I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The four eyes met, with a white hair inserted in between.

John stared at Credence and said, "Don't you think you should avoid ladies when they are bathing?"

“But there is no place to take a shower here…”

Just as Credence was about to retort, he saw John wave his wand and a bathtub appeared, followed by several wooden boards that fell and turned into screens.

Okay, Credence suppressed the weirdness in his heart.

It feels like Nagini is the one who actually made the deal with John.

...

The night passed.

Nagini never thought that one day she would wake up in a soft bed.

She felt unreal.

Touched the mattress that was as soft as cotton.

"It's made of feathers."

John appeared at the window and greeted Nagini, "Hello, Nagini."

"Where's Credence?"

"He's down there shaving in front of the mirror."

Leaping through the window and walking in, John asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Do we...know each other?"

Nagini hesitated for a moment, but still asked her question.

John was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Do you really want to know?"

This seemed to be a very important matter, and Nagini could sense the seriousness in John's words.

She nodded and said, "If I may."

"This will cost you something." John walked over and put down a skirt.

Sitting on the bed, he looked Nagini seriously in the eyes and said, "It's a heavy price."

A heavy price to pay?

Nagini hesitated.

"Is it as serious as burning down the circus?"

"I can tell you that I won't hurt you, Nagini."

John said in a deep voice: "The circus was burned down because they insulted you. You are my friend, and my friends should not be insulted."

His voice exudes the power of belief.

"I have never been a kind person. I can tell you without hesitation that it was not just the tent that I wanted to burn yesterday."

"Smile more, Nagini."

John stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Credence was caught eavesdropping there.

He avoided her gaze in panic.

"Credence," John called out to him, "your family is always here, isn't it?"

Credence looked upstairs and saw Nagini, who was about to change her skirt, turned around and looked at him.

"Are the family members you recognize not as good as the blood relationship?" John said lightly.

Credence was also confused.

Just as he was about to go up, he was pulled down by John.

"Don't peek!"

...

A little bird was chirping.

Credence feeds it ground-up birdseed.

Nagini, wearing a changed skirt, came down.

She changed her snakeskin clothes into a light blue long skirt, the hem of which was just right, revealing a bit of her white and tender ankles.

Credence also changed into the purple clothes.

Three stars embroidered at the neckline.

Handsome men and beautiful women.

"Credence, I hope you find your family." John handed over his wand.

"Won't you come with me?" Clydesdale paused and took the wand.

John shook his head, "This is your family."

He was actually still afraid of what would happen if he intervened.

In the scene he saw in the time flash, Jacob would also appear in Paris.

"Keep your emotions under control."

After giving his final instructions, John watched the two men leave.

As the two walked away, a man slowly walked out from behind.

"Hand over your wand. You are unexpectedly bold, Joel."

A deep voice, filled with nostalgia for someone familiar.

Grindelwald looked at John deeply.

At this moment, he only needed to wave his wand gently, and John could not escape the clutches of this dark lord.

"Really? You think you can control me?" John raised the corner of his mouth, "Gail."

After more than 20 years, I have grown old, but my old friend remains young.

Grindelwald had a look of amazement in his eyes.

"How did you do that, Joel?"

"Do... not grow old?"

The mysterious Yoel, the power of immortality.

No matter which one it was, it was full of temptation for Grindelwald to ask him questions.

"Magic, just a kind of magic, Gale," John looked at Wolfgang who appeared outside.

"It seems you have other plans for Credence."

They had been here before Credence left, but hadn't taken action.

John guessed Grindelwald's true purpose.

...

Chapter 551 Hello, Grindelwald

"You said you'd 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, Gail." John met those eyes without hesitation.

"You were close."

"It's us, Joel."

Grindelwald walked towards John, taller now and older as well.

Staring at the young face, Grindelwald said: "Power is supreme."

"It's an equal exchange now," John reached out and lightly tapped the blood covenant Grindelwald wore on his chest, and smiled faintly, "You probably can't do it yourself, right?"

Grindelwald lowered his eyes and glanced at the Blood Alliance calmly.

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 looked at him with a serious look. "Who are you?"

"I'm just a visitor," John said. "You want Credence, why?"

"Don't tell me you expect him to be able to kill Dumbledore."

John said this with a mocking tone, causing Wolfgang to frown.

He glanced at Grindelwald but didn't get angry.

Grindelwald chuckled and said, "Why not? What about you? What is your purpose? To get close to that child."

"Kill Dumbledore, ha," John chuckled, "unless Dumbledore puts his neck in front of him."

"I don't deny Credence's power, but a wizard's duel is not just about magic," John said calmly. "Skills and combat qualities are both indispensable."

"Whether you use a huge copper block or a small bullet, the effect is the same, both are killing people."

"But lifting the copper block takes a lot of energy, while 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 could not kill Dumbledore in direct combat," 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'll live long enough to confront Dumbledore?"

John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously, "Stop being a Riddler with me, Gale."

"His origin." Grindelwald was silent for a moment, then said, "You should have noticed the little bird next to him."

Little bird?

John took a deep breath, "Don't tell me he's Dumbledore's son."

Grindelwald said nothing, and John sighed to the sky.

"Why do you always have to catch the poor kids from Dumbledore's house to cause trouble?"

These words reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.

He looked at John in silence and asked, "What would you have done if I hadn't left in 1899?"

"You won't have an answer. There are no ifs in history."

John walked to the door, opened it, and said bluntly: "If you don't want to trade with me, please leave."

Grindelwald left without a word.

Wolfgang asked in surprise: "Aren't we going to do it?"

"No need, he won't destroy us," Grindelwald looked back from downstairs, "He is just a passerby."

At this moment, he understood a lot.

Wolfgang was accustomed to his boss, the Riddler's behavior. As long as he didn't speak, no one would know that he didn't understand.

"I think I've seen 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 watched them from upstairs.