Chapter 793 Aunt Bathilda

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Just after Mr. Greengrass wouldn't have any hope for John. .

The dazed look on Daphne's face when she returned home made his heart twitch again.

He immediately gave Astoria a wink, and Astoria, who could no longer contain herself, immediately struck out.

She was very much looking forward to hearing some new developments from her sister.

For this reason, she always maintained contact with Furong.

Both girls are the driving force behind Daphne.

Astoria came to Daphne's room holding a pillow, saying she wanted to promote sisterly bonding with her sister.

It's definitely not because she wants to check her sister's health, well, absolutely not!

At night.

The Greengrass sisters were lying on their stomachs on the bed that could accommodate another person, their white feet dangling exposed under the quilt.

"Sister, where have you been today?"

She puts away the gossip in her eyes very well, Astoria is just a good sister who cares about her sister.

Daphne turned around after hearing this, looked at the ceiling and sighed.

"Tell me, when can John let go?"

"Put it down? Put it down for what?" Astoria asked curiously.

Daphne thought of John's seriousness towards the magical world during the day. She pulled the quilt over her head and said muffledly: "Put down these responsibilities."

"I think he's too tired."

Astoria carefully hugged her sister in front of her.

From Daphne's words, she understood why she was so melancholy.

Because in Daphne's opinion, her idea was too despicable.

And John's greatness that affects everyone all the time will make Daphne feel that she is too selfish.

This feeling, even being close to John, would feel blasphemous.

Daphne's heart is heavy, and the distance between her and John is getting farther and farther.

The person she once wanted to chase could still only see her back.

She seemed to be squeezed into the crowd without realizing it.

Be one of those who follow the king's back.

As she talked, Daphne gradually fell asleep.

Astoria rested her chin on the pillow, her eyes thoughtful.

This feeling was familiar to her.

Just like what I used to do, when I saw the existence called Qunxingshe shining brightly, but I couldn't get close to it.

She also had the same mood as Daphne.

"Sister, you will be very tired too."

She stroked the hair on Daphne's cheek and stared at the face that was similar to her own.

Astoria, who has always supported her sister, is now confused.

Should I continue to support my sister?

As Mr. Greengrass said, it would be tiring to be with John.

As the wife of the king, she is also the mother of all wizards.

Daphne is not that great. Everything about her was changed because of the boy named John Wick.

Slytherins are selfish, they give everything they have to the people they love.

You can't give any of it to those you don't love.

What a vicious thing it is when a Slytherin, who cannot be selfless, needs to give.

...

Godric's Hollow.

Bathilda Bagshot was walking slowly home.

She stooped and looked up at the once-broken skylight.

She heard a knock on the door.

At this late night, she would always think of something.

The summer of 1889 was the busiest time in Bathilda's house.

Bathilda, who liked quietness, did not hate those children.

Instead, she enjoyed seeing the two children looking for the white-haired child.

Bathilda had forgotten this

Memories last a long time.

She wasn't sure if she had dreamed about that memory, but occasionally she would be in a trance, as if there should be what kind of person somewhere.

I haven't been to the attic room for a long time.

There was a lot of dust there.

Five minutes after the knocking stopped, she opened the door belatedly.

Outside, the polite boy stood there again.

John smiled at the old woman, "Ms. Bathilda, I hope I didn't disturb you."

This old woman with rich writing experience also smiled the same moment when she saw John.

Dull emotions can make people lose something, but they can also prevent people from being troubled by sadness.

Bathilda said, "Don't put a blanket over me this time."

"I don't think so." John bowed slightly and chuckled, "Then, Ms. Bathilda, let's get ready to leave."

He took out the elder wand, which symbolized power, and knocked gently on Bathilda's door.

On this rather small house, there are lines that intersect horizontally and vertically.

The intertwined grids of lines overlap each other, making the house shrink quickly.

In the end, only a Rubik's Cube size was left.

John picked it up and put it into Bathilda's hand.

"It's so small." Bathilda looked at the small house, as small as a model.

After doing all this, John looked to the other side.

...

The man with strange eyes sat calmly in a home that did not belong to him.

The moment John appeared, Grindelwald knew that his punishment was finally coming.

"Don't you take the opportunity to leave?" When John saw him staying well in the house, inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes.

"I don't think I can live up to the opportunity that Al has given me." Grindelwald said, "You think so too, Joel."

John was noncommittal.

He did think that if Grindelwald escaped, he could just let the man die again.

Unfortunately, Grindelwald is no longer a martyr.

Because of Dumbledore's martyrdom, his life became extremely precious.

"I think you are ready." John glanced at Grindelwald and said flatly, "In exchange of equal value, you need to bear the punishment."

"Yes, I'm ready," Grindelwald walked out of the room slowly, his eyes falling on his aunt who only remembered him, he smiled, "Long time no see, Aunt Bathilda."

"Gellert, my God, you have aged so much," Bathilda said, "but you are still younger than Albus."

Grindelwald smiled. If Bathilda saw Dumbledore now, she would not have such emotion.

"I have prepared a place for you." John said calmly, "Come with me to take Lady Bathilda to the Wizarding City."

"As you command, my king." Grindelwald smiled evilly.

Is he crazy?

maybe.

When he wanted to die but couldn't, when he thought he would be alone forever.

His punishment has left its mark all over his body.

Facing the coming punishment, it may be eternal confinement or eternal torture.

Either way, Grindelwald will accept it.

As he said, he was very happy with the Witch King's curse.

A Thestral carriage fell from the sky.

The three of them got on the carriage and flew up under the waving wings of the Thestral.

At the same time, in the sky, Yeqi carriages were flying towards a certain place.

These are the first passengers on the train specially picked up by the Wizarding City.

at the closed King's Cross station.

A well-known wizard and scholar, accompanied by a dedicated person and filled with knowledge, was slowly walking into the nine and a quarter station.

A train to the Wizarding City is waiting.

As the last passengers walked inside.

An obelisk appears in front of the starting train.

The mixed energy of blue and purple opened the channel in front, and then the train shuttled in.

They were galloping on the sea, and the whales not far away made ethereal sounds.

The train slowly entered the wizarding city.

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