Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Phew~ Good morning, another day to be alive."

Jacob, with a haggard face, a big beard and messy hair, put on an apron, said hello to the tools in the bakery, and started working.

While kneading the flour, Jacob thought about the magical experience of that year. Sometimes, he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, so he even went to see a psychologist for this.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why wizards want to erase the memories of ordinary people.

Jacob was carrying a bag of flour when he passed by the glass door and suddenly noticed that on the bench across the street, three gangsters were dancing in front of an intellectual black beauty.

Yes, dancing! Jacob swore that he had never seen such a low-level pick-up technique.

But one thing is for sure, as a man with a strong sense of justice, he will not stand by and watch someone do whatever they want in front of his store.

"Hey, hey! Go away and stop fooling around here!" Jacob came out carrying a frying pan.

Facing three men taller than him, he was not afraid at all and even took the initiative to ask them to attack first. This man is definitely not afraid of anything!

Until the black beauty took out a small stick.

Jacob was in a trance for a moment, and then facing the witch's smiling face, Jacob's attitude was very straightforward.

"No! I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." Jacob turned around and walked back.

"No, please, it's early in the morning, just cooperate with me."

"No! I said I don't want to get involved! Goodbye." Jacob refused more bluntly.

"Ha, my psychiatrist told me there are no wizards. Looks like my money wasted. My...money!!!"

Jacob was startled by the woman who suddenly appeared behind him!

"You know I'm a witch, right?" Lali held an egg tart that Jacob had just baked. It must be said that Newt, her Muggle friend, had pretty good cooking skills!

Jacob had no choice but to prepare to talk to her. She seemed to be a good witch.

After wasting several years, he was already feeling very tired, especially after seeing Queenie join the "bad guy" camp, the blow he suffered was simply unspeakable.

That night, the blue flame burned his heart.

So when Lali asked him for help, he decided to refuse without a second thought, because he really felt very tired, and he didn't think he could be of any use facing a powerful wizard.

"See this? An old frying pan. I'm just like him, worn out and plain. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know what you want me to do, but I'm sure you can find someone more suitable than me! So, please let me go, okay?"

Jacob pleaded with Lali.

"I don't think so, Mr. Kowalski. Just like just now, you could have just stood by and watched, but you didn't! You always help irrelevant people without hesitation. The world needs ordinary people like you! Mr. Kowalski, Newt needs you, and we need you too!"

After Lali Hicks's persuasion, Jacob was still shaken. As she said, he couldn't stand idly by when he knew his friends needed him.

"Okay, let me lock the door first." Jacob compromised.

But Lali waved her magic wand and helped him close the door. She also cleaned up the shop and hung up a closing sign.

I also used a disguise spell to change him into some handsome clothes.

"Hold on tight." Lali opened the book in her hand, and pages flew out, surrounding the two of them. The slight vibration evoked a memory in Jacob.

"Oh~ I hate portkeys!"

Jacob complained and then disappeared in front of his shop.

……

From early morning to night, the bakery welcomed two more customers.

"It seems we came at the wrong time." Alvin said as he looked at the closing sign at the door.

"What should we do? Why don't we go to Hogwarts and ask?" Nagini frowned.

"Ask around a bit more, and go again if that doesn't work! It should still be in time." The silver light in Ivan's eyes faded, and he rejected Nagini's suggestion.

He really didn't want to deal with the young Lao Deng. He was no longer the old man's student, nor was he the badger who had been following him around and making funny faces since he was a little kid.

Chapter 448 Credence, the truth is not so!

On the train to Germany, a team consisting of a Magizoologist and his right-hand assistant, a scholar, the head of the British Auror Office, and an heir to an ancient magical family!

Oh, sorry! There's also a Muggle baker with a fake wand who's teaming up to fight the forces of evil!

They are going to stop the most dangerous man in the wizarding world!

At the same time, in a coffee shop in New York, Ivan and Nagini, who were taking a break, also found clues about Credence.

Mainly Grindelwald!

The headline in the New York Wizard Times was the news that Grindelwald had been acquitted.

"I think I know how to find Credence, or join up with the team that can find Credence." Ivan said, raising the newspaper in his hand.

After hearing what Ivan said, Nagini's sadness for many days was somewhat relieved.

Next stop, Germany!

……

They had a bad start, losing Theseus at the beginning! Newt and his team had suffered some setbacks at the beginning of the mission, and they received personal support from Dumbledore.

Somehow Dumbledore found out the news in a short time, pointing out that Theseus was imprisoned in Tiger Prison, and Newt hurriedly set out to rescue his brother.

