Just after Mr. Greengrass wouldn't have held out any hope for John.

Daphne's trance-like look when she got home made his heart tug again.

He immediately gave Astoria a look, and Astoria, who had already been unable to hold back, immediately attacked.

She was looking forward to hearing some new developments from her sister.

For this reason, she has always been in contact with Fleur.

Both girls are the power behind Daphne.

Astoria arrives at Daphne's room with a pillow and says she wants to promote sisterhood with her sister.

Definitely not because she wanted to check her sister's physical condition, well, absolutely not!

In the evening.

The Greengrass sisters were lying on their stomachs on the bed where they could sleep one more, their white feet dangling under the quilt.

"Sister, where have you been today?"

Put away the gossip under her eyes very well, Astoria is just a good sister who cares about her sister.

Daphne turned around and sighed as she looked at the ceiling.

"When do you say, when will John let go?"

"Drop? What to put down?" Astoria asked curiously.

Daphne thought of John's seriousness about the wizarding world during the day, and she pulled the quilt over her head and said sullenly, "Let go of these responsibilities."

"I think he's too tired."

Astoria seriously wore a small padded jacket in front of her sister.

From Daphne's mouth, she understood why she was so melancholy.

Because in Daphne's opinion, her own ideas are too vile.

And John's greatness, which affects everyone all the time, will make Daphne feel that she is too selfish.

This feeling would feel blasphemous even if you were close to John.

Daphne's heart was heavy, and the distance between her and John was getting farther and farther away.

The person she once wanted to catch up with was still only able to see her back.

She seemed to be unconsciously squeezed into the crowd.

Be part of the group that follows the king's back.

As she spoke, Daphne drifted off to sleep.

Astoria rested her chin on the pillow, her eyes thoughtful.

This feeling is familiar to her.

It's like the old self.,When you look at the existence called the Star Society.,And you can't get close.。

She also has the same mood as Daphne.

"Sister, you'll be tired too."

She stroked the hair on Daphne's cheek, staring at her own face.

Astoria, who has always supported her sister, has now also become confused.

Should I continue to support my sister?

As Mr. Greengrass said, with John, it would be tiring.

As the wife of the king, but also as the mother of all wizards.

Daphne wasn't that great, everything about her changed because of the boy named John Wick.

Slytherin are selfish, they give everything they have to the people they love.

You can't give a little bit to those you don't love.

What a vicious thing when the powerless Slytherin needs to give.

...

Godric's Hollow.

Bathilda Bassat was walking slowly at home.

She hunched over and looked up at the once shattered skylight.

She heard a knock on the door.

In the middle of the night, she always thinks of something.

In the summer of 1889, it was the busiest time in Bathilda's house.

Bathilda, who likes to be quiet, doesn't hate those children.

On the contrary, she enjoyed seeing the two children come in search of the white-haired child.

Bathilda had forgotten this passage

Memory for a long time.

She wasn't sure if she had dreamed of that memory, but occasionally she would be in a trance, as if there should be someone somewhere.

The room in the attic hasn't been to it for a long time.

There was a lot of dust there.

She opened the door five minutes after the knocking stopped.

Outside, the polite teenager stood there again.

John smiled at the old woman, "Lady Bathilda, I hope I haven't bothered you."

The old woman, who had a wealth of experience in writing, smiled the same way when she saw John.

Mu Ne's emotions will make people lose some, but they will not be bothered by sadness.

Bathilda said, "Don't cover me with a blanket this time."

"I don't think so." John bowed slightly, chuckling, "So, Lady Bathilda, let's get ready to leave."

He took out the old wand, a symbol of strength, and knocked lightly on Bathilda's door.

On this small house, there are horizontal and vertical intersecting lines.

The intertwined squares overlap each other, allowing the house to shrink rapidly.

In the end, only one piece was the size of a Rubik's cube.

John picked it up and put it in Bathilda's hand.

"It's so small." Bathilda looked at the tiny house, as small as a model.

With all this done, John looked to the other side.

...

The man with different pupils calmly sat in a home that did not belong to him.

When John appeared, Grindelwald knew that his punishment was finally coming.

"Why don't you leave?" When John saw him staying in the house well, inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes.

"I don't think I can live up to the opportunity Al has given me." Grindelwald said, "That's what you think, Joel."

John was noncommittal.

He did think that if Grindelwald escaped, he could make that man die again in the open.

Unfortunately, Grindelwald is no longer a martyr.

Because of Dumbledore's martyrdom, his life became incomparably precious.

"I think you're ready." John glanced at Grindelwald and said flatly, "Equivalent exchange, the punishment you need to bear."

"Yes, I'm ready," Grindelwald said as he slowly walked out of the room, his eyes falling on his aunt, who only remembered his aunt, and smiled, "Long time no see, Aunt Bathilda."

"Gellert, my God, you're getting so old." Bathilda said, "But he is younger than Albus."

Grindelwald smiled, if Bathilda saw Dumbledore now, he wouldn't have such feelings.

"I've got you covered." John said calmly, "Come with me to send Lady Bathilda to the City of Wizards."

"Yes, my king." Grindelwald smiled wickedly.

Is he crazy?

Perhaps.

When he wanted to die and couldn't, when he thought he was forever alone.

His punishment has left traces on his body all the time.

In the face of the coming punishment, it may be eternal confinement or eternal torment.

Either way, Grindelwald will take it.

As he said, he was willing to curse the witch king.

A Thestrals' carriage descends from the sky.

The three of them got into the carriage and flew up under the Thestrals' wings.

At the same time, in the sky, Thestrals' carriages were flying towards a place.

These were the first passengers of the Wizarding City's specially instructed train.

Inside the already closed King's Cross station.

A wizard scholar with a special companion and a mind full of knowledge was slowly walking into the nine and a quarter station.

A train to the City of Wizards is waiting.

As the last passenger walked in.

An obelisk appears in front of the starting train.

A mixture of blue and purple energy opened a passage ahead, and the train shuttled in.

They galloped on the surface of the sea, and the whales not far away made ethereal sounds.

The train slowly pulls into the City of Wizards.

...