Graves spares Newt for the time being, and the two of them are constantly apparitions all over the subway.

Their desperate dodge silent attacks caused the subway station to fall apart at a faster pace.

Silently and suddenly, it suddenly accelerated, forming a monstrous wave that engulfed the subway station, breaking through the top of the tunnel and flying out.

John watched as the pattern on the wand in his hand gradually lit up, and the speed was simply an oversized power bank.

"Well done, Credence."

John estimated that in a few moments, he would be able to recharge his energy.

Silently rushed out and wreaked havoc on the sidewalk, whether it was a wizard or a Maji, they all watched in amazement at the moment.

This supernatural power is full of terror.

A skyscraper halfway through the building was silently impacted, the glass on each floor shattered, and the skeleton-like scaffolding was silently crushed, deformed and collapsed, and crumbling.

The crowd outside the magic cordon panicked and didn't bother to take pictures, so they dodged one after another.

Silently spread out again into a huge disc hanging in the air, suddenly shrinking into a mass and re-burrowing into the subway from the gap.z.

Screaming, diving.

The silent and terrifying power raged in a shadowy way, and Newt and Graves hung by a thread, lying together, huddled under the dark force.

Credence was in agony in the midst of the darkness.

He was emotionally amplified by John.

A cloud of black gas shrouded the dome of the subway, and he rushed towards the two who had fallen.

"Credence, don't!"

Tina rushed over, her voice stopping Silence.

Credence recognized the voice, and it was Tina who went out of her way to help herself against the law when he was beaten and abused by his adoptive mother.

Poor people can always remember the people who are good to them the most.

The black gas swirled slowly, gently, and Credence stared at Tina.

Tina met the strange eyes in the dark air.

She pleaded, "Don't do that, please."

Seeing that it was useful, Newt encouraged, "Keep talking, Tina, keep talking to him, he's listening to you, he's listening to you."

Inside the dark air, Credence held out his hands to Tina.

He was the only one who received Credence with sheer kindness, and he looked eager and afraid.

John's fingers rubbed his wand.

Well, the wand is full.

With all his might, the energy stored by this wand has reached the level of a super magic crystal.

That being the case, John's wand curled the thread around Credence and severed it.

The effects of the psychic magic wore off, and Credence gradually stabilized.

Tina looked at Credence with sadness and pity.

"I know what that woman did to you."

"I know you've suffered a lot, but you can't go on like this."

She knew that she was emotional, "Newt and I will protect you."

Graves got a gasp and stood up.

He didn't give up to get silent.

Tina walked slowly, "This man, he's using you."

Graves immediately retorted, "Don't listen to her, Credence, I want you to be free."

He tried to reassure Credence and said in a gentle tone, "It's okay."

Suddenly, as far as Graves could see, a flash of white behind a silent black.

His pupils constricted.

Because John no longer uses mind magic, Credence's influence gradually diminishes.

Silently shrinking.

Suddenly, the Aurors rushed into the subway and into the tunnel.

Behind Tina also appeared some Aurors and attacked.

They raised their wands and were aggressive.

"Don't!" Tina tried to get them to drop their wands, "You're going to scare him!"

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"Credence."

John's voice rang out.

Credence turned his head to look, and John whispered, "Remember that spell."

Credence let out a terrible groan and silently began to swell.

Tina and Newt tried to protect him, and Graves reacted violently with his wand raised.

"Put down your wand!" Graves yelled, "Whoever dares to touch him, I'll settle accounts with whomever he wants!"

"Credence."

"Credence ......"

Graves and Tina have different purposes, but their current brief united front is to protect Credence.

But the Aurors began to shoot spells.

The light of the spell struck Silent, causing Credence to let out a scream of pain.

His face contorted, and he reached out toward John.

He wanted to catch his kind, and he wanted to know how he found his family.

John looked at him and waved his wand slowly.

"The Corridor of Time."

Credence had an Ouroboros wrapped around his wrist.

In the constant attack, the silent magical energy began to dissipate.