The men's actions were very secretive, and they changed locations from time to time to avoid being followed.

Dumbledore, ready for his next move, walked alone on the streets of Berlin. Behind him, a long-haired man caught up with him after several twists and turns.

Filled with hatred, Credence finally met the man he wanted to see most. Five years later, Credence's head, which was shaved by Ivan, had grown long hair.

During these five years, relying on the enormous power provided by the Obscurus in his body, he learned a lot of powerful black magic from Grindelwald. Now, he is no longer the young man who could turn into a black wind and blow people away.

Dumbledore stopped in front of the billboard on the street and felt the hateful gaze of the boy behind him.

A drop of water, wrapped in magic, gently hit Credence's forehead and was easily blocked by him.

And these two generations of men from the Dumbledore family finally met again.

"Hello, Credence." Dumbledore greeted gently.

However, Credence's hostility did not diminish at all because of this kindness. He had been brainwashed a lot in the past few years.

"Do you know what it feels like to have no one to turn to and to be all alone?" Credence demanded.

Dumbledore also noticed that he was the one who contacted him in the mirror.

"My last name is Dumbledore, but you abandoned me. We have the same family blood. It's surprising, isn't it?"

The phoenix appeared. The phoenix that followed Credence flew gently past the two Dumbledores, and the ground under Credence's feet instantly began to shatter.

"It's not for you, but for me!" Credence said, raised his hand and cast a powerful spell.

Dumbledore's expression became solemn, and he seemed to have figured something out.

Raising his hand to block Credence's attack, Dumbledore remained calm in the face of the terrifying magic power formed by the Obscurus.

A legendary wizard does not gain his fame because of the accumulation of achievements in old age.

Albus Dumbledore, his talent is rare to find once in a few hundred years.

The two of them fought and dodged, shuttling through various locations in the city of Berlin. Credence's attacks were still powerful, and all the buildings were destroyed wherever he passed.

But under Dumbledore's precise control, no one was injured or died, and the destroyed buildings were repaired the next moment, as if nothing had happened!

Credence had practiced hard for five years and still possessed the Obscurus, but in front of Dumbledore, he was still as fragile as a child.

"Credence, the truth is often not what you see! He instills hatred in you and ignites your anger. Is this really for your own good?"

Dumbledore unfolded a fantasy world, and Credence communicated with him in this fantasy world.

Credence didn't listen at all and shot out violent streams of Obscurial magic from his wand, but they were all easily blocked by Dumbledore.

Dumbledore raised his hand, dispelling the fierce attack, and Credence was knocked to the ground.

He tried his best, but the gap between him and Dumbledore could not be bridged by Ambiguity.

The phoenix descended from the sky, chirping softly, comforting Credence.

Unlike Fox, the feathers of this phoenix are often in a state similar to burning charcoal, with ashes falling from time to time.

It also seemed to foreshadow that Credence's traumatized heart was constantly burning in the flames of hatred until it burned out.

Dumbledore leaned over and crouched in front of Credence.

"Your last name is indeed Dumbledore, and I'm sorry for not being there for you all these years and for causing you so much pain, but what he told you is not the truth, child."

The two stared at each other until a tear appeared in the corner of Credence's eye.

Dumbledore reached out his hand and helped Credence up. The world returned to normal and the surrounding scene returned to the streets of Berlin. People looked curiously at the young man lying in a puddle.

After helping Credence up, Dumbledore left, and Credence stared at Dumbledore's back, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

……

"I should have brought Harley and Tiedan here earlier. With them, we can definitely find that guy quickly."

On the streets of Berlin, Ivan and Nagini came to the place where Credence and Dumbledore had fought before.

Unfortunately, they were a step too late.

"Are they your friends?" Nagini was a little curious. Harley was okay, but Tiedan... what a strange name.

"Yes, they are my pets and my closest companions. I will introduce them to you when I have time."

As Alvin spoke, he took out his wand and tapped the ground, recalling what had happened here before.

Seeing the scene of the two fighting, Alvin was once again amazed at the strength of the White Devil.

This old man is really awesome!

"So, where are we going next?" Nagini asked.

"Let's go to the banquet!" Ivan's eyes flashed with silver light and he smiled mysteriously at Nagini.

……

After Grindelwald took off his sinner's clothing, his followers called on him to run for president of the International Association in the streets.

With the support of many followers and the persuasion of a certain traitor, the International Confederation of Wizards had to acknowledge Grindelwald's candidacy.

To this end, before the general election, a dinner party was held in Berlin, inviting various upper-class figures, as well as the Minister of Magic who was available to attend.