"Let me think about where he did his experiments."
This island was originally the territory of Extis, but it was later discovered after his death that it officially became the prison of Azkaban.
The Ministry of Magic must have carefully inspected this dangerous and cursed place. If anything was found, it would have been taken away or destroyed by the Ministry of Magic.
It seemed that there was nothing left for Extis.
but.
John stared at the water lapping in the cave.
"I remember seeing water."
With an idea flashing through his mind, John walked towards the sea.
If there really is a place that the Ministry of Magic cannot inspect, then the only possibility is under the sea.
Transforming into a dragon's lungs, John swam hundreds of meters in one breath.
Finally, with half the air in his lungs gone, John saw a ship sinking to the bottom of the sea.
Strangely, there were no sails or rudders on the ship.
It's better to say it's a boat than a sealed jar.
Slapping an approaching fish away, John found the entrance.
It was a broken door, filled with sea water.
Some bones and various silverware were sunk inside.
Shackles used for restraints and hooks corroded by sea water.
It turns out that there are all kinds of magic here, but due to the passage of time, the magic has failed.
Those fish and parasites make their homes freely inside.
John searched for a while and found a cupboard.
There are various parchments filled with records sealed inside.
However, the sea water is very harmful to these things, and some are even washed away.
John pulled out his wand a little and let the cupboard follow him out.
When he surfaced, John checked the contents of the cupboard.
"Experiment notebook." He stared at the parchments.
A cupboard full of records. How many people has Extis harmed?
Use magic to dry all the parchment paper.
Fortunately, parchment paper is more durable than regular paper.
The writing on it also uses special ink.
"Every dark wizard is a mad scientist."
The brutal experiments are recorded here, but there are also crystallizations of Extis' wisdom.
"I once encountered a dream demon." John stared at the contents of one of the parchments and murmured softly.
"Incubus?"
John first came face to face with Extis, when he took on the form of Ambrosius.
"Has he met Ambrosius? No, it should be Merlin."
In the entire magical world, the only person who can be called a god is Merlin.
The legendary Merlin is the son of the Dream Demon.
It is a being that can enter other people's dreams, and Merlin is the son of the Dream Demon.
There are also legends that Merlin is the child of an elf and a dream demon.
If there really is an immortal wizard, it could only be a human being.
Merlin.
"The Ambrosius I know stayed in the Dragon Field for a thousand years, and finally ran out of soul," he murmured to himself, "Then who did he meet?"
John met his senior, and it was him who told him that Merlin was not just a person.
"And the world of witchers." John pondered, "Who was the Merlin at that time?"
Be it Dumbledore or Grindelwald.
They are both far less mysterious than Merlin.
The magical god of the magical world.
John pulled his thoughts back and snapped his fingers.
The parchments in the cupboard were neatly arranged and scattered, occupying the entire cave space.
John waved his wand again, and the parchments quickly gathered in front of John.
Thousands of parchments were stacked in front of him, shrinking in size, and finally turned into a book.
John looked at the blank book cover, thought for a moment and said, "
Let’s call it “Extis, the Mad Words of a Madman.” "
...
The name of the book appears on the cover.
The cupboard exploded and sank to the bottom of the ocean.
He picked up the copy of "Extis, Madman's Mad Words" and put it in his small bag.
John's delay was long.
"Maybe Diagon Alley will get me to Paris faster."
With wings growing out of his back, John didn't want to fly for a few more days.
He flew towards London.
...
London.
This place has far more rainy days than sunny days.
There is still unmelted snow on the streets.
John apparated back here.
He appears in Diagon Alley, next to a Wizarding World post office.
John glanced and paused.
He stared at the flying owl, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"I can't set an anchor in the past, so I'll let the future set it."
As soon as the idea comes up, it begins to grow like crazy.
John said to himself: "I will try again after finishing Credence's matter."
The current conditions were not sufficient, so John took a deep look at the Owl Post Office.
He made his way to the Portkey, meeting Malfoy's men on the way.
What?
Why is it confirmed to be Malfoy?
With his iconic platinum hair and arrogant expression, he also likes to wear black.
All kinds of evidence are enough for John to confirm that he is a member of the Malfoy family.
After all, Malfoy's genes are so powerful that he has almost the same look for generations.
I just don’t know which of Draco’s elders that Malfoy is.
Next to Malfoy, a man in his twenties with black hair was talking to him.
Pale face and dark golden eyes.
The man whispered to Malfoy.
"You should continue to make an impact."
"I've taken a huge risk by doing this," Malfoy said.
The man chuckled and said meaningfully: "Why do I feel like you are deceiving me?"
Malfoy smiled awkwardly, fear flashed in his eyes: "How could that be?"
"Grindelwald will change the world, and the Malfoy family also needs to choose a good team." The man stood up and put on his hat.
To Malfoy, this sounded like a warning.
Malfoy snorted.
Grindelwald's concept is different from that of pure-blood supremacy. What he seeks is a revolution, a reform that changes the way wizards live.
What Malfoy and other pure-blood families want is for pure-blood supremacy.
Their philosophies are different, and Grindelwald also killed purebloods.
"Grindelwald cannot give pure bloods their correct status. You will be spurned by pure bloods, Edgar." Malfoy also gave his own advice to his kinship friend.
"Grindelwald is the light I am pursuing," the man pressed down on the brim of his hat and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I am willing to die for him."
How could someone who was not afraid of death be afraid of being spurned by a pureblood?
...
Paris.
I don’t know since when, this place seems to be equated with romance.
Those who come for vacation are looking forward to encountering a romantic love.
John also met by chance, but it wasn't romantic love, but he was forced to leave.
After picking up the clothes he ordered at the clothing store, John looked at the three stars on the collar and nodded with satisfaction.
"take care."
The shop owner came to see John off in person, with a smile on his face.
This customer is generous and his requests are clear and not as vague and abstract as others. He is the tailor shop's favorite customer.
John nodded slightly and left.
Walking to a corner where no one was watching, he stuffed the neatly packed box of clothes into his small bag.
Heading to the hiding place, he looked for the approaching circus.
"Circus? They have left." A beautiful lady owner of a flower shop told John.
John was lost in thought and said uncertainly: "You mean, that circus went on tour?"
"Yeah, they're leaving and taking a few months to tour Europe."
Perhaps because of John's good looks, the landlady told John the news for free.
In return, John left the flower shop with a bouquet of daisies.
"So... I have to wait until they come back?"
The plan couldn't keep up with the change, and John wanted to squeeze Credence dry, but unexpectedly the circus left directly on tour.
It's also John's fault, he didn't understand the specific plan when he sent people to the circus to do illegal work.
It was more about giving Credence a place to hide his identity.
Even he can't arrange everything in detail.
This caused Credence to leave Paris again in confusion and go to other countries.
"Okay, let's take this time to prepare."
John was helpless. He first needed to find a place for him to live.
The magical world is not suitable for him to hide, so he needs to start from the Muggle world as a place of residence.
...
