Obscurus easily loses control, although he was baptized with magic by John and successfully overpowered Obscurus with his own magic.
But the loss that time was considerable, leaving him unable to use the power of the Obscurus for a month.
Nagini took care of him.
"Nagini, here you go."
The wand that John gave to Nagini was handed over to Credence.
Nagini took the wand but did not put it away.
In fact, Nagini's magic is not powerful. She has turned into a snake for many years, and her broken soul and curse have left her body riddled with holes.
After a long period of repair, there was no systematic learning of magic.
This powerful wand has more of a commemorative significance to Nagini.
Her slender fingers gently stroked the swirls on the wand. She chuckled and placed the wand in Credence's hand.
"Let's use this wand together."
This wand commemorating rebirth is together with two wizards who have been reborn.
Credence looked at Nagini, "I feel like I'm dreaming."
"You have said this many times." Nagini smiled softly.
…
Outside Plymouth Colony.
The area was cordoned off in the name of the discovery of explosives.
A heavily armed mobile unit against wizards appeared.
After all, the wizard who was caught by them failed to hold on and exposed this place that refused to allow Muggles to enter.
"How should we get in?"
Someone asked about the Wizard Mobile Force.
These wizards have magic to protect that place from Muggles.
No matter how well-equipped they are, it will be of no use if they can't get in.
A man wearing an armband with a broken wizard's wand on his arm said: "Someone will come out."
after awhile.
A wizard walked out of it in a hurry and saw someone looking at him across the way.
He immediately pretended that it was nothing and prepared to leave.
However, the indiscernible sound of the gunshot caused the wizard's neck to hurt and he fell down directly.
The amount of anesthesia inside was determined through repeated trials.
Several people from the Wizard's mobile unit dragged the Wizard to the entrance and pushed out a machine.
The machine has sharp needles that pierce into the wizard's body.
The machine starts to operate.
A wave of fluctuations came out, and some reactions began to occur at the entrance.
These places are open to wizards, but the machine keeps the entrance open.
Don’t underestimate the power of technology.
Especially when they cooperate with some wizards.
They lined up to go inside.
The order they received was to capture the rats that were invading the land.
So when they entered.
Those wizards are no longer wizards, but living bodies marked with chips and test numbers.
Outside the Johnny Silverhand store, there was a roar of rage.
Then a voice that did not belong to the wizarding world sounded.
Salesman Paul hurried in and said, "A group of weirdos are coming in!"
"That stupid big guy Johnson is blocking them."
The mobile unit of wizards who entered here had a mission.
Witch hunting plan.
They will install the explosives one by one.
Johnson's huge muscles hit a witch hunter with a big wooden stick.
Immediately after, an iron armor curse lit up behind him, Johnson turned around to look, and several team members were stunned when they looked at the anesthesia needle that was fixed in the air.
Johnson twisted his neck and said, "You should really change your weapons."
He roared and rushed towards the troops ignoring the bullets.
He pulled off his clothes, and a series of amulets appeared.
The big wooden stick in his hand kept hitting those Muggles.
Johnny Silverhand's security also came out.
Because of the Battle of Magic Crystal Island, there are fewer security guards here.
Other wizards in Plymouth Colony were also attacked.
People who originally wanted to stay here and didn't want to go to the Wizarding City now wished that the Wizarding City was right in front of them.
"Merlin's Beard, how did they get in?"
Paul took off his **** narrow-waisted suit and looked at the Muggles outside.
He didn't understand that there was a Muggle banishing spell here.
"There must be a wizard helping them!"
Credence said: "Otherwise it would be impossible for Muggles to come here."
"Nagini, you go first."
Credence let go of Nagini's hand.
"No, Credence." Nagini grabbed his hand, "You haven't recovered yet."
"I will not use the power of the Obscurus," Credence said, "I promise."
If you continue to use the power of Obscurus, you may risk losing control again.
"Nagini," Credence pulled Nagini into his arms, looked into those eyes, and said deeply, "I love you."
He left a kiss on those soft lips, pushed Nagini towards Paul, and said loudly: "Get out of here, I will find you!"
"Ms. Snake, go this way."
Paul did his duty and pulled Nagini to the fireplace.
The blue flame ignited and enveloped Nagini.
Her eyes kept chasing her lover.
"Credence—"
The flames took away Credence's worries. He raised his sleeves to his elbows, held the wand with the blue gem, and walked out resolutely.
…
"You have violated American law. Put down your weapons and stop resisting."
A noisy horn sounded, and the team member clapped his hands hard and cursed: "Damn it, it started like this after it came in."
The person next to him who looked like a technician said: "This is because there is a special magnetic field affecting it."
The technician's eyes shone as he looked at the iron armor charm, which was better than the body armor.
"These things can make our science lead the world."
During World War II, some people tried to study weapons through so-called magic.
The technician said: "If these powers can be made into weapons, we can become the most elite force in the world."
"Stop talking about those things. Are you sure you can use the new weapons?"
The team member threw the speaker aside and looked at the sonic weapon.
The technician said confidently: "This thing can make your eyes shine."
He flipped the switch.
An invisible impact spread out.
The wizard covered his ears and looked ferocious.
"Sure enough, their defensive magic can't block the sound."
Seeing Johnson staggering and almost falling due to the sonic attack, the technician was dancing with joy.
Connecting the machine to two oversized amplifiers capable of amplifying sound waves, he flipped the switch.
Those sounds were emitted intermittently, and some wizards who were preparing to recite spells were also interrupted, and the anesthesia needle caused him to fall to the ground.
The technician's eyes shone, "These people should have some special changes in their genes. Extracting them can become our secret weapons."
Just when he was dreaming that he would win the Nobel Prize, a huge black substance falling from the sky instantly surrounded the team. Then the machines shattered, and the black substance spread out and then suddenly retracted, turning into a panting Credence.
Credence felt that the Obscurus in his body was about to move, but if these things were not resolved, Plymouth Colony would probably not be able to survive.
The anesthesia needle was shot out, and an iron armor spell appeared in front of him.
Then he raised the ring in his hand, and the player was instantly knocked away.
"Did you do it?"
He stared at the technician, disappeared and reappeared in front of the technician, reached out and grabbed the man's neck to prevent him from breathing.
The people nearby fired immediately, and Credence waved his wand to disarm all their weapons.
The explosion interrupted Credence's next move.
It was the planted bombs that were detonated, Credence waved his wand.
The explosion flames coming towards him separated on both sides.
The technician's eyes were intense, "This power is amazing!"
"That's the stronger one you've never seen!"
Credence held the technician as a human shield to block the incoming anesthesia needle.
The technician tilted his head and fainted.
Was thrown away by Credence and headed towards the anti-wizard mobile unit.
"All wizards leave!"
He asked the wizard to leave, and then heard another explosion. Johnny Silverhand Store lit up with a huge armor, and the explosion was offset.
This time, no wizard is stubborn. Life and death are at stake, and no one cares about his hometown.
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Chapter 774: Greedy Politician, Witch Traitor
"Declaration of war?"
The minister in the conference room was already sure of victory. He heard John's words and smiled.
"Are you qualified?"
In front of the strong, the weak groveling is survival, not humility.