Grindelwald's words made everyone turn their attention to the man who was still indifferent to death.

With his black hair gradually turning back to white, John sat there, unmoved in the face of the approaching flames.

Surveying the flames for a moment, he asked curiously, "Excellent spell."

"Fire shield protection," Grindelwald and John looked at each other and smiled, "I'm willing to give it to you."

"That's flattering."

John smiled slightly, turned his gaze to the wand in Grindelwald's hand, and said in a condensed voice, "The Elder Wand?"

"Yes, I'm one step ahead of you," Grindelwald stroked his wand, "You can't go back, why don't you come with me?"

Grindelwald looked at the agitated Credence and said, "He hopes so."

"I have no objection to that," John said to Grindelwald as he saw Credence as well, "and you can go on with your work, but only if you don't hurt innocent people."

"You're still just as proud." Grindelwald smiled and said, "You're so confident, won't he give in to me?"

"Don't deceive him, Grindelwald." John stared at Grindelwald, "You know him."

Grindelwald didn't speak.

Newt discovers the white-haired wizard, and he's going to stop Credence from joining.

Nagini was the same, but Credence took Nagini's hand and said, "Wait for me, I'll come back to you, wait for me to find my origins."

"Credence!"

Credence finally stepped over the flames, and Grindelwald smiled triumphantly.

The flames flickered, and the Aurors retreated.

Queenie on the other side also had to cross the flames.

Jacob knows the horrors of war, and he stops Queenie.

"Jacob, he's the answer, he wants the same thing we do."

"No, no, no." Jacob called out to Queenie in pain.

"Come with me." Queenie wants to take Jacob with her.

"Don't go, honey!"

Queenie screamed, "Follow me!"

Jacob had tears in his eyes, "You're crazy."

But Queenie still stepped into the flames.

"No! Don't go, Queenie!"

Queenie walks onto the stage, and the apparition vanishes.

Blue flames spread and raged.

Credence was gently embraced by Grindelwald and whispered in his ear, "It's all for you."

"I just want to know about my origins." Credence looked at John, who was in the middle of the flames, and reached out to grasp the pendant.

Grindelwald smiled noncommittally, no one can choose a corner of the road with their own charm.

The Elder Wand became his baton, the flame his band, and death the notes.

Blue flames strike the Aurors who try to apparage.

Six or seven Aurors panicked and ran through the flames towards Grindelwald.

It was a massacre, but also a demonstration to flex its muscles.

The flames flew by, never touching John.

He was like the only spectator in the flames, witnessing this lament of death.

"Mr. Scamander, do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you?" Grindelwald focuses on the two Scamanders.

"Help them!" Tina yelled at John, the audience.

John shrugged, "Sorry, Tina, they can figure it out themselves."

"You know me?" Tina was stunned.

John said he slipped out.

The voice.

Tina was familiar.

All these scenes were seen in the time of John.

In order to protect the two Scamanders, Rita pretended to join Grindelwald.

Grindelwald personally welcomed, however......

Rita looked resolutely at the two Scamanders on the other side.

"I love you."

Who to love?

No one knows, and there will be no answers.

A big boy who redeemed himself when he was a student, and a fiancé who cared for him later.

Maybe they all love it.

As a Slytherin, it's not your fault to be greedy.

Rita used her wand to aim at the skeleton in Venda's hand.

A spell that blows up the skeleton and knocks Venda down.

The blue flames spiraled out of control, and the flames engulfed Rita.

John stared at the scene indifferently.

Theseus was frantic and tried to rush through the flames, and was almost devoured.

John slowly closed his eyes, and the wails rang in his ears.

"I should leave," Grindelwald said to John, "and this place is out of my control."

With that, he took Credence with him, took one last look at the place, and said in disgust, "I hate Paris."

They apparition away.

Leave a mess behind.

John slowly got to his feet, and disappeared to reappear beside Nagini.

Nagini, whom the blue flame was about to touch, was driven away by gold.

John put his arm around Nagini's shoulders and whispered, "He'll see you again."

Nagini was sad, tears in her eyes, and hateful eyes stared into John's eyes, "Who the hell are you?"

"John," John said in a low voice, "John Wick, don't forget me, Nagini."

"I'm leaving, and this is a secret between you and me, which has always been hidden deep in my soul, don't forget."

His fingers gently wiped away the tears from Nagini's eyes, and it was extremely gentle.

This time, Nagini suffered the pain of the afterlife, until that day in Albania, a reckless teenager broke in and was redeemed again.

Nagini sensed sadness from John.

This man is full of contradictions, indifference to those who have died, but also sadness at the need to say goodbye to himself.

Grindelwald's flames were out of control, and John protected Nagini, saving the passing Muggle.

Père Lachaise cemetery.

Not long after John walked out with the two of them, Newt and Theseus, as well as others, apparitioned.

Blue flames chased them, and it was a great disaster.

Every cemetery is spewing flames.

The cemetery is on the brink of destruction, and the flames of Grindelwald turn into dragon-like monsters, determined to destroy everything.

Seeing that the end of Paris was approaching, John whispered, "Next, it's your turn, teacher."

Monsters rush out of the cemetery and wreak havoc.

The Aurors' attacks didn't work.

An old man, trembling, arrived.

John saw him, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

He could only suppress it and not let himself go to the old man.

Nicol Lemay arrived, commanded the crowd to gather and form a circle to insert his wand into the ground.

The only thing that can deal with this terrible spell is the end of all spells.

Hearing the old man's words, everyone scattered around the cemetery.

"All curses are over! （finite）」

The wand was inserted into the ground, and the golden wall rose.

The fire of purification wrestles with the fire of evil.

They unite and then ......

The fire of purification was bitten off the head by the fire of evil, and everyone vomited blood and retreated.

「？？？」 John was stunned.

No, the script I saw wasn't like that.

"Kid, we don't have enough power."

Nicol Lemay's voice came, and he called out to John.

John's body shuddered, and he turned his head in disbelief.

There was an inquiry in his eyes.

Nicol Lemay's voice was kind, confirming John's suspicions.

"Son, do what you're good at."

"But you ......"

"Once in a while, you have to be willful to be worthy of the power in your hands." Nicol Lemay winked at John, "Care for your child, go with that power, you need it."

Yes, it's him.

own teachers.

This old man doesn't know what means to use.

It may be the knowledge of the future, or it may be the consciousness of the old man who is guarding the door.

John smiled helplessly, "You are much more willful now than you will be in the future."

"When you're young, your mentality is different." Nicol Lemay said.

When John saw the dragon that was about to destroy the city, he said, "All right."

Tina couldn't make out their conversation, but she could tell it seemed as if the white-haired wizard could save the city.

"Please, whoever you are." Tina pleaded.

John looked into those eyes and suddenly asked, "Did anyone say that your eyes resemble the eyes of a salamander?"

Tina's eyes are the same as John's.

With that, John drew his white wand.

"It's useless, and all spells can't end it!" Newt was forced back by the flames.

"Playing with fire?" John shook his head and smiled, "Newt, have you forgotten who is the ruler of the flames?"

"Are you?" Newt doesn't remember having such a deep friendship with the other person.

But John grinned at him.

Golden flames burned from his body.

John muttered to himself, "Come near, it's coming."

Turning to look at Nagini, John said in a gentle tone, "May you have no regrets this time, Nagini."

The golden flame ignited John completely, and he raised his right hand aloft.

Time responded, and a terrifying blast opened the void in the sky.

A sword ignited by the Eternal Flame appears in his hand.

The blooming light is like the sun dazzling, making it impossible to look at it directly.

John looked at the sword and knew he had succeeded.

He heard the call of his friend.

A wand in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.

John whispered inaudible.

"I'm a fire dragon."

The flames burn the body.

The golden fire dragon carried the eternal fire, engulfing the blue flames.

Gold collides with waves and turns into the ultimate white.

The ringing of their ears took over the ears of those present, and the blinding white light robbed them of their sight.

The terrifying light dissipated, and the Père Lachaise cemetery was no longer in the dust, and there were no traces of gold and blue.

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