Chapter 531：

John apparated back here.

He appeared in Diagon Alley, next to a Wizarding World post office.

John glanced and paused.

He stared at the owl flying out, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"I can't set an anchor in the past, so let the future set it."

As soon as the idea appears, it begins to grow crazily.

John said to himself: "I will try again after finishing Credence's matter."

The current conditions were not sufficient. John took a deep look at the Owl Post Office.

He headed for the Portkey, meeting Malfoy's men on the way.

What?

Why can it be confirmed that it is Malfoy?

With her iconic platinum hair and arrogant expression, she also likes to dress in black.

All kinds of evidence are enough for John to confirm that he is a member of the Malfoy family.

After all, Malfoy’s genes are so powerful that he has almost the same look for generations.

I just don’t know which of Draco’s elders that Malfoy is.

Next to Malfoy, a man in his twenties with black hair was talking to him.

Pale face and dark golden eyes.

The man whispered to Malfoy.

"You should continue to make an impact."

"I've taken a big risk by doing this," Malfoy said.

The man chuckled and said meaningfully: "Why do I feel that you are deceiving me?"

Malfoy smiled awkwardly, fear flashed in his eyes: "How could that be?"

"Grindelwald will change the world, and the Malfoy family also needs to choose a good team." The man stood up and put on his hat.

To Malfoy, this sounded like a warning.

Malfoy snorted coldly.

Grindelwald's concept is different from that of pure-blood supremacy. What he seeks is a revolution, a reform that changes the wizard's lifestyle.

What Malfoy and other pure-blood families want is for pure-blood supremacy.

Their philosophies are different, and Grindelwald also killed purebloods.

"Grindelwald cannot give pure blood a correct status. You will be spurned by pure blood, Edgar." Malfoy also gave his own advice to his kinship friend.

"Grindelwald is the light I am pursuing," the man pressed the brim of his hat and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I am willing to die for him."

How can someone who is not afraid of death be afraid of being spurned by a pureblood?

…

Paris.

I don’t know since when, this place seems to be equated with romance.

Those who come for vacation are looking forward to encountering a romantic love.

John also met by chance, but it wasn't romantic love, but he was forced to leave.

After picking up the clothes he ordered at the clothing store, John looked at the three stars on the collar and nodded with satisfaction.

"take care."

The shop owner came to see John off in person, with a smile on his face.

This customer is generous and his requirements are clear and not as vague as others. He is the tailor shop's favorite customer.

John nodded slightly and left.

Walking to a corner where no one was watching, he stuffed the neatly packed box of clothes into his small bag.

Heading to the hiding place, he looked for the approaching circus.

"Circus? They have left." A beautiful proprietress of a flower shop told John.

John fell into deep thought and said uncertainly: "You mean, that circus went on tour?"

"Yes, they left and took a few months to tour Europe."

Perhaps because of John’s good looks, the landlady told John the news for free.

In return, John left the flower shop holding a bouquet of daisies.

"So... I still have to wait until they come back?"

The plan couldn't keep up with the change. John wanted to squeeze Credence dry, but he didn't expect the circus to leave directly from the tour.

It’s also John’s fault, he didn’t understand the specific plan when he sent people to the circus to do illegal work.

It’s more about giving Credence a place to hide his identity.

Even he can't arrange everything in detail.

This caused Credence to leave Paris again in confusion and go to other countries.

"Okay, let's take this time to prepare."

John was helpless. He first needed to find a place for him to stay.

The magical world is not suitable for him to hide, so he needs to start from the Muggle world as a place of residence.

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Chapter 547 Hello, Edgar

"There isn't much money left from Xiu Xiu."

No matter how much money Xiu Xiu had, he couldn't withstand John's lavish spending.

Originally, John only planned to conduct a second time flash within two months, but it was delayed due to the circus tour.

He walked around the hiding place, stopped in an alley, and slowly turned around to look.

