I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

The basic principle of alchemy, equal exchange.

What you need to get, you have to pay the price.

Credence survived, and John kept his word.

And as a price, Credence was almost drained.

The glowing wand was like a bright light stick, and it was almost impossible to see his face in John's hand.

Credence huddled in a corner, as if he couldn't get out a drop after working illegally.

"Do you remember that feeling?" John casually tossed the wand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"That is magic flowing through the body. If the control of ordinary wizards is a faucet, then you are a broken hole."

Walking over to pick up Credence with one hand, John Apparated.

Reappearing, they appear in an empty church.

The collapsed Credence was thrown aside by John.

"You should learn to control, for yourself and your family, I can't supervise you by your side every time."

A cauldron stood there, and John went to draw out his wand, and the glowing wand tapped into the cauldron.

The magic power stored in the wand was released, and the originally calm crucible boiled instantly, and a single drop of the tumbling liquid could cause a big explosion.

Taking out a rune snake egg and throwing it in, the simple and crude method made the crucible emit an unpleasant smell.

The glowing wand gradually returns to normal as the magic is absorbed.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Credence propped up his body and looked at John who was brewing the potion there. "You have absorbed the magic power three times."

"Yes, this can also stop you from running wild, isn't it good?" John stirred the pot without looking back, and said casually, "You will die if you don't release your magic power, and you will die if you release too much magic power. Death, you are doomed to die."

Credence looked gloomy, "I don't have a third choice?"

"Control yourself, keep your emotions at a threshold, and you can live longer." John uttered an incomprehensible spell to the cauldron, like the singing of an elf, ethereal and tactful.

The boiling cauldron gradually subsided, and the potion on it began to solidify.

The solidified potion was like a crystal, with a drop of transparent liquid swaying slightly in the middle.

After dealing with these, John turned back to the lost Credence.

"You are going to France, we can leave tomorrow."

Credence's birth certificate says where he was born, which is why he's going to France.

He wants to figure out his identity and find his family.

In John's view, it doesn't make much sense to do so.

After all, he was not picked up, but sent away.

The family has abandoned him.

Seeing that Credence was lost, with a trace of black air radiating from his body, John walked over and handed him his wand.

"Is it worth it?"

Yeah, giving up might make him live longer, Credence chooses family.

In Credence's current situation, the excitement of seeing his family could have killed him.

After venting his emotions many times, Credence has gradually got rid of his previous submissive personality.

Hearing John's words, he lowered his eyes and took the wand.

The wand began to absorb Credence's power after getting it, and the black air diverted into the wand.

It's like a big power bank, and the wand is the battery.

John made a small change to the wand, which allowed the wand to store magic power.

During the few days of staying there, Credence silently wanted to go berserk, but John used this method to suppress his power.

Not every Obscure is John Wick.

Their fate is usually more tragic.

"I know a girl."

John sat next to Credence, looking up at the colorful image of the Virgin cradling a baby.

"She was hurt at the age of six and turned her into an obscurant."

"Her mother was killed by her power, and she can only live with her two elder brothers."

"Her elder brother is very smart and a very talented wizard. Her second brother is slightly inferior and is an impatient person."

"Later she also died, under her brother's childish dispute," John said calmly, "Brother wanted to take her away and hide it, as if hiding a secret, a shady secret."

"In this way, her elder brother doesn't have to worry about when her younger sister will go berserk and kill the civilians around her, so she can be truly free and get rid of the shackles."

Hearing this, Credence slowly raised his head to look at John, and asked, "Does her elder brother not love her?"

"I love her, but she is a burden and a shackle," John shook his head slightly. "She lives like a bomb, and her elder brother is a saint. He loves her and loves the world even more."

"His love for her stems from his elder brother's responsibility and moral shackles."

Having said that, the expression on John's face was a bit complicated.

"Wizards only have fear when they look at silent people. Even relatives will be frightened by this uncertainty."

"What about you?" Credence stared closely at John, a wizard who was younger than himself, "You are also the Obscure."

"Me? I'm different," John laughed dumbfounded, and said in a voice that was both proud and reasonable, "I'm stronger than all of them."

"Wizards are different kinds of No-Majs, and Obscures are different kinds of wizards, Credence." John turned his head to meet those eyes, and said softly, "You can be strong and cruel, but you can't be weak and kind."

Because that kindness is often the source of constant torture.

His words pushed aside Credence's fantasies about his family, and he began to think.

If your family really loves you, why should you abandon yourself?

Send yourself to that hellish Second Salem.

A wizard who sent his children to the place of the anti-wizard.

Credence spent half of his time under the beating of his adoptive mother. This cruelty did not change until he broke out and killed his adoptive mother.

For his family, he is full of longing and haze, and even more fear.

He's a vulnerable kid, and when he comes into contact with Grindelwald's Graves in disguise, the warmth, even with purpose, sinks him.

Extremely lacking in love, suddenly a little light shines into it.

However, that is not light, but a kind of use, a crueler punishment.

"What's her name?" Credence asked the same girl.

"Ariana, Ariana Dumbledore."

John stood up, and Credence suddenly asked, "Are you going to use me too?"

"Yes," John nodded honestly, "I need your strength, the power in you is extremely powerful, Credence."

Credence was like a child who was afraid of abandonment, he whispered: "You will abandon me if you find that I am useless?"

He is afraid that John is the next Grindelwald again, and his heart is full of fear, and the joy of finding the same kind is occupied by fear.

He lacks love, no matter whether it is family or friendship, he does not want to give up.

Being around John made him feel like a big brother.

Although John looks younger than himself, his maturity makes Credence regard him as his elder brother.

For many days, John's use of him was to help suppress Mo Ran.

John glanced at him and said lightly, "Then you are so strong that I cannot give up on you. The choice is yours, not mine, Credence."

"I will keep my promise, after going to France, I need to leave for a while."

The wand in Credence's hand instantly lit up, and he was too emotional.

"Don't worry," John shrugged, "just go find something."

His words stabilized Credence's mood, and the wand in his hand half-lit.

Thinking of John's words, he wanted to try harder to show his worth.

With a pale face, the magic power was injected into the wand at a faster speed, and John walked over to snatch the wand.

"I need your strength, not your life." After reprimanding Credence, John turned and left.

Credence watched his back, his curled up body gradually stretched out on the bench.

O gentle and mighty king.

...

In order to take the cruise ship, John can be said to have emptied the family fortune of Sniff.

Well, that's right.

Newt's Nixie stared at the half-empty nest and burst into tears, the kind Newt couldn't coax well.

Fighting geese all day is pecked by geese.

Who would have thought that Xixiu would be stolen one day.

After hearing that, Newt replaced Sniff's nest with a safe, and Sniff's biggest job is to guard against Bowtruckles.

Because among so many magical animals, only Bowtruckles can pick locks.

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