Chapter 528：

Speaking of this, the expression on John's face was a little complicated.

"Wizards are only afraid of the Obscurial. Even relatives will be frightened by this uncertainty."

"What about you?" Credence stared closely at John, the wizard who was younger than himself, "You are also the Obscurial."

"Me? I'm different," John laughed dumbly, and said in a voice that was both proud and reasonable, "I'm stronger than them all."

"Wizards are the aliens of No-Majs, and the Obscurial are the aliens of wizards, Credence." John turned his head to meet those eyes and said softly, "You can be strong and cruel, but you cannot be weak and kind."

Because that kindness is often the source of constant torment for oneself.

His words pushed aside Credence's fantasies about his family, and he began to think.

If your family really loves you, why would you abandon yourself?

Send yourself to that hell’s Second Salem.

A wizard lets his child go to the location of the anti-wizard.

Credence spent half of his time being beaten by his adoptive mother. This cruelty did not change until he broke out and killed his adoptive mother.

For his family, he is full of longing, hazy, and even more afraid.

He is a fragile child. When he came into contact with Graves in Grindelwald's disguise, such tenderness, even with purpose, made him sink.

Extremely lacking in love, a little light suddenly shines through.

However, that is not light, it is a kind of use, a more cruel punishment.

"What's her name?" Credence asked the girl like him.

"Ariana, Ariana Dumbledore."

John stood up, and Credence suddenly asked: "Are you going to use me too?"

"Yes," John nodded honestly, "I need your power. The power in your body is extremely powerful, Credence."

Credence was like a child who was afraid of abandonment. He whispered: "If you find me useless, will you give up on me?"

He was afraid that John would be the next Grindelwald, and his heart was full of fear. The joy of finding someone of the same kind was occupied by fear.

He lacks love. Regardless of whether it is family affection or friendship, he does not want to give up.

Staying with John, he felt like a brother.

Although John looks younger than himself, his maturity makes Credence regard him as an older brother.

For many days, John had used him to help suppress Obscurus.

John glanced at him and said calmly: "Then you are so powerful that I can't give up on you. The choice is yours, not me, Credence."

"I will keep my promise. After going to France, I need to leave for a while."

The wand in Credence's hand lit up instantly, he was so excited.

"Don't worry," John shrugged, "I'm just looking for something."

His words calmed Credence down, and the wand in his hand was half lit.

Thinking of John's words, he wanted to work harder to show his value.

With a somewhat pale face, John let the magic power flow into the wand faster. John walked over and took the wand away.

"I need your strength, not your life." After scolding Credence, John turned and left.

Credence looked at his back, his crouched body gradually stretched out on the bench.

O gentle and powerful king.

…

In order to get on the cruise ship, John had to spend all his money on Xiu Xiu.

Well, that’s right.

Staring at the half-empty nest, Newt's Sniff broke down and cried, the kind that Newt couldn't even coax.

I hunt geese all day long and get pecked by geese.

Who would have thought that Xiu Xiu would be stolen one day.

After hearing that, Newt replaced the Sniff's nest with a safe, and the biggest job of the Sniff was to protect the Bowtruckle.

Because among so many magical animals, only the Bowtruckle can open locks.

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Chapter 544 Hello, Delacour

John on the cruise ship was blowing the sea breeze, and in his pocket were several diamond necklaces and galleons that he took out from the sniffing den.

After selling the diamond necklace for money, John took out a dollar and handed it to the waiter next to him.

The waiter smiled brightly.

Glancing at Credence, whose clothes were a little shabby, John suddenly said, "What do you think of magenta?"

"What?"

"your clothes."

John touched his chin and said, "When you meet your family, you don't want them to pity you, right?"

"You have to act with pride instead of begging for their mercy."

Credence was stunned, and John said to himself: "Paris is the capital of fashion. I think there will be something suitable for you."

"My advice to you, don't listen too much to other wizards' clothing suggestions." He glanced at a fat man in strange clothes and recognized him as a wizard.

