"You said you were willing to kill Al for me?"
Grindelwald put his hands behind his back, his eyes also filled with scrutiny.
"Of course, as long as you can afford the price, Gale." John met those eyes without hesitation.
"You were once so close."
"It's us, Joel."
Grindelwald walked towards John. He was taller now and also older.
Staring at that young face, Grindelwald said: "Power is supreme."
"It's an exchange of equal value now," John reached out and gently tapped the blood pact Grindelwald wore on his chest, and said with a smile, "You shouldn't be able to do it yourself, right?"
Grindelwald calmly lowered his eyes and glanced at the Blood Alliance.
He looked at John for a long time, then smiled, "I know you, you wouldn't do that, Joel."
"You want more than just the Elder Wand, right?" Grindelwald's eyes were deep, "Who are you?"
"I'm just a passerby," 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 and said, "Why not? What about you, what is your purpose? Get close to that child."
"Kill Dumbledore, ha," John chuckled unintelligibly, "unless Dumbledore puts his neck in front of him."
"I don't deny Credence's power, but the duel between wizards is more than just magic," John said lightly, "Skills and combat literacy are both indispensable."
"You use huge copper blocks and small bullets, the effect is the same, they both kill people."
"Lifting a copper block uses up your stamina, but firing a bullet only requires a small pull of the trigger."
John stared at Grindelwald and said, "Tell me, why?"
"It is true that he cannot kill Dumbledore in a head-on confrontation." Grindelwald said, "But his potential..."
"His potential? That's a good joke," John sneered, "How long do you think he can live?"
"Three years? Five years? Or ten years?"
"Do you think he can live to the age to confront Dumbledore?"
John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously: "Don't be the Riddler with me, Gale."
"His origin." Grindelwald said after a moment of silence, "You should notice the little bird next to him."
Birdie?
John took a deep breath and said, "Don't tell me, he is Dumbledore's son."
Grindelwald said nothing, and John looked up to the sky and sighed.
"Why do you always catch the poor children of the Dumbledore family and cause trouble?"
This sentence reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.
He looked at John silently and asked, "In 1899, if I had not left, what would you have done?"
"You won't have the answer. History has no ifs."
John walked to the door, opened it, and said unceremoniously: "If you don't want to trade with me, then please leave."
Grindelwald left without saying a word.
Wolfgang said unexpectedly: "Why don't we take action?"
"No need, he won't destroy us," Grindelwald stood downstairs and looked back, "He is just a passerby."
At this moment, he understood a lot.
Wolfgang has become accustomed 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 stepped forward, "We should go and see if the boy can withstand the test."
The two figures disappeared into the street.
John stared at them from upstairs.
"Dumbledore..."
He closed his eyes and thought about the answer to his question.
Apparently Albus Dumbledore wouldn't have a son.
If it was Albus Dumbledore's son, then Grindelwald should be attacking Hogwarts now.
So, the other Dumbledore members.
"At this age, Dumbledore's father has long since died, so there is only one...goat boy left."
John opened his eyes. He had never seen such a thing as the proprietress in the Pig's Head Tavern.
"Did you notice, Grindelwald?"
Grindelwald's guess is good. Even if John knew that Grindelwald was plotting against Credence, he would not or could not stop it.
That's a smart guy.
He had seen that John was not of this world.
That's why he was so unscrupulous.
Show John how to accomplish his great work.
"Nagini, is this how you gradually turn into a snake?"
John could already roughly guess what happened next.
Credence is targeted by Grindelwald, and Nagini...
He recalled that when he saw Nagini, she had turned into a snake.
She lost the love of her life, her only family.
And all this possibility comes from the baby abandoned by the Dumbledore family.
Black energy reverberated from John's eyes, and he said coldly: "You really make me sick, Dumbledore."
First Ariana, then Credence.
This was the first time that he showed the principal's disgust completely.
Under the bright and great image, there is an escape from the silent sister.
He only gave Grindelwald the love he professed, or the young Grindelwald.
...
Credence meets the man who gave himself to Barebone.
Irma Dugard.
Credence was puzzled when he saw each other.
It was a half-elf woman.
Likewise, it's 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, "He was a beautiful baby then, and now he is a handsome young man. I have always missed you."
Credence's heart trembled, and the wand in his pocket glowed slightly.
"They...why don't they want me?"
When she asked this question, Nagini felt Credence's uneasy heart and squeezed his hand hard.
"Why is your name on the adoption papers?"
There were too many questions. Credence wanted to know why he was abandoned.
What did he do wrong to be abandoned by his family?
Nagini sensed danger and she became uneasy.
As a blood-cursed orc, when she lost, she also gained a different sense of danger than ordinary people.
A hunter is quietly watching the prey in the field.
Credence and Irma were unaware.
Irma said: "I gave you to Mrs. Barebone because she should be able to take care of you."
Credence still wanted to ask.
But fate wouldn't let him speak.
A person emerged from the black wall.
A hunter hired by the British Ministry of Magic, Grimson.
He didn't hesitate, and green light shot out from the wand, tearing the sheets and clothes apart.
There was the sound of a body falling to the ground, Credence disappeared, and Nagini screamed.
Grimsson thought he was sure of victory.
But when he looked up, thick black smoke hovered on the ceiling.
It was Irma, the servant, who fell.
Credence's mind was filled with rage, and the Avatar swooped down in Silence.
Grimson has the ability to be disliked, and his armor curse turned into a hemisphere to cover himself.
Let it be silent
However, intensive attacks such as bullets can't break it.
Credence broke through the attic and was about to attack Grimson, but he saw the other person smile and apparate away.
Transforming from Obscurus back to his original form, Credence looked at the body sadly.
He took out the glowing wand from his pocket, and the grief in his heart attacked his sensitive and fragile heart.
Nagini hugged him slowly.
...
Grimson, who had completed his mission, was waiting in a dark alley.
Grindelwald appeared in front of him.
What the British Ministry of Magic thought was a smart decision turned out to be extremely stupid.
Grimson was already Grindelwald's man.
For the greater good.
...
Carrying a depressed and sad mood, Credence and Nagini returned to the safe house.
John raised his hand without looking back, and the wand from Credence's pocket flew into his hand.
"What happened to you?" John brewed a pot of potion again.
The wand was tapped lightly, and the magic power inside caused the crucible to boil.
"Family? Or enemy?" John asked casually.
Credence said lowly, "I almost knew the truth."
John was noncommittal about this.
Credence was like a child who found an adult, huddled in the corner and told what happened today.
Nagini comforted him.
...
