After Mary left with a few children, she still arranged for them to hand out flyers promoting Second Salem.

Credence, on the other hand, encounters Grindelwald on the street in the form of Percival Graves, the Secretary of Security of the Magical Congress of the United States.

Grindelwald made a sweet word and enveloped Credence, asked him to be an eyeliner, and helped him investigate Mooran's identity.

When a wizard child is forced to suppress their magic due to physical or psychological abuse, they develop emotionally painful emotions that create a dark parasitic magical force called Silence.

This powerful force eats away at the victim's life, so it is almost impossible to live past the age of ten.

Grindelwald divined that Murphy had something to do with Credence, but his mindset made him think that Murphy's identity must be a child under the age of ten, and he had always regarded the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him who forcibly suppressed Murmur as a squib, ready to be thrown away when he ran out, and discarded at any time.

But he didn't know that the object he was looking for was only one step away from him.

Credence is desperate for this "Mr. Graves" to take him out of the sea of suffering, leave his adoptive mother, and live in the wizarding world.

When he returned home, he saw his adoptive mother sitting on the steps with a cold face.

After Mary returned home, the more she thought about Henry Shaw's attitude, the more angry she became, she was able to mix with charitable organizations, while taking charity money, while abusing children without changing her face, naturally she had cultivated quite a lot of joy and anger.

But when you go home, you can return to your own territory and vent your accumulated anger.

Can't beat the media boss, can't you beat the child?

Mary chose to draw the knife to the weak.

Credence was one of the kids she played the most, and this time he came back late, and even the reasons were ready-made.

The other children were already resting, and Credence could not justify that he had gone to meet the wizard, so he acquiesced in his guilt, consciously untied his belt, handed it to his adoptive mother, and prepared to follow him upstairs to receive his punishment.

At this moment, an origami bat flew by, followed by a diamond-shaped teleportation channel appeared out of thin air, and two chains stretched out from it, directly helping the two and dragging them into the teleportation channel.

By the time the two of them landed, they were no longer in a narrow staircase, but in an open, high-lifted, bright room.

The two looked up, and under the bright light, they saw that there were three other people in the room.

A young man in pink, a girl in black, and a tall woman in purple.

The chain in the purple-clothed woman's hand is the iron chain that locks the two of them.

"Witch! Witch! You wizards will not be hidden forever, you will be exposed to the world! You are the hidden cancer of the city, you ...... Woo......"

Mary, the woman, spoke excitedly immediately after a brief period of astonishment, as if she couldn't even care about the fright, and had been promoting the existence of wizards all year round, hitting walls everywhere, and she should have been so frightened that she couldn't speak, but because of the extreme depression, she suddenly forgot about her situation.

But before she finished her words, the young man in pink waved his hand, and a group of origami bats rushed over, crashed into her body, carried her and flew up directly, with the chains on her body on the wall, like a relief "decorated" on the wall, Mary struggled, but several origami pressed her limbs, making her unable to move, and an origami paper also sealed her mouth, making her speechless.

Credence's jaw dropped by now.

"Rider, let our guests go."

The woman in purple shook the chain, and the chain loosened Credens as if it were alive, and with another tug, the chain returned to her hand.

The boy stepped forward, bent down in front of Credence, stretched out his right hand, palm up, and placed it in front of him:

"Welcome, my compatriot, to the ranks of wizards and 'weirdos'."

Hearing the word "weirdo" spoken by little Henry Shaw again during the day, Credence did not feel the slightest disgust in his heart, but a kind of excitement that he did not dare to reveal.

He remembered the promise given to him by "Mr. Graves" and asked with some stumbling:

"I ...... I can...... Can I become a wizard? ”

The young man in pink nodded:

"Of course, you have great power in you, and I invited you to come and become a wizard!"

Creedence reached out with a trembling hand, grabbed the pink-clad boy's hand, and stood up with his support.

"I'm joining!"

At this time, he calmed down a little and began to look at the three people in the room. Only the adoptive mother, who was nailed to the wall, has been ignored by him.

"Let me introduce you, I'm Roy Undsworth, and I'm a wizard. This is Medusa Rider, who is also a wizard, and this is Miss Nagini, who has the special ability to transform into a snake. ”

Of course, Roy didn't intend to explain what a magician was and what a heroic spirit was, and directly set up an identity for himself and Medusa.

After taking a seat in the room, Credence also introduced himself:

"I'm Credence Byerburn, may I ask, what kind of existence is a wizard, and how can I become a wizard?"

Roy smiled and answered his doubts:

"A wizard is someone who has magical powers, who can use magic through them. Ordinary people have no magical powers, and there is no way to become a wizard. But you're the one with magical powers!

People with magical powers will burst out of magic in childhood, causing some strange phenomena around them, and as they grow older, they will gradually master their magic powers, and receive magical education and learn magic spells. ”

"But I don't remember any specific phenomenon I caused...... Credence said, with some concern.

"That's because you've self-suppressed your magic." Roy pointed to Mary nailed to the wall, "It's inevitable that there is such an environment.

A powerful wizard boasts that me, or Medusa, can easily do things that ordinary people, or even ordinary wizards, can't, do, but there are many people with average level among wizards, especially children, who have not had the opportunity to learn enough skills.

These people are threatened by ordinary people, especially in an era where guns have become commonplace.

Being able to resist bullets is not something that ordinary wizards can do.

So wizards have secret methods to hide themselves, which is a reasonable kind of self-protection.

That's why you didn't know wizards existed, and that's why we hate guys like Second Salem jumping up and down.

The rejection of wizards by ordinary people is predictable, in fact, in the era of witch hunting, some young wizards will forcibly suppress their magic power, make themselves act like ordinary people, and prevent their identity as wizards from being discovered.

Just like you've been for years, that's why you don't show anything special.

But the extreme repressive magic will give birth to a dark magical power called 'Silent Ran', and eventually the suppressed magic will get out of control and backfire at some point, because Silent Ran cannibalizes the life force, and few silent people can live past the age of ten.

And you're an exception! ”

"Me? Silently? Credence felt like his head was getting a little bigger.

"That's right, part of the strange explosions in the New York newspapers recently were the work of the silence in your unconscious state, which is also the so-called 'evidence' collected by your adoptive mother, and she is really right, it is indeed magic.

Your magical talent is very good, so that you can withstand the silent backlash and live past the age of ten, so that you are not suspected by the American wizarding community, which is very afraid of magic exposure, and spares no effort to ban magical creatures and magical events, they think that the perpetrator is a child under ten years old. ”

At this time, Credence suddenly thought of the task given to him by "Mr. Graves".

Find a special child under the age of ten.

Yes, Mr. Graves, I'm the one you're looking for.

And then, hand me over to the relevant departments to be eliminated? Or do you want to take advantage of me?

Credence fell into deep thought.