I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Credence is working illegally.

The kind that the name implies.

Since his current identity is a dead man who cannot be seen in public, he receives the lowest salary in the entire circus.

After deducting the food allowance, his salary was not even as good as that of a house-elf at Hogwarts.

He did the dirtiest and most tiring work, helping Kaba clean up and cleaning up the feces for Charmander.

The fat wizard boss also changed his previous friendly attitude with John on the ship, and used a vicious look to warn Credence who was approaching his cash cow.

"Go clean up Kaba!"

Cresden took a deep breath and clenched his fists as he watched the fat boss walk away with the cash cow.

A dark aura flashed across his eyes, but he restrained himself.

John's training had paid off and he could control his powers.

He kept waiting for John to pick him up, but John never came.

A voice deep in his heart told him that he was abandoned.

Just like what Grindelwald did, when he was found to be useless, he was abandoned.

But Credence avoided this voice, he told 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 deal."

"No, he won't. He won't abandon me."

"Don't fool yourself, Credence. You are destined to be abandoned again and again."

"Shut up!"

"Recognize yourself. Your parents abandoned you, Grindelwald used you, and so did he."

"He is the Obscure, he is one of my kind!"

"You will die. Things without value are just garbage in their eyes."

He argued with the voice in his heart, and the dark energy around him became thicker and thicker.

He was trembling in place, with black air in his eyes.

"Credence."

A gentle voice woke him up and he looked over.

Beautiful Asian woman in blue dress.

She called out to Credence softly, with tenderness in her eyes.

"Nagini."

Credence walks over and sees Nagini.

The two touched hands across the fence.

"He asked you to turn into a snake again?"

Nagini is the signature of this circus, and many people come here just to see the legendary blood-cursed beast.

In the more than one month since her arrival, it was Nagini who first redeemed Credence's lonely soul.

"It's always been like this," Nagini said softly. "I'm used to it."

"I will take you away," Credence held the hand tightly and said firmly, "I promise."

Nagini smiled.

Both of them are outcasts.

They depend on each other, like birds with one wing missing.

...

Azkaban.

"That's enough."

John, who was here again, threw the red and white ball into the small bag.

He put away the bottle emitting the holy white light and absorbed the dark and turbid curse into his right hand.

It took John several days to get to Azkaban, and several more to capture the Dementors.

Half a month passed and John had gotten enough.

Just before leaving, John stopped.

"The despicable Herpo left behind the Dark Book. So, did Axtis, who was just as evil as him, also leave behind something?"

He had seen the inhumane experiments that Axtis had conducted on the sailors.

Since there were experiments, there might be a single copy of the experiment left.

Unlike Helb, Axtis's application of the soul can be seen from the Dementors.

He was even crazier enough to allow himself to survive among the Dementors and become a curse.

Like Helbo, it is another kind of immortality.

...

Chapter 546 Hello, Malfoy

"Let me see where he does his experiments."

The island was originally the territory of Axtis. It was only after his death that it was discovered and officially became Azkaban Prison.

The Ministry of Magic must have carefully examined this dangerous and cursed place, and if anything was found, it should have been taken away or destroyed.

It seemed that there was nothing left for Axtis.

but.

John stared at the water lapping in the cave.

“I remember seeing water.”

With a thought in mind, John walked towards the sea.

If there really is a place that the Ministry of Magic cannot inspect, then this is the only possibility.

Transforming into a dragon's lungs, John swam several hundred meters in one breath.

Finally, when half the air in his lungs was gone, John saw a ship sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Strangely, there were no sails or rudders on the ship.

It's more like a sealed jar than a ship.

Slapping away an approaching fish, John found the entrance.

It was a broken door, filled with sea water.

Some bones and various silver items sank inside.

Shackles used for restraint and hooks corroded and rusted by sea water.

It turns out that there are all kinds of magic here, but due to the passage of time, the magic has become ineffective.

Those fish and parasites make their homes there.

John searched for a while and found a cupboard.

Inside are parchments filled with various records.

However, the sea water caused great damage to these things, and some were even washed away.

John pulled out his wand a little, causing the cupboard to swim out after him.

When they surfaced, John checked the contents of the cupboard.

"Laboratory notebooks." He stared at the parchment.

There is a cupboard full of records. How many people did Axtis harm?

Use magic to blow all the parchment dry.

Fortunately, parchment is more durable than regular paper.

The writing on it was also written using special ink.

"Every dark wizard is a mad scientist."

This place records cruel experiments, but also contains the fruits of Axtis's wisdom.

"I once met a nightmare." John stared at the contents of one of the parchments and murmured softly.

"Incubus?"

John came face to face with Actis for the first time, and at that time he was transformed into the form of Ambrosius.

"He has met Ambrosius? No, I should say Merlin."

In the entire magical world, the only person who can be called a god is Merlin.

According to legend, Merlin is the son of the incubus.

It is a being that can enter other people's dreams, and Merlin is the son of the nightmare demon.

There are also legends that Merlin is the child of an elf and a nightmare.

If there are really immortal wizards, then there can only be one person.

Merlin.

"The Ambrosius I know stayed in the Dragon Field for a thousand years and finally exhausted his soul," he muttered to himself, "Then who did he meet?"

The person John met was his senior, and it was he who told him that Merlin was not just one person.

"And the world of demon hunters." John pondered, "Who was that Merlin at that time?"

Whether it's Dumbledore or Grindelwald.

They are all far less mysterious than Merlin.

The magic god of the magic world.

John pulled his thoughts back and snapped his fingers.

The parchments in the cupboard were neatly arranged and flew up 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 piled up in front of him, shrinking in size until they became a book.

John looked at the blank cover, thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it "Axtis, the Madman's Madness"."

...

The title of the book appears on the cover.

The cupboard exploded, scattered and sank to the bottom of the sea.

She picked up the book "Axestis, the Madman's Talk" and put it in her handbag.

John's delay was not short.

"Perhaps Diagon Alley will allow me to get to Paris faster."

With wings growing from 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 was still unmelted snow on the streets.