The wizards of this period were fine, and their clothes could still be considered integrated into society, but by John's time, they were no longer part of the same generation as Muggles.

Seeing that the fat wizard was followed by some people, John said thoughtfully: "I need to find a place for you to stay."

He said to Credence: "You need a place to stay temporarily and you need to hide your identity."

Credence thought it made sense, so John changed the subject and said, "What do you think of the circus?"

"Huh?" Credence didn't understand his sudden change of subject and saw John walking towards the fat wizard.

Staring over there and talking.

He saw John asking the waiter to bring two glasses of wine.

John and the fat wizard chatted happily, and finally clinked glasses with each other, as if they had concluded a business deal.

Coming back, Credence asked him nervously, "What did you say to him?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just introduced you to the circus as a handyman. Of course, you will be paid."

With a smile on his face, John raised his glass to the fat man.

The fat wizard also raised his glass with a smile.

Only Credence was still thinking about John's words.

Are you being sold?

…

"Ah, fresh air."

The air in the Pyrenees is fresh, and the early morning clouds and mist linger on the plateau.

John is going to check some information.

Hogwarts is not very convenient.

According to his understanding, there is a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts now, named Dumbledore.

The old Dumbledore himself couldn't defeat him, and neither could the young one now.

"This feeling is really unpleasant." John curled his lips.

If he were to level up normally, he would have no problem dealing with Dumbledore.

But who made him jump forward more than twenty years and jump to Dumbledore's middle age.

During this period, Dumbledore was at his peak, and it is unknown who is more powerful than the one holding the Elder Wand in his old age.

"In order to avoid him remembering that I punched him in the nose, let's move to another place."

When it comes to the three oldest magic schools in Europe, there is no doubt that they are Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang.

If you can’t go to Hogwarts, then go to Beauxbatons where you once studied abroad.

John was not familiar with German Shepherd Strong.

His only interaction with Durmstrang was when he used the fireplace there after he got lost.

As for Credence, he will have to work illegally in the circus for the time being.

After getting off the ship, Credence was picked up by the fat wizard with "full of joy".

John has his own plans for him.

This is a transaction, and neither party is responsible for the other.

There may be sympathy from some fellow Obscurists, but John is more taking advantage of it.

…

Beauxbatons' vacation schedule is the same as Hogwarts'.

When John came here, it was during the Christmas vacation.

He transformed himself into the school uniform that Ms. Maxim once gave him.

In the European retro library, John was flipping through a book called "The Power of the Patron Saint".

The protagonist of this book is said to be able to summon a guardian spirit the size of a giant.

Even if it is a holiday, many students will stay in school.

​For example now.

"Hi," a girl wearing a Beauxbatons blue satin school uniform came to sit in front of John generously, "I'm Celina Stewart."

"Hello, Stuart." John smiled slightly.

"What about you? I don't think I've seen you before?" The girl came boldly to strike up a conversation, blinking her big eyes with long eyelashes.

John said without changing his expression: "Joel Delacour, I spend more time reading alone in the Fairy Garden."

"No wonder." Stewart suddenly realized.

I have to say that in this regard, the girls at Beauxbatons are far bolder than those at Hogwarts.

This is the sixth time John has been hit on by a girl.

It was approaching dinner time, and John had Fleur's favorite fish soup in Beauxbatons.

The place where they dine is different from Hogwarts.

It is more like a place full of French romantic atmosphere.

The golden candlesticks swayed with firelight on the table, and the white tablecloth would be cleaned quickly even if it accidentally dripped oil.

…

For several days, John stayed in Beauxbatons.

No one even noticed him as an outsider.

In the library during the day, he went to the secret room under the Nicolas Flamel fountain statue in Beauxbatons at night.

The "Book of Darkness" was put aside by John, and he secretly read the contents of the book.

Time, soul, curse.

Three methods of immortality, three directions set by the despicable Haierbo for himself.

John mainly watches time and soul.

He rubbed his fingers on the paper, thinking about how to complete the anchor point placement.