"After following me for so long, you always need to explain your purpose."

Not far behind John, the man with outstanding height and pale face smiled slightly.

The man raised his head, revealing his dark golden eyes under the brim of his hat.

"Let me guess, you are not attracted to my flowers, are you?" John saw those eyes, which reminded him of Heinrich.

"You are joking, Mr. Joel." The man bowed and took off his hat to reveal his smooth black hair. "Wolfgang Edgar, you may not know me, but in the mouths of my followers, you Extremely important.”

"That's really an honor." John shrugged, "I'm just an ordinary wizard passing by."

"It is truly an honor for the great Grindelwald to remember little me."

When he said "great", there was no fear or respect, and it was an extremely plain tone.

Wolfgang looked deeply at John. When he heard the name from Grindelwald's mouth, he was surprised by his own light.

He knows Grindelwald too well.

This is an extremely arrogant wizard, and the only one he can take seriously is Dumbledore, who serves as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

‘Joel’ is a name that Wolfgang has mentioned many times after he followed Grindelwald.

That name appeared together with Dumbledore.

Only Wolfgang, the most confidant, can know.

Grindelwald’s obsession with ‘Joel’ is no less than that of Dumbledore.

It can even be said that it has reached a point where Wolfgang is asked to count who appears more often.

Grindelwald was arrested, and as a confidant, Wolfgang was not anxious at all.

He even knew that after this time, new members would appear in Grindelwald's revolutionary team.

This is the charm of Grindelwald. Everyone who comes into contact with him will be integrated into him unconsciously.

I thought that my boss would develop followers before contacting me.

Unexpectedly, Grindelwald used some means to find him in the first week of being locked up.

Wolfgang knows a piece of news.

The man named ‘Yor’ reappeared after more than 20 years.

And Wolfgang just wants to find the other party.

A sudden glimpse of Diagon Alley made Wolfgang follow John.

"Mr. Joel, do you have the honor to buy you a drink?" Wolfgang invited.

John smiled slightly, "My appearance fee is very expensive."

"I believe Edgar can afford the money." Wolfgang smiled confidently.

As the leader of the ancient pure-blood family Edgar, he has this capital.

"Well, I guess I need to go over there, don't I?"

John glanced behind him, and a beautiful woman appeared there at some point, holding a wand in her hand.

With bright eyes and red lips, she is like a blooming black rose, handsome and cool.

"First meeting, Mr. Joel, Wenda Rozier." Wenda stared at John, the wand in her hand ready to prevent John from escaping.

Grindelwald's right-hand man, John, has a lot of cards.

Unlike being alone in America, Europe is Grindelwald’s home court.

Wolfgang stepped aside to get out of the way and extended his right hand in invitation.

John knew that his chances of leaving now were too slim. He walked towards Wolfgang and was invited to leave without making a move.

It was a tavern with only a few people.

Wolfgang sat opposite John, and behind him was Wenda looking at John with careful eyes.

"Wine produced in Austria in 1882." Wolfgang gently shook the red wine in the glass and said with an exclamation tone, "Wine is a very magical thing, they will become more and more beautiful over time. Fragrant.”

"It's the same with people."

Through the red wine, his eyes fell on John.

"What about you, Mr. Joel?"

Wolfgang's body leaned forward slightly, with the cross hanging down naturally.

"You don't look like someone in their forties?"

"Grindelwald has searched for you many times, but you never appeared. Why did you reappear now, when he was arrested?"

Wolfgang stared at John closely, with too many questions.

Not just Wolfgang, but also from Grindelwald.

This was an interrogation. Facing the two wizards, John took his time.

He picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently.

The aroma of the wine was released from the shaking of the glass, and John chuckled: "You have too many questions, Edgar."

With his back touching the back of the chair, John looked at ease.

"You should know something, but at what price can you pay?"

"The price?" Wolfgang exclaimed.

John said matter-of-factly: "Exchange of equal value."