Ye Qiong is a very qualified task performer.

In less than a quarter of an hour after coming to this world, Ye Qiong naturally accepted her current identity.

"Whether you bother or not, aren't you all here!"

The corners of Ye Qiong's mouth rose slightly, and then she turned around and sat on the leather sofa behind her.

The ink-like tuxedo looked particularly suitable for his body, making his eyes, which were already as bright as pearls, even deeper, like a pool of water, and he didn't know the depth......

Greaves, to be precise, Grindelwald couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the first sentence Ye Qiong said would be this sentence.

In fact.

As early as the first time they met, Grindelwald couldn't help but feel an unusual feeling in his heart.

The young man in front of him is still very handsome, in line with all the aesthetics of Europeans, with deep eyes, a straight nose, and a figure that is not burly but full of explosive sense of strength and wealth.

But Grindelwald's instinct told him that the young man in front of him was very different from the Mordoran-Gaunt he had known before, and seemed to be ...... on his body...... Something has changed.

became, he couldn't see through it.

"You came to me, you won't be stunned!"

Ye Qiong glanced at Grindelwald and looked at it with interest.

Compared to him, the other party is dressed more decently, and he seems to be born a nobleman between his gestures.

Of course, Ye Qiong is not self-conscious.

Strictly speaking, the world of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them is like a child playing at home for him today, as long as he wants, the entire magical world can be destroyed at any time.

What Dark Arts First Man, what Dumbledore, what Voldemort, what Iron Triangle, what Harry Potter...... Ye Qiong didn't pay attention to it.

He didn't understand why the system would let him come to such a low-level world.

But I think that the system should be my own plan, and it will definitely not be untargeted.

Ye Qiong was a little uncertain in her heart.

"I came here today, so naturally I have something to !!do."

Grindelwald's voice came.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Ye Qiong responded lightly, not in a hurry or impatient.

"It's still for the sake of the Silent!"

Grindelwald's eyes wrinkled slightly, and he paused for a few moments before speaking.

I don't know why.

He had an illusion, and suddenly felt as if the young man in front of him was the real boss, the boss behind the scenes, and he was the other party's little brother.

Grindelwald thought for a moment, but he didn't come up with a reason, so he simply thought about it, and he couldn't afford to be just pretending to be a ghost.

"The Silent One? Why are you looking for them? ”

Although he knew the reason, and even knew the whereabouts of the silent one, Ye Qiong still asked.

Because, he was curious about one thing - whether the silent ones were considered dark wizards, and whether the energy they possessed was considered black magic?

At the beginning of the plot of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

The hero, Newt Scamander, captures a silent one. When the Nomaj Kowalski first spotted Murmur at Scamander's suitcase zoo, he tried to get close but was warned of danger by Scamander. Scamander said he had captured the Silent Ran in Sudan three months earlier, and an eight-year-old girl had died from it.

According to Scamander's explanation in the Dungeon, Silence is a magical parasite that forms when a mage suppresses his magical abilities. The parasite itself is called the Silent Ran, and the mage whose body is used as a host is called the Silent One. If they don't cast spells, Silent will regurgitate and corrupt, eventually taking over the host's body and leaving it uncontrolled, bringing disaster.

Silent people rarely live past the age of ten, so Grindelwald is also Grindelwald ignores Credence, who has grown into a teenager.

"What are you asking for, you shouldn't ask, I know, I'm afraid your entire family will be unlucky!"

Grindelwald's voice couldn't help but turn slightly cold, with a slight chill.

……

Vertical day.

The passenger liner to New York, the largest city, slowly moved at sea level, and the passengers on board leaned on the railing of the deck, excitedly watching the land getting closer and closer, and the laughter of children could be heard from time to time.

A yellow-haired man sits on a bench and looks out at the towering buildings of the city in the distance. The seagull hovered in the air above him, and he was dusty, lanky, and wearing an old blue coat, and he looked quite young. Beside him was a worn-out brown suitcase. He reached for the box, but there seemed to be movement in the box, and a lock suddenly popped open. Newt quickly leaned over to close it, then looked around to see if anyone noticed.

Newt put the box on his lap and lowered his head and whispered, "Dugol - please be alive, it won't be too long, it's coming soon," he said to himself, "Oh my God, what are you doing!" ”

The box responded like an obedient child, and it looked like an ordinary suitcase again, and Newt breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the box and staring into the distance.

The Statue of Liberty came into view, towering majestically over the foundation stone not far from them, overlooking the floating blue ocean.

"Oh, that's the Statue of Liberty! I read about it in the Muggle Life Guidebook. Newt was a little excited, for they were about to reach their destination, New York was in sight, and he stood up and looked out at the outline of the city outlined by the coastline.

"Pickett, come out and have a look, we're coming." He lowered his head and whispered.

A small head, about the size of a rubber, poked out cautiously from the breast pocket of Newt's suit, his green head with two thin branches and leaves.

"If I were you, I would take care of your animals more carefully. Mr. Scamander. Newt whispered in his ear, and before he could turn his head to see who it was, the man was already standing in a row with Newt on the railing.

Newt's eyes widened, and Pickett retracted into Newt's breast pocket in horror.

The man was tall and did not look young, probably less than forty years old. His skin was between brown and white, and he wore a bowler hat with a dark brim that covered most of his forehead, and his dark and shiny eyes could be faintly twinkling. His face was not handsome, but Newt felt that there was something special about him that made him look respectable.

"Naori? Dicons? Krum. It's an honor to meet you. Although he spoke very politely, there was naturally a hint of arrogance in his tone that was difficult to hide. He held out his hand to Newt, who was momentarily confused.

"Newt? Scamander. The other man obviously already knew Newt's name, but Newt politely reported his name, shook his hand and nodded at him. Belch... Mr. Krum, what do you do? He seemed to have caught a glimpse of the name somewhere, and couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Aurors." Naori said with a little pride, "Working for the British Ministry of Magic." ”