A white orb of magic light replaces the black substance.

Immediately after, the ball of light exploded.

The impact overwhelmed the Newts and the Aurors.

All the forces subsided.

A few fragments of black matter floated outward like feathers.

Among the fallen, John stood tall.

He walked slowly.

A pair of eyes followed him all the time.

John looked at the owner in the eyes, and Graves had a puzzled look on his face.

John smiled slightly, his lips opening and closing.

"Long time no see, Gail."

At this moment, the man who hid his identity understood that he had been exposed.

But what surprised him and wondered was why the old man who met again remained the same as before.

In the years since he left Godric's Hollow, the man had searched for the white-haired wizard several times, but there was no whereabouts.

It's like he's never been in this world, there's no origin, there's no past.

Brilliant and full of mysteries.

To this day, he saw the white-haired wizard again, who had not changed at all.

The same man full of wisdom, thought of a possibility.

John waved at him, turned and took a step, his body disappearing without a trace.

John's departure caused Graves to turn his attention back to the group of fools who had done bad things for themselves.

"Idiots, do you know what you just did?" Graves was furious.

Pickcory came out from behind the Aurors, her tone skeptical of Graves' actions.

"I ordered the Silent to be killed, Mr. Graves."

Graves was deeply outraged by their actions, and he was just a short way away from getting the Silent One.

Just a little bit, you can implement your own plan.

It's like once, trying to take Al himself.

It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit worse!

He took a deep breath and said in a very mocking tone; "Yes, history will tell, Your Excellency."

"What happens here is unreasonable and ruthless!"

Pickcory countered, "He's responsible for the death of a No-Maj, nearly exposing all wizards, and violating our sacred laws!"

"That law makes me like a mouse in the gutter!"

"That law wants us to hide our true selves!"

"The law is to keep those under its jurisdiction huddled in fear, lest we reveal our identities!"

"Your Excellency," Graves' sharp gaze swept across the room, "I ask you, who is that law meant to protect?"

"Is it? Or are they?"

His questioning left the Aurors speechless, and Graves turned away, sneering, "I don't want to grovel anymore."

Such thoughts, such words.

It's like Grindelwald who was crazy in Europe.

Pico Corey sensed the signs and ordered the Aurors to arrest Graves.

As Graves walked deeper into the platform, a wall of white light blocked his way.

Impatience and impetuousness appeared on his face, and after a moment of thought.

He smirked and turned around.

The Great War began.

The Aurors of the Magic Congress constantly shoot spells, and these spells are like children's frolic in front of powerful wizards.

With the flick of his wand, Graves sent several Aurors to the ground.

Newt saw the situation at this time, and immediately used the curling wing demon to block Graves's spell, throwing out a rope of supernatural light to tie Graves behind his back.

Tina also stepped in to summon the landed wand into her hand.

Graves, who had lost his wand and was bound, had hatred in his eyes.

Newt had long suspected his identity, and the Transfiguration Charm revealed Graves' true colors.

A head of white-blond hair with heterochromatic pupils.

This is a picture that appears on the wanted notices of the major ministries of magic.

Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald, restored to his original appearance, was still invincible, he said contemptuously; "You think you can keep me?"

Pickcory knew how dangerous this man was.

"We'll do our best, Mr. Grindelwald."

The battle is over, and Queenie and Jacob arrive with Newt's chest.

Newt looked out at the sky lit up, where the small remnants of silence flew away.

And outside.

On a tall building outside the metro station.

John stood on it, one-handed *** pocket.

"Where do you want to go?"

He looked at Credence huddled on the rooftop, the Ouroboros on his wrist saving his life.

Credence shuddered, the image of being shattered and killed lingering in his mind.

Hearing the question, Credence looked up.

"I'm going to France."

The Thunderbird flew out of the broken subway and into the clouds.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and a heavy rain fell.

The wind blows in John's wand to block the rain.

"Newt must have a high score in potions to make people forget unpleasant things."

Tasting the ingredients of the rain, John casually said, "Then go to France."

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