Wizards of Hogwarts

While Elrohir and the others were enjoying the dinner carefully prepared by the Goldstein sisters, a story was also happening in another corner of the city.

Credence Barebone walked alone among the secular crowd, most of whom were eating out and watching the theater late at night, and cars whizzed by on the road.He wanted to distribute Second Salem's leaflets to them, but the people passing by just gave him suspicious looks and faint ridicule.

The towering Woolworth Building loomed in front of us.

Credence glanced at the building. His vaguely longing eyes seemed to have penetrated the magical shield covering the Woolworth Building and saw the majestic scenery hidden in the building. of MACUSA.

Graves, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, stood outside the building, looking intently at Credence, a child from an anti-wizard organization composed of Muggles.

Two people who shouldn't have any intersection appear here at the same time at this moment.

Credence also noticed the presence of Graves, and a color of hope suddenly flashed across his face.

Under Graves' gaze, Credence walked across the street in a daze, walking towards the Woolworth Building on the opposite side, barely looking at the road. At this time, he forgot everything.

Time turns back to dusk.

The Shaw Newspaper Building is also the headquarters of New York's most prestigious media empire.

On the top floor of the newspaper building is a spacious, magnificent and gorgeously decorated office. Through the huge and clean floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have an unobstructed view of the city. This office stands almost at the highest point in New York City.

Henry Shaw Sr., the newspaper tycoon and the real leader of this media empire, was talking to his eldest son, Senator Shaw. The topic was mainly about Senator Shaw's presidential campaign in the next two days.

Suddenly, the door of the office was opened, and Henry Sr.'s second son Langdon Shaw appeared at the door. He was closely followed by the Baribone family, Mary Lou, Credence, Castiti and Modesty. .

Bakker, the assistant to the chairman in a suit and tie, explained the reason to old Henry: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Xiao, your son has to come in."

Langdon interrupted the secretary excitedly and walked to his desk with a map, a few old books, and some photos in his arms.

"Father, you must really want to hear this." Langdon spread the photo on his desk. "I got a big piece of news that will expand the influence of our Xiao Newspaper Group again."

The photos on the desk all show streets that were destroyed by mysterious forces two days ago. Broken bricks and tiles are scattered on the ground. People can't help but wonder whether the photo was taken in the prosperous and developed New York or in the city. A ruined city that suffered from war and artillery fire.

Old Henry frowned. He never liked his less stable second son.

Henry Sr. said, "Your brother and I are busy, Langdon, planning two days of campaigning. We don't have time to listen to you about this news."

Langdon was so excited that he ignored his father's words and let the Barebone family from Second Salem into the office.

This action not only deepened the wrinkles on old Henry's forehead, but also completely chilled Senator Xiao's face.

"This is Mary Lou Barryborn, from the New Salem Charity Association. She wants to tell you a shocking news." Langdon, who was not affected at all, introduced to his father enthusiastically.

"Oh, she has news, right?" Old Henry said lightly.

Langdon said: "New York City is filled with strange things, and the people behind them look neither like you nor me. This is witchcraft, don't you see?"

Both old Henry and young Senator Shaw expressed doubts about Langdon's words. As family members, they had long been accustomed to Langdon's reckless personality and strange excitement.

Henry Sr. cleared his throat: "Landon."

Langdon realized what his father wanted to say and immediately said, "She's not here for money."

Henry Sr. was choked by his son. He paused for a moment, and then said: "Either her story is worthless, or she lied about the asking price. No one will reveal valuable news information for free."

Mary Lou said confidently: "You are right, Mr. Xiao. What we want is indeed more valuable than dollars, and that is your influence. In New York City, millions of people read your newspaper , and they need to know the dangers of this event."

Alarmist old Henry snorted in his heart.

Langdon said conclusively: "There is indeed crazy turbulence in the subway. Look at these photos."

"I would rather you and your friends leave now." Old Henry said to Langdon.

"No, you'd be missing out on a valuable journalistic opportunity, just look at the evidence," Langdon said.

The stern-looking Senator Xiao left the sofa for the first time. He walked to his father and brother and said in a voice that everyone in the office could hear: "Landon, listen to your father and let's go." Then, Senator Xiao shifted his gaze and stared at the Credence family, "Also, take these weirdos away too."

Credence visibly twitched at being discriminated against, and Modesty grabbed his hand, trying to protect him.

Langdon angrily turned to his brother and said, "This is Dad's office, not yours. I'm tired of walking in here every time."

"That's it. Thank you." Old Henry told Langdon to shut up, and then waved his hand impatiently, signaling everyone in the Barebone family to leave.

As Credence left, he accidentally dropped a Second Salem flyer.

Senator Xiao stepped forward and leaned over to pick it up, casually glancing at the witch printed on the flyer.

"Hey, kid, you dropped something." The senator crumpled the flyer into a crumpled ball and stuffed it into Credence's hand. "Well, why don't you just throw it in the trash can, freak?" You all belong there."

night.

Credence stood dejectedly at the end of the dimly lit alley, his posture desolate.

Graves came over and said in a mysterious tone: "You are very sad, and your mother must have been told something by someone, and tell me how they said it."

Credence remembered what he had experienced in the Shaw Newspaper Building that afternoon. He asked in a sad and sad tone: "Do you think I am a monster?"

"No." Graves said without any hesitation, "I think you are a very special young man, otherwise I wouldn't ask you to help me, right?"

Graves paused for a moment and put a hand on Credence's arm. The shadow of the solid wall covered his body, making it impossible to see the expression of slight disgust on his face.

Credence was stunned, the feeling of contact with other people's skin made him feel strange and obsessed.

"Is there any new news?" Graves took back his hand.

"I'm still looking, Mr. Graves." Credence said with some reluctance, "As long as I know whether it is a girl or a boy."

Graves said: "I only saw that the child had extremely powerful power. Whether he was a boy or a girl, he was no more than ten years old. I saw the child very close to your mother, yes, I saw it clearly It’s your mother.”

"Anyone could do that. There are hundreds of kids in Second Salem," Credence said.

Graves' voice becomes gentle, mesmerizing, soothing.

"I saw something else, something I've never told you. I saw you standing side by side with me, in New York, on top of the Woolworth Building. You're the only one who can gain this kid's trust, and you're the key, I think. Here you go. You wanted to join the wizarding world, and so did I, Credence. I did it all for you.

"So, find that child, find the child, and we'll all be free."