The legendary creator of the system

Chapter 385 The creature in the suitcase

The man walked up the steps of the ruined house, carefully inspecting the damage and paying attention to what the people around him said, with a curious and vigilant look on his face.

"Hey, Valf, what did you ask?" the photographer beside him asked the reporter in a low voice.

When the reporter came to him, he also answered in a low voice, "A gust of black wind, like a turbulent atmosphere, and this kind of nonsense, it's worthless."

"Another atmospheric bullshit, or an electrical problem," said the photographer.

“The answer I got was an emotional gas or air current, like a violent black cloud,” accosted another reporter. “That might be a little more apt.”

"Almost, there is no difference. This is already the third time." The photographer said.

"Hey, want a drink?" the first reporter said to them. "That's nerve-wracking."

"No, I'm quitting. I promised Martha I'd never do it again," the photographer said.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you." Another reporter said.

The wind gradually picked up and swirled around the house, accompanied by a high-pitched and shrill cry, like the cry of a ghost, which was creepy.Only the man showed curiosity and interest.

Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering noises came from the street.All the people turned their heads to look for the source of the sound, and their eyes widened in horror: a partition wall connecting another house on the upper right of the ruins suddenly cracked, and the rubble on the ground began to shake violently, as if they had encountered an earthquake, and then exploded .A mysterious force suspected to be a black cloud broke away from the building, shuttled under the rubble pile of ruins, rolled up many broken bricks, and then appeared in the middle of the street, rushing forward along the road, moving fiercely, rapid.A young man was almost knocked into the air, but he didn't fall down by leaning his back on the classic car.Many vehicles on the road were knocked down, and some survived after being hit hard, and the goods and daily necessities on the carriages were scattered all over the ground.

The mysterious force rose into the air while moving at high speed, hovered in the city, shuttled through the streets and alleys, and smashed into the city hall subway station after smashing the thick wall of a building.

The glass at the entrance of the subway station shattered the moment it penetrated, and pedestrians squatted down screaming and covering their heads.

The man continued to look at the destruction of the street along the crack left by the mysterious force, with a slight hint of consternation on his face.

No one noticed that there was a mixture of roaring and howling from deep underground.

"Now it's the most critical moment to find Moran. I must not let these magical creatures ruin my good deeds, but..."

The man's brows were tightly frowned, and he seemed to have some doubts: "Who brought these magical creatures to the world of these Muggles?"

……

The location is less than 300 meters from the ruined street.

The slightly piercing shouts suddenly came from the originally slightly silent sky.

"The shining crystallization of wisdom created by human beings, in this great city, theaters, vehicles, tape recorders and electric lights, dazzle and confuse us! It's like a witch cast a spell on us—"

Newt, who was wandering in the city center, was immediately attracted by the yelling, and went looking for the sound, only to find that he had just arrived at his destination.

There was a crowd before a makeshift stage next to the broad steps of the City Bank.A woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in a Puritan outfit from the 30s, is passionate and charismatic.A man standing behind her held a banner bearing a symbol: a broken wand proudly clutched in both hands amidst blinding yellow and red flames.

This woman is actually not someone else. Anyone who has seen Fantastic Beasts and Where should know that this woman is Mary Lou Barebone who was later killed by Credence Barebone.

A crazy woman.

Newt slowed down and watched Marylou with the gaze of another species: no judgment, only interest.

However, he obviously didn't notice that a pair of eyes from a certain corner of the crowd were already fixed on him.

"But where there is light, there is shadow, my friends. There is something, lurking in our city, waiting to be destroyed! Then it disappears without a trace!"

Marylou's high-pitched voice filled the square.

"This is an anti-magic organization!"

Newt frowned slightly, thinking of it immediately.

at this time.

the other side of the street.

A very obese man hurried towards here, and he was almost hit by an old car.He was wearing a suit that didn't fit very well, with two beards on the corners of his mouth, and he was carrying a worn-out brown leather suitcase, and he didn't know what was in it.

"Excuse me, baby. I just want to go to the bank—excuse me—I just…" the man said hastily.

The man rushed forward and didn't find Newt in front of him. He tripped over Newt's box and fell to the ground. Newt hurried forward to pull him up.

"I'm so sorry, my suitcase—" Newt said.

"It's not in the way." The man struggled and continued to walk, without even looking at Marylou, he went straight up the steps of the bank of Our Lady of Mary.

This fat man is none other than Jacob Kowalski, one of the protagonists in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, a Polish-American No-Maj whose dream is to open a bakery.

On December 1926, 12, which is today, he came to Steen National Bank to apply for a $6 loan, but was unfortunately rejected by the bank.

"Excuse me!" Jacob said, turning to the crowd.

The commotion around Newt caught Marylou's attention.

"You, friend! Why did you come to our party today?" Marylou said provocatively to Newt.

Newt's face couldn't help being a little surprised: "Oh... I'm just... just passing by.

"Are you a seeker?"

Marylou pressed, pausing before continuing, "Looking for the truth?"

"Actually, I'm more of a Chaser." Newt paused, obviously absent-mindedly perfunctory.

The crowd didn't understand the meaning of Newt's words, Marylou didn't seem to mind, and temporarily let Newt go.

"Please listen to my proverbs and heed my warnings! Even if you have the courage to laugh, the truth will always be proven. The wizard is among us! Maybe it's any one of the following!" Marylou continued to preach the second Seiler impassionedly. m.

Mary's back.

There was a constant flow of people at the gate of the bank. A well-dressed man passed by, suddenly took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket, and threw it to the beggar who was sleeping on the steps.

The coin fell slowly, landed on the steps and rolled a few times, making a sharp clanging sound.

"Squeak..."

next moment.

In Newt's suitcase, there were bursts of rat-like chirping sounds.

Not only that, but with the chirping sound, Newt's suitcase shook violently at the same time.

(End of this chapter)