Chapter 535：

Their eyes faced each other, with a piece of white hair inserted between them.

John stared at Credence and said, "Don't you think you should avoid ladies taking a bath?"

"But there is no bath here..."

Just as Credence was about to retort, John waved his wand and a bathtub appeared, followed by several wooden boards falling down to turn into screens.

Okay, Credence suppressed the weirdness in his heart.

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

…

One 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.

"That's made of feathers."

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

"Where's Credence?"

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

Jumping through the window and walking in, John asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Do we know each other?"

Nagini hesitated for a while, then asked her question.

John was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

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

This seemed to be a very important thing. Nagini could feel the solemnity in John's words.

She nodded and said, "If it's okay."

"This requires a price." John walked over and put down a skirt.

Sitting on the bed, he looked seriously into Nagini's eyes and said, "It's a very serious price."

The price is heavy?

Nagini hesitated.

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

"I can tell you, 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 friend should not be insulted."

His voice revealed the power to make people believe.

"I have never been a kind person, and I can tell you without hesitation that I wanted to burn down more than just the tent yesterday."

"Smile more, Nagini."

John stood up and walked to the stairs.

Credence, who was eavesdropping there, was caught red-handed.

He dodges his eyes in panic.

"Credence," John stopped him and said, "aren't your family always here?"

Credence looked upstairs, and Nagini, who was about to change her skirt, turned around with a feeling.

"Isn't the family member you recognize not as good as that blood connection?" 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 fed it ground bird food.

Nagini walked down after changing her skirt.

Her snakeskin suit was replaced by a light blue dress with a just-right hem, revealing a section of her white ankles.

Credence also changed into the purple clothes.

There are three stars embroidered on the neckline.

Handsome men and beautiful women.

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

"Aren't you going with me?" Credence paused and took the wand.

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

In fact, he is still afraid of what will happen if he intervenes.

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

"Control your emotions."

Making his final instructions, John watched the two of them leave.

As the two of them walked away, a person slowly walked out from behind.

"Hand over your wand, you are surprisingly bold, Joel."

A deep voice, filled with nostalgia for acquaintances.

Grindelwald looked at John deeply.

At this moment, he only needed to wave the magic wand lightly, and John could not escape the clutches of this generation of Dark Lord.

"Really, you think you can control me?" John's mouth curved, "Gale."

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

Grindelwald had a look of amazement in his eyes.

"How did you do it, Joel."

"Achieve... immortality?"

The mysterious Joel has the ability to become immortal.

No matter which one it was, it was full of temptations that made Grindelwald want to inquire.

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

"It seems you have other plans for Credence."

They were already here before Credence left, but they didn't take action.

John guessed Grindelwald's true purpose.

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Chapter 551 Hello, Grindelwald

"You said you were willing to 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, Gale." John met those eyes without hesitation.

"You were once so close."

"It's us, Joel."

Grindelwald walked towards John. He was taller now and also older.

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

"It's an exchange of equal value now," John reached out and gently tapped the blood pact Grindelwald wore on his chest, and said with a faint smile, "You shouldn't be able to do it yourself, right?"

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

He looked at John for a long time, then smiled, "I know you, you wouldn't do that, Joel."

"What you want is not just the Elder Wand, right?" Grindelwald's eyes were deep, "Who are you?"

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

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

John's mocking words made Wolfgang frown.

He glanced at Grindelwald, but there was no attack.

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

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

"I don't deny Credence's power, but a wizard's duel involves more than just magic," John said lightly, "Skills and combat literacy are both indispensable."

"You use huge copper blocks and small bullets, and the effect is the same. They both kill people."

"Lifting a copper block uses up your stamina, but 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 cannot kill Dumbledore in a head-on confrontation." 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 can live to the age of confronting Dumbledore?"

John stared at Grindelwald and said seriously: "Don't be the Riddler with me, Gale."

"His origin." Grindelwald said after being silent for a while, "You should notice the little bird next to him."

Bird?

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

Grindelwald said nothing, and John looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Why do you always catch the poor children of the Dumbledore family and cause trouble?"

This sentence reminded Grindelwald of bad memories.

He looked at John silently and asked: "In 1899, if I had not left, what would you have done?"

"You won't have the answer. History has no ifs."

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

Grindelwald left without saying a word.

Wolfgang said unexpectedly: "Why don't we take action?"

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

At this moment, he understood a lot.

Wolfgang has become accustomed to the behavior of his boss, the Riddler. Anyway, as long as he doesn't speak, no one will know that he doesn't understand.

"I think I've seen far enough, Joel."

Grindelwald walked forward, "We should go and see if the boy can withstand the test."

The two figures disappeared into the street.

John stared at them from upstairs.