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Chapter 129 The Old Woman Casting Spells Without a Staff
Chapter 129 The Old Woman Casting Spells Without a Staff
The next day, when David woke up, the sun was already hanging high in the air, and the scorching sunlight came in from the window, raising the temperature in the room a lot.
David sat up on the bed, feeling his throat was a bit dry, he hurried to the table and poured a glass of water down.
When putting down the cup, David glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a few white papers on the side of the table, which were filled with dense words.
David reached out and twisted the paper to his eyes. After reading, he couldn't help frowning.
The paper was about yesterday's man, Tucker Terry, Durmstrang's honors graduate.
He was exposed to Grindelwald's philosophy during school, and he soon regarded it as his life goal.
He also tried to rescue Grindelwald in the past, but unfortunately failed.
So he has been imitating Grindelwald's behavior since then. Although he is in his twenties, the wizards and Muggles who died in his hands have already broken double digits.
This time he joined the R organization for two purposes, one is to make some extra money, and the other is to make some extra money.
It's just that in plan two, if the timing is right, he's going to kill everyone else and enjoy the Galleons he's earned.
This guy is a good seed of Acikaban!
David sighed, squeezed the paper and walked out the door. Newt, John, and Charlie were all sitting on the chairs in the living room.
They turned their heads away at the sound, evidently waiting for David.
"Grandpa, why don't you call me?" David was a little puzzled.
Newt coughed, turned his head to the side unnaturally, and said, "I don't think you're too tired, I want you to sleep a little longer."
David raised his eyebrows: "Then where did these things come from?" He shook the white paper in his hand.
"Queenie's here," Newt said softly.
I'll say
"You didn't wake me up, because you were afraid that my aunt and grandma would find out about the plan from me? You also let me sleep for a while, I almost believed it." David took two steps and glanced at Newt.
"Although the starting point is different, the result is not the same?" Newt hurriedly gave John a look.
John immediately took it over and said, "David, have you read everything on the paper?"
"After reading, where is that person?" David asked.
"When Queenie returned, she was handed over to the U.S. Ministry of Magic. She should be squatting in prison now." Newt had a carefree smile on his face.
"Are you sure you can pretend to be him?" John asked: "A lot of the information in your hand can be found, if the people from the R organization also find it, and your performance does not match, then they will definitely suspect you .”
"I will practice more these days. I still remember his expression yesterday." David sighed, a little helpless.
This is indeed a problem. He has always been a five-good young man, but now it is still somewhat difficult for him to become a five-bad young man.
"After you go back, you should learn Legilimency, otherwise, if you just look at his memory, it will be much easier to imitate." Newt finished.
"Okay!" David nodded.
Hearing this answer, Charlie raised his head to look at Newt and David, and one thought kept howling in his mind: Are all the little wizards so strong now?Legilimency in second grade?Still so reasonable?
But thinking about David's hand transformation, Charlie's complicated heart calmed down again.
Of course, it is impossible for David to know the turbulence in Charlie's heart because of their simple conversation this time.
He continued: "Then I will live next door these few days, in case of accidents."
"Wait a minute, there is something else to tell you. The scales we found that day are useless. They hide the breath of the horned water snake, so if you can't spread the news, it will be difficult for us to support you." New The corners of Te's mouth drooped, obviously not in a good mood.
David pursed his lips and pondered for a while: "Grandpa, did you bring the double-sided mirror I gave you last time?"
Newt's eyes lit up, and he became excited in an instant: "Yes, it will be fine if you pass the news through the double-sided mirror, and we will be able to find you!"
"Then I passed?" David took some food from the table.
"Go, here is the key on the opposite side. This is all that person's stuff. You take it with you. Also, remember to take out the things in your leather bag that will expose you." Newt put a bag and a bag at his feet. Passed the key to David.
"I packed it up yesterday. Goodbye everyone." David greeted them with a smile, walked out quickly, and opened the opposite door.
Inside is a one-person suite with the same layout as the one David and the others live in, only a little smaller.
David checked, and the furniture and decorations were almost in place.
Moreover, there were no traces of human life on the ground, beds, etc. David looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find even a hair.
This guy is cautious enough!
David smacked his lips, and it became more difficult to imitate this guy, but fortunately, no one in the R organization knew him.
In the next few days, David kept Tucker's appearance in the room, and imagined Tucker's usual behavior through the things recorded on the paper.
There could also be a hint of cruelty in his eyes appropriately and not so embarrassingly.
This is mainly because of Tucker's face, as long as he squints his eyes and purses his lips, he can reveal a terrifying breath.
Sometimes it makes sense to be born from the heart.
On the fifth day, David put on Tucker's clothