Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

If he were a half-blood, he would look like a monster... If he were a pure-blood, he would be quite elegant.

Is that tiny cup really enough for drinking?

Just as Alvin was observing the strange people in the house, the person he was going to meet this time appeared.

A square face, a big chin, fingers bent backwards, and a middle-parted hair... Alvin didn't know if he was an elf or a fairy, but he had never seen anyone who looked so strange.

"You're the one with the box of magical creatures? How dare you come here? Don't you know the Aurors are after you?"

Narlak, smoking a cigar and dressed like an elite, sat at the table with Ivan and the others.

"News travels fast. We came here to ask if you have seen or heard of any relevant clues. You know what I mean."

"Your head is very valuable now. Tell me, why should I help you instead of reporting you and collecting the reward?"

Narrak drank the wine handed to him by the elf in one gulp, with such a nonchalant attitude.

"Because I can afford a good price."

"Okay, let's see how much you can offer." Narlak showed some interest.

Newt first took out a few Galleons, but was looked down upon by Narrak because the price offered by the United States Congress was higher.

Even Ivan couldn't bear to watch it. Just four Galleons, isn't that too shabby? Young Grandpa Newt, do you really not know your worth?

Then, Newt took out the lunar observatory and the fire ash snake egg, but both were rejected by Narrak.

"What's that? Is that a Bowtruckle?" Gnarlak pointed at Pickett, who was curiously sticking his head out of Newt's left breast pocket.

"Sorry, that won't work!" Newt stuffed Pietro back.

"Well, I hope you can come back alive, Mr. Scamander." Narlak stood up and was about to leave. It seemed that he had made up his mind.

"Okay, okay~" Newt compromised. He had no choice but to let Pickett down now. When things were over, he would steal Pickett back.

Seeing Newt grab the Bowtruckle and about to hand it over, Gnarlak had a smug smile on his face.

"Wait a minute, let's discuss it again. How about changing the chips?" Ivan couldn't bear it anymore and stopped Newt's outstretched hand.

"How about this?" Alvin took out a pure unicorn horn and placed it on the table.

"Are you kidding?" Narrak was a little displeased. He was about to get it, and besides, it was not impossible to pick up a unicorn's horn.

"What about two more phoenix feathers? Don't be too greedy, fairy." Alvin maintained his last bit of patience.

"What's this person's name?" Narlak became interested. Phoenix feathers are not very common.

"Tommy Shelby."

"Mr. Shelby's offer is much more sincere than Mr. Scamander's, but..." Narlak sat back down, but he still wanted to raise the price.

He could see that compared to the stingy Scamander, this Mr. Shelby was the fat sheep.

"Not enough? What about this!" Ivan raised his hand and inserted a knife into the table.

It was the three-edged thorn that was stained with the curse of the unicorn.

"This knife is stained with the unicorn's death curse. Just a slight scratch can make your second half of life fall into endless pain. Do you want to give it a try, Mr. Narlak?"

The cold light in Ivan's eyes was almost becoming tangible.

Narlak swallowed his saliva. It seemed that he couldn't raise the price any further. But it was enough. The value of this knife was already enough.

"Fifth Avenue, Macy's! It is said that there are some unusual situations there. You can try your luck." Narlak told what he knew.

With just this one sentence, I got a unicorn horn, two phoenix feathers, and a top-level black magic item. It's worth it!

"Narrak, I would also like to ask about the background of Mr. Graves in Congress in more detail."

Newt's intuition told him that there was something wrong with that man, so he wanted to inquire more. After all, in his opinion, Tommy had just given him too many chips, and he hadn't figured out how to give them back to him, so it was reasonable for him to ask one more question.

"Mr. Scamander, you ask too many questions." Narlak didn't want to answer because the time was almost up.

"People from the Magic Congress are here!" A little elf at the door shouted and immediately Apparated away.

Seeing the wizard suddenly appear at the door, the bar was in chaos, and Newt and others realized what was happening.

"You actually snitched!" Tina slammed the table in anger! This guy wanted to take the reward as well!

Narlak didn't say anything, but just smiled sinisterly and raised his hand to take something from the table.

"You still want to take advantage of it at this point." Ivan waved his hand and took back all the things on the table. He didn't intend to give the things away in the first place.

Many people in the bar were criminals, but they didn't show up. This time, when the Aurors from the Magical Congress arrived, they arrested them as well.

In this chaotic situation, Jacob seemed relatively calm. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and moved cautiously to the side of Narlak who had not obtained any chips.

"Mr. Narlak, this is a reward for you!"

After saying that, Jacob punched the stinky goblin on the head and knocked him down with one punch.

"Bah! You bastard." Jacob spat fiercely.

This scene made Queenie laugh, but now was not the time to chat, so Queenie quickly pulled Jacob over, and they all Apparated away together.

Just as they left, Narrak recovered, but as soon as he got up, he fell down again.

A tiny, thumb-sized figure began to swell up from behind him, grew to the size of a fist, licked his lips, and disappeared into the shadows.

Chapter 428 Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (9)

"Okay, okay, didn't I explain to you that I'm not really going to give you to him? Stop it, and give me a smile, okay?"

Newt looked at the little guy in his hand with helplessness, because Pickett was very dissatisfied when he heard that he was going to give it away.

Slightly!

Pickett didn't give him a good face, but stuck out his tongue at Newt to express his dissatisfaction. The baby is angry, and it's hard to comfort him! (＃￣～￣＃)

Ivan was trying to deal with the thunderbird because he found out that this thunderbird might be the thunderbird he brought back, Rey's father!

Because the lines on their foreheads are exactly the same, except for the color.

He had heard old Newt say before that when he was young, he had rescued a thunderbird, which had scars all over its body. He must be talking about this big guy.

"Hey, don't be so nervous, Frank. Your son and I are good friends." Ivan was trying to be close to him.

Frank: Huh???

Frank said that he is still a single handsome Thunderbird, so where did his son come from?

Suddenly, Frank seemed to sense something, and under its influence, thunderstorms began to appear in the area, and Frank became a little uneasy.

"He seems to sense the approach of danger." Ivan turned his head and said to Newt and the others.

……

Graves walks through Salem's stronghold, where Credence is located.

The damage here was quite serious. Graves walked in slowly. What came into view was not only the dilapidated house, but also the body of Mary Lou Barebone after being attacked by the Obscurus.

Inside the house, low sobbing led Graves the way, and he saw Credence crying in the corner.

The man leaned over and hugged the crying boy.

"She's here silently, where did she go?"

“Help me, help me!” Credence whimpered.

"You didn't tell me that you have another sister." Graves was only concerned about the whereabouts of Mo Moran.

"Please help me!" Credence, on the verge of collapse, was looking forward to help. He already knew the answer.

He is a witch's child, not his biological son, which is why he is hated and abused by Mary, a woman who hates wizards so much. The man in front of him is his only hope at this moment. He knows that this man is also a wizard, the same kind as him.

Seeing that Credence was just repeating one sentence and he couldn't get anything out of him, Graves, who had run out of patience, punched the boy.

It was this that woke Credence up.

"Your sister is in danger now, we must find her!" Graves then Apparated away Credence.

Credence suppressed his inner feelings and brought Graves to where Modesty was and told him everything, while also maintaining the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

"You're a smart man, Credence."

"what!"

"I could tell from the first time we met that you have magical bloodline, but you don't know how to use it." Graves walked in the corridor, looking for the person he was looking for.

"You said you would teach me."

This is Credence's last hope.

"It's up to you to figure it out. Also, your mother is dead! This is your reward! I've had enough of you."

Having achieved his goal, Graves no longer pretended, and was eager to get rid of this worthless pawn.

Similarly, this was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the last glimmer of hope in Credence's heart was shattered.

Graves found Modesty huddled under the table, shivering, abducting the little girl like a human trafficker.

"Don't be afraid, you can come out. Your brother Credence and I are here."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but the moment he said it the little girl got even more scared! She ran back here out of fear because Credence lost control and killed his adoptive mother!

Click!Click!

The ceiling cracked and the floor began to shake. Graves looked in confusion in the direction of the sudden force.

The walls collapsed one by one, and Credence still stood at the stairs with an expressionless face, but this time he was surrounded by a terrible destructive force.

He no longer hid and showed his true strength to Graves.

"Credence, I owe you an apology." Graves felt extremely embarrassed! He had just gotten rid of someone with harsh words, but that person turned out to be the one he wanted to find the most.

"I believed you and thought you were a true friend! But..." Credence sobbed, complaining about his sadness.

"Credence, can you control it?" Graves didn't care and couldn't wait to know the answer. The rest could be explained later.

"But I don't want to." Credence's tone became calm and he looked at Graves coldly.

The invisible violent magic power gradually strengthened, Credence's eyes turned pure white, his body began to twist, and wisps of black air emerged from his body.

"Ouch!"

Credence no longer suppressed himself, and instantly turned into a ball of black wind, roaring through the building, wreaking havoc on the streets of New York, destroying everything he wanted!