I swung a sword at Hogwarts

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But there are a lot of Slytherins, and except for Astoria, all the others are seventh year.

This naturally has advantages, but disadvantages also follow.

Once they graduate, Slytherin will basically be half gone.

So half of Malfoy's training time was spent training the second generation of players, which made others feel relieved.

As Astoria is the designated captain of the next generation, she has to work with the second generation of team members, so she has no time to rest.

When the training is over, Malfoy can be seen chasing after Astoria, who storms off without looking back.

This scene made Blaise secretly clench his fists.

"He could piss off the nicest-tempered girl in Slytherin."

Blaise's words made the Slytherins think about what Malfoy's limit was.

John actually found this scene funny. With Astoria's temper, she would probably be fine after a while.

After all, it was never Malfoy who caught Astoria, but Astoria who caught Malfoy.

The people of the Star Club watched how Malfoy was controlled step by step by Astoria.

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Chapter 625 Credence's Concern, Saint

America.

Credence was in his sleep, and he looked struggling.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to Grindelwald's side.

Those bewitching forces wrapped around his neck, seemingly trying to strangle him to death.

"We will not fail, Aurelius."

The man's whisper echoed in his ears.

Aurelius Dumbledore.

This is Credence's name, after Grindelwald.

On the day he left Nagini, he learned about his life story and also got a magic wand.

The voice seemed to understand the coming ending, but he remained confident.

It's like he never fails.

He clearly saw the future.

At the International Wizarding Union elections in Bhutan, Grindelwald used dark magic to make the dead Kirin a tool for his pursuit of power.

Before that, he saw a prophecy in the pool that the brother of the dead Qilin was still alive.

It was a fatal mistake, but Grindelwald did it so easily.

"Victory is out there, waiting for us to get it."

“And I’ve seen the seeds I planted sprout.”

These were the last words Credence heard from Grindelwald when he decided to leave Grindelwald.

seed?

What seeds?

Credence, who was following Grindelwald at the time, was weakened by the Obscurus and did not understand what Grindelwald meant by the seed.

Over the years, Grindelwald had been instilling in him the idea that killing Dumbledore would bring all victory to the Saints.

But the result?

Credence was unsuccessful, he was no match for Dumbledore.

Why is a person who can see the future so confident when he knows he will fail?

Credence had no answers, at least not while he was alive.

He died in Godric's Hollow.

If it weren't for the necklace John gave him, he would never have been able to get out of that place.

“The seeds I planted sprouted.”

Credence woke up with a start.

He was sweating profusely and rubbed his face with his hands, feeling the coldness of his palms, trying to wake himself up.

"Having a nightmare?"

The warm body drove away the cold.

Nagini asked softly.

Credence shook his head and said, "I dreamed about the past."

Nagini was dressed neatly, and they cuddled up to each other just like they had done when they were dependent on each other.

She asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Grindelwald." Credence held his hand on his shoulder. "I saw Grindelwald and thought about what he said to me."

"He said the seeds he planted sprouted. I'm worried. He's always so mysterious..."

Credence's voice broke as he said apologetically, "I guess I'm too fixated on the past, Nagini."

"No, Credence." Nagini smiled. "All together, it's you."

Every time before going to bed, Credence would be afraid that he would never wake up.

Afraid of missing Nagini again.

"His pendant," Credence said, reaching down to his chest. "It feels weird. I feel like it's inside me."

Nagini covered it with her hand and said gently, "It's beating, isn't it?"

Nap time is over.

It's time for Credence to go to work.

Yes, to work.

Even a great man like Dumbledore needs to work in the Silverhand Johnny branch.

"Ms. Snake," Johnson said respectfully to Nagini.

Then his gaze shifted to Credence, and it felt like he was looking at the pretty boy maintained by his boss.

Johnson was deeply saddened.

Boss, don’t you see my muscular body?

Pick this guy, his thighs are not even as thick as my arms.

Johnson is melancholy.

Credence leaned close to Nagini's ear and asked, "He seems sad, Ms. Snake?"

Nagini smiled.

There were some personnel changes in District 13, the American wizard gathering place, but they were not serious.

Johnson is responsible for branch security, and Paul is responsible for sales and business negotiations.

Credence got a job behind the counter.

Paul glanced at Credence angrily, whistled and said, "Ignore the big guy, he's just jealous of you."

"Uh...thank you." Credence nodded in thanks.

Paul shrugged and said, "I don't know why you come here, but since you work here, you still have to remember the rules."

He put the monocle on his right eye and said, "First, wear the glasses properly."

Credence put on his monocle, and the things on the counter in front of him changed.

"Oh my god, I remember there is a business in District 7, so I'll leave this place to you."

Paul suddenly remembered that there were still some goods in District 7 that had not been delivered. He patted Credence on the shoulder and left quickly.

Credence looked towards the door and saw Nagini smiling at his discomfort.

"It's good to be ordinary." Credence smiled and watched Paul leave.

His first guest arrived.

Credence asked, "May I ask what you need..."

His voice was stuck and his eyes fell on the collar of the person who came.

A symbol composed of triangles, circles, and vertical lines appears in the eyes.

The other party said calmly: "I need the wand behind you."

Credence caught a glimpse of three other people like him.

"I'll get it for you."

"Thank you, Aurelius."

Credence's eyes widened at the sound of the voice.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the other person's face.

At that moment, the face seemed to become Grindelwald.

His pupils contracted.

A red light fell on the man.

Johnson's roar followed, and the customers in the store fell to the ground one after another.

Credence looked in the direction where the red light came from and saw that it was Nagini.

She held the wand in her hand.

“They are saints.”

Credence came back to his senses and he looked over again, and the man's face changed back to someone else's.

This was not the first time Nagini had faced this situation. She said calmly, "Johnson, send the people to the Ministry of Magic. We are going to close for a day today."

"Understood, Ms. Snake."

Johnson nodded and sent several knocked out men to the Ministry of Magic.

...

"saint?"

John received news that a Saint appeared at the Silver Hand branch.

But strictly speaking, they are not saints, they are just admirers of Grindelwald.

What made John wonder was why the other party could say Credence's name?

“Aurelius Dumbledore?” John muttered. “Grindelwald.”

"Seeds? What did Grindelwald plant?"

The mystery surrounding Grindelwald increases.

It's hard to figure out.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that Grindelwald is still alive.