Outside, some people call the three families as such.

Lucky.

Lucky for Weasley, who survived the attacks of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and who had followed the First King, their children were friends with the Second King.

The family that used to be poor is now a big family in politics and wealth.

The other two are Lucky Goyle and Lucky Crabbe.

Their luck is even more magical.

No one could understand that the two families who worked for Voldemort could come back to life.

What's even more unexpected is that the two people who should have been unable to come out of Azkaban for the rest of their lives not only came out, but also gained a lot of weight.

You must know that the other Death Eater families that were in the company of Voldemort can now be said to be almost dead if they were not destroyed.

And a few more have been destroyed.

But these two, even if the clan is not wiped out, the family is getting better and better, and it is even mixed with the position of the twenty-eight ancient clans.

You must know that the former Twenty-Eight Holy Tribes did not have their place.

This can't help but make people regret why they didn't let their children have a good relationship with the second king.

Look at the people, those two are not even the younger brothers of the second king, they are the younger brothers of Malfoy.

It's really stained.

The two families, which were originally recognized as having low IQs in the wizarding world, have become representatives of great wisdom and foolishness.

As a token of gratitude, Goyle and Crabbe once again donated half of the family property.

They don't even hesitate.

Just like the last time they donated half of their property, but taking the Second Dynasty, a cruise ship that only moves forward, allowed them to go from half of their wealth to three times as much as before.

Lucius Malfoy taught the secret to success, and it is enough to invest in the second king without brains.

Old Goyle and Old Crabbe cast admiring glances at the same time.

Their father, who drove the two fat men, who were already tonnage calculations, to Lucius and let them study hard...... Forget it, it doesn't hurt to mess around with Lucius more.

As it turned out, they were really lucky.

Because of his involvement with Lucius, Lucius encouraged the duo to invest in the club.

Two people voted.

And also all clubs in different countries.

Because of the inflow of this money, the two clubs that were on the verge of collapse were brought back to life.

Lucius took the two of them to visit John.

John looked at the two tonnage fat men, and he was silent.

Although it has been locked up for two years, there may be some care.

But you've taken care of it too well.

Unbeknownst to John, as the second king's reputation grew stronger over the years, the food for the two of them gradually improved.

When John was the second king, they had dessert donuts, as well as fried fish and steak, and the occasional drink.

But after John became the International Federation of Wizards***, their food was upgraded to meat every day, wine every day, and even the limiter was removed.

Others are sucked up every day, but they are getting more and more emaciated and thinner.

The two big fat men are very real, really real.

John hadn't seen anyone enter the door and knock himself first.

You know, there's no prostration, and I don't know where they learned it.

Anyway, this kowtow at least made John feel that he didn't raise two Voldemort's old party.

One thing to say, Goyle and Crabbe are also old henchmen of the Malfoy family.

After meeting the two, John didn't have much to offer.

The main two people are in this state now, and being a family manager of a corpse vegetarian meal is already the biggest limit.

But old Goyle had news that surprised John.

"When I came back, I saw a series of interesting ripples." Old Goyle patted his stomach and said, "If it weren't for my doughnut falling, I wouldn't have noticed."

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Maritime?

Out of thin air?

John asked, "Where?"

Old Goyle thought for a moment and said, "Azkaban region."

John nodded, thoughtful, "I think that's good news."

He glanced at the two big fat men, maybe the corpse vegetarian meal is really suitable for two people.

...

Above the sea.

John stretched out his wings behind his back and looked condescendingly at the ocean below.

The sea is quiet, with the occasional wave rolling up.

He closed his eyes, and psychic magic kicked in.

His magic spreads.

From 100 meters, all the way to expand.

Soon, everything that was more than fifty nautical miles was in his mind.

He changed places and continued to use.

"No?"

John opened his eyes, a little surprised.

He lowered some altitude and did not feel anyone.

Or is Grindelwald the only one in the whole of Newmongaard?

If that's the case, maybe it's much harder for John to find out.

The Super Sense Spell is activated.

John explores the sea.

Using Transfiguration to conjure up the dragon's lungs, John plunges headfirst into the sea.

He dived to the bottom of the sea, his tail growing out of his back.

The tail was like a fish's tail, shaking to speed up John's speed.

Deeper he went, John saw a large fish passing in front of him.

He reached out and grabbed the fishtail, rounded it and threw it out.

The fish turned into an arrow and sprang out.

After doing everything, John floated cross-legged in the water, touching his chin and thinking, "Is old Goyle mistaken, or has he already left?"

According to the description of the saints, Newmengard was on the sea.

And the diagram of the theft of weapons includes exactly this area.

If it's not a mistake, then Neumengard should be around here.

John's tail flapped the approaching manta ray out and he stared ahead...

In the middle of the sea, a strange rhythm came to John.

His eyes narrowed, and he found something.

His tail wagged and his body swam out quickly.

At a reef, John discovers something.

It was a sealed box, and it was not small.

He grabbed the box and dragged it on.

Leaving the sea, John flew into the air.

Finding a direction, John flew forward.

Suddenly, a sense of danger beat through his heart.

John looked sideways, and it was a missile.

Without much hesitation, John accelerated.

The missile exploded, and the flames enveloped John.

With his wings in front of him, John's body fell rapidly.

Finally dropped in the seawater.

On a ship in the distance, several men dressed as soldiers watched the signal disappear and confirmed that they had completed their mission.

"Good." The general nodded.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly made a frightened voice.

"What's that?"

He looked at what was approaching quickly on the map, and hurriedly said, "Something is approaching quickly!"

"Prepare for battle now!" Without any hesitation, the general gave the order.

The soldiers on the ship took up arms.

When preparing to launch missiles again, the calm sea surface was penetrated.

Immediately after, the deck was pierced by white light.

John appeared on deck carrying a chest.

He looked around, and it was all Muggles.

"Huh?" His brow furrowed.

I thought Grindelwald was attacking, but it turned out to be a Muggle?

"Drop your wand, wizard."

The general walked out, his eyes fixed on the box in John's hand, and said, "I know what wizards are capable of, and you have no chance of winning against these weapons."

"Oh?" John was surprised, "Looks like you know wizards very well."

"Let me guess," John didn't panic as he faced the many weapons, but looked at the general, "Your name is Ted Lewis?"

"You know a lot." Ted's face was gloomy.

John chuckled, "I see, you appear here, it seems that you made an appointment with Grindelwald."

"Let me guess again," John said, glancing at the box in his hand, "that's what you're trying to do?"

Ted didn't want to talk too much nonsense, he just raised his hand and asked the soldier to get ready to shoot.

John looked around and muttered, "We don't need that many people."

"So ......"

"Kill." John ordered indifferently.

The bullet that should have been fired at John turned the gun around at this moment.

Pull the trigger and the bullet hits every soldier in the body.

Ted's eyes widened, "What did you do?!"

"It's nothing, it's just for them to change their goals."

John smiled, "Now, you can tell me what's in there, right?"

Psychic magic controls soldiers to kill each other, which is much easier for John than searching all of London.

He walked slowly towards Ted and said calmly, "It's okay if you don't say it, I can find the answer myself."

Ted saw that the situation was not good, and drew his pistol and fired.

This wizard was weird, not at all like the ones he had encountered.

You don't even need to use a wand.

The bullet made a trajectory in the air.

As he was about to touch John, scales appeared on John's face.

The bullet hits the scales, making a sound of gold and stone colliding.

Immediately afterward, the bullet did not leave any marks on it.

John tilted his head, "You seem obsessed."

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