NOVEL WEB Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book
Chapter 128 I have an idea
Chapter 128 I have an idea
After the Bowtruckle climbed to the ceiling and hung securely, David looked down through its perspective.
After a few trials, the man seemed to feel that there was no danger. He dug in his bag and took out an envelope without any writing or marking on it.
He turned it over and checked it, then carefully tore it open and pulled out a piece of white letter paper.
David barely saw the content of the letter through the small eyes of the Bowtruckle, and it was indeed sent to him by the R organization.
There is also a small circle on the letter with the letter R drawn inside, changing colors constantly, which is one of the symbols of the R organization, which few people can imitate.
According to the meaning of the letter, this person applied to join the R organization, and then the R organization has agreed, and asked him to go to 5 Charles Street in 115 days.
After the man put away the letter and did nothing else, David withdrew from the Bowtruckle's perspective.
"Grandpa Tver is an excellent intelligence officer." David said, looking at everyone.
"So he is indeed a member of the R organization?" Newt's beard twitched.
"To be precise, he is not now, but five days later." David said.
Several other people looked at him with some doubts, waiting for his explanation.
"I saw him take a letter, which said he was asked to report in five days and join the R organization." David explained.
Everyone was silent for a while, John looked at Newt and said, "What should we do now?"
Newt touched his chin: "How about we find a way to follow him? He hasn't joined yet, and he doesn't know much information!"
John and Charlie thought about it for a while, then nodded, approving Newt's idea.
"It's not easy to follow him." David said, "At that moment, he was extremely vigilant. He should be an old hand, the kind who often fights wits with Aurors."
"Is that so?" Newt frowned, and began to think about what else to do.
"Grandpa, I have an idea." David said slowly.
"What?" Newt looked at him immediately.
"Wait for me." After David finished speaking, he closed his eyes and tried to recall the face of that person.
A slender face, thin lips, small eyes and a nose nailed to the face like a nail.
David's body began to twist with a tearing pain, and after a while, his appearance changed.
When he opened his eyes again, the people in front of him were not so tall, and now he could look into their eyes.
And he also saw the disbelief in the wide-eyed eyes of Newt and the others, without any impurity.
David's hand already belongs to the highest level of transfiguration, and only a few masters can do it.
Although he was obtained by cheating on the ability of the horse-shaped water monster in the illustrated book.
But this is also his ability, isn't it?
David showed a smile, bypassing several people and walked to the mirror to admire it.
It's not bad, it can almost be faked.
It's just that cold look in his eyes is a bit worse.
"Grandpa, how is it?" David turned his head and asked.
"You, you're awesome," Newt said incoherently, still not recovering from the surprise David had given him.
"Is this what that person looks like? Do you want to pretend to be him and mix in?" John was the first to react, and the young man's ability to accept was stronger.
And they all tacitly avoided the topic of how David did it.
Geniuses in the magic world have their own secrets, and the prerequisite for you to let others not explore your secrets is that you have to allow others to have secrets.
So as long as it is not cruel black magic, few people will ask the bottom line.
After all, people are different
"I don't agree!" Newt came back to his senses and immediately said loudly.
"Do you have any other better ways?" After David changed his appearance, he finally didn't have to look up at Newt, which made him more imposing.
Newt's lips moved, but he couldn't think of any ideas, so he could only continue: "Anyway, I don't agree, David, this is too dangerous. If you are discovered by them, you are not their opponent, and Tina I can't do business either."
"Just don't tell grandma." David said, "And whoever said that I am not their opponent, I defeated Fu, the mysterious man in school."
Seeing that Newt still disagreed, David made a big news.
Newt's lips trembled, and his eyes widened a lot: "Why don't I know?"
"Just ask the professor." David shrugged.
Charlie desperately suppressed the horror on his face, even more surprised than when he saw David transforming: "David, is what you said true?"
"Of course, Ron knows too," David said.
The room fell silent again, everyone was digesting the impact of the news, only John was better, after all, Voldemort's reputation in the United States is not very big.
Newt also began to think about the possibility of David's idea.
"How long can you last?" Newt asked, raising his eyelids.
"As long as I don't run out of magic power, I can take as long as I want." After David absorbed the magic power of the unicorn and the ball bird, the magic power in his body entered a period of blowout.
Now he is not only not weaker than ordinary adult wizards, but even stronger.
"Okay, I'll write to ask Dumbledore. If what you said is true, I agree. We will try our best to follow you." Newt actually believed what David said, and he wrote to Dumbledore Just to make myself feel more at ease.
"Then the question now is, how do we subdue that person?" David pointed out, "I need the letter in his hand, who is he, and does anyone inside know him, otherwise I can't pretend to be him. "
"I can help you with all of this." Newt said and took out a small bottle from his bag, which contained some crystal clear liquid.
"Sleeping pills? Grandpa, this is for animals. Will he be fine if he drinks it?" David glanced at Newt, don't let him kill him right away.
"It's okay, just put one drop." Newt waved his wand and lowered the bottle into David's hand: "You put the Bowtruckle in the water he drinks."
Ok
David took the bottle, made the Bowtruckle in the opponent's room disappear, and summoned one again, allowing it to return to the ceiling with the bottle.
After waiting for more than one hour to disappear, when David could hardly stand it anymore, the man finally felt sleepy and climbed onto the bed.
David breathed a sigh of relief, pinched himself, and lifted himself up. After the man fell asleep, he asked the Bowtruckle to drop the potion into the water on the table.
Just when he was about to control the Bowtruckle to leave, David thought for a while, and then dropped another drop of potion into the empty cup.
Anyway, the potion also became smaller, and the person couldn't see it even if he wanted to.
Until the bottle was empty, and all the drinking containers in the man's house were dripped with potion, David contentedly controlled the Bowtruckle and returned to his side.
After Newt waved his wand to re-magnify the bottle, he looked at the empty bottle in a daze.
"You put it all down?" Newt picked up the bottle with a trembling hand.
It's not that I feel sorry for the potion, but that if I put too much of it, it will really kill people!
"No!" David showed a bright smile: "I just took precautions, and all the containers in his room were dripped with potions."
(End of this chapter)
After the Bowtruckle climbed to the ceiling and hung securely, David looked down through its perspective.
After a few trials, the man seemed to feel that there was no danger. He dug in his bag and took out an envelope without any writing or marking on it.
He turned it over and checked it, then carefully tore it open and pulled out a piece of white letter paper.
David barely saw the content of the letter through the small eyes of the Bowtruckle, and it was indeed sent to him by the R organization.
There is also a small circle on the letter with the letter R drawn inside, changing colors constantly, which is one of the symbols of the R organization, which few people can imitate.
According to the meaning of the letter, this person applied to join the R organization, and then the R organization has agreed, and asked him to go to 5 Charles Street in 115 days.
After the man put away the letter and did nothing else, David withdrew from the Bowtruckle's perspective.
"Grandpa Tver is an excellent intelligence officer." David said, looking at everyone.
"So he is indeed a member of the R organization?" Newt's beard twitched.
"To be precise, he is not now, but five days later." David said.
Several other people looked at him with some doubts, waiting for his explanation.
"I saw him take a letter, which said he was asked to report in five days and join the R organization." David explained.
Everyone was silent for a while, John looked at Newt and said, "What should we do now?"
Newt touched his chin: "How about we find a way to follow him? He hasn't joined yet, and he doesn't know much information!"
John and Charlie thought about it for a while, then nodded, approving Newt's idea.
"It's not easy to follow him." David said, "At that moment, he was extremely vigilant. He should be an old hand, the kind who often fights wits with Aurors."
"Is that so?" Newt frowned, and began to think about what else to do.
"Grandpa, I have an idea." David said slowly.
"What?" Newt looked at him immediately.
"Wait for me." After David finished speaking, he closed his eyes and tried to recall the face of that person.
A slender face, thin lips, small eyes and a nose nailed to the face like a nail.
David's body began to twist with a tearing pain, and after a while, his appearance changed.
When he opened his eyes again, the people in front of him were not so tall, and now he could look into their eyes.
And he also saw the disbelief in the wide-eyed eyes of Newt and the others, without any impurity.
David's hand already belongs to the highest level of transfiguration, and only a few masters can do it.
Although he was obtained by cheating on the ability of the horse-shaped water monster in the illustrated book.
But this is also his ability, isn't it?
David showed a smile, bypassing several people and walked to the mirror to admire it.
It's not bad, it can almost be faked.
It's just that cold look in his eyes is a bit worse.
"Grandpa, how is it?" David turned his head and asked.
"You, you're awesome," Newt said incoherently, still not recovering from the surprise David had given him.
"Is this what that person looks like? Do you want to pretend to be him and mix in?" John was the first to react, and the young man's ability to accept was stronger.
And they all tacitly avoided the topic of how David did it.
Geniuses in the magic world have their own secrets, and the prerequisite for you to let others not explore your secrets is that you have to allow others to have secrets.
So as long as it is not cruel black magic, few people will ask the bottom line.
After all, people are different
"I don't agree!" Newt came back to his senses and immediately said loudly.
"Do you have any other better ways?" After David changed his appearance, he finally didn't have to look up at Newt, which made him more imposing.
Newt's lips moved, but he couldn't think of any ideas, so he could only continue: "Anyway, I don't agree, David, this is too dangerous. If you are discovered by them, you are not their opponent, and Tina I can't do business either."
"Just don't tell grandma." David said, "And whoever said that I am not their opponent, I defeated Fu, the mysterious man in school."
Seeing that Newt still disagreed, David made a big news.
Newt's lips trembled, and his eyes widened a lot: "Why don't I know?"
"Just ask the professor." David shrugged.
Charlie desperately suppressed the horror on his face, even more surprised than when he saw David transforming: "David, is what you said true?"
"Of course, Ron knows too," David said.
The room fell silent again, everyone was digesting the impact of the news, only John was better, after all, Voldemort's reputation in the United States is not very big.
Newt also began to think about the possibility of David's idea.
"How long can you last?" Newt asked, raising his eyelids.
"As long as I don't run out of magic power, I can take as long as I want." After David absorbed the magic power of the unicorn and the ball bird, the magic power in his body entered a period of blowout.
Now he is not only not weaker than ordinary adult wizards, but even stronger.
"Okay, I'll write to ask Dumbledore. If what you said is true, I agree. We will try our best to follow you." Newt actually believed what David said, and he wrote to Dumbledore Just to make myself feel more at ease.
"Then the question now is, how do we subdue that person?" David pointed out, "I need the letter in his hand, who is he, and does anyone inside know him, otherwise I can't pretend to be him. "
"I can help you with all of this." Newt said and took out a small bottle from his bag, which contained some crystal clear liquid.
"Sleeping pills? Grandpa, this is for animals. Will he be fine if he drinks it?" David glanced at Newt, don't let him kill him right away.
"It's okay, just put one drop." Newt waved his wand and lowered the bottle into David's hand: "You put the Bowtruckle in the water he drinks."
Ok
David took the bottle, made the Bowtruckle in the opponent's room disappear, and summoned one again, allowing it to return to the ceiling with the bottle.
After waiting for more than one hour to disappear, when David could hardly stand it anymore, the man finally felt sleepy and climbed onto the bed.
David breathed a sigh of relief, pinched himself, and lifted himself up. After the man fell asleep, he asked the Bowtruckle to drop the potion into the water on the table.
Just when he was about to control the Bowtruckle to leave, David thought for a while, and then dropped another drop of potion into the empty cup.
Anyway, the potion also became smaller, and the person couldn't see it even if he wanted to.
Until the bottle was empty, and all the drinking containers in the man's house were dripped with potion, David contentedly controlled the Bowtruckle and returned to his side.
After Newt waved his wand to re-magnify the bottle, he looked at the empty bottle in a daze.
"You put it all down?" Newt picked up the bottle with a trembling hand.
It's not that I feel sorry for the potion, but that if I put too much of it, it will really kill people!
"No!" David showed a bright smile: "I just took precautions, and all the containers in his room were dripped with potions."
(End of this chapter)
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