been abandoned.
Just like what Grindelwald did, when he found himself useless, he was abandoned.
But Credence avoided this voice, telling himself, "He is different from Grindelwald."
The voice in my heart said: "What's the difference? He told you a long time ago that it was a transaction."
"No, he won't. He won't abandon me."
"Don't lie to yourself, Credence, you are a person destined to be abandoned constantly."
"Shut up!"
"Recognize yourself, your parents abandoned you, Grindelwald took advantage of you, and he did the same."
"He is the Obscurus, he is my kind!"
"You will die. Anything worthless is trash in their eyes."
He argued with the voice in his heart, and the black energy in his body became stronger and stronger.
He was shaking on the spot, his eyes filled with black energy.
"Credence."
The gentle voice woke him up, and he looked over.
Beautiful Asian woman in blue dress.
She called Credence softly, with tenderness in her eyes.
"Nagini."
Credence walked over and saw Nagini.
The two touched their hands through the fence.
"He asked you to turn into a snake again?"
Nagini is the signature of this circus, how many people are
I came here because I wanted to see the legendary blood-cursed beast.
In more than a month since his arrival, it was Nagini who was the first to redeem Credence's lonely soul.
"It's always been like this," Nagini said softly, "I'm used to it."
"I will take you away," Credence said firmly, holding the hand tightly, "I promise."
Nagini smiled slightly.
Both are aliens and outcasts.
They depend on each other for life, like birds each with a broken wing.
...
Azkaban.
"That's enough."
John, who came here again, threw the red and white ball into his small bag.
Putting away the bottle that exuded holy white light, he absorbed the dark and turbid curse into his right hand.
It took John a few days to come to Azkaban, and a few more days to capture the dementors.
Half a month has passed, and John has gotten enough.
Before leaving, John stopped.
"The despicable Helbo left behind the Book of Darkness, so did Extis, who is equally evil like him, leave something behind?"
He had seen the inhumane experiments Extis conducted on those sailors.
Since there are experiments, there may be some unique copies of the experiments left.
Extis is different from Helb, and his application of souls can be glimpsed from the dementors.
He was so crazy that he allowed himself to survive among the dementors and turned into a curse.
Like Haierbo, it is a different kind of immortality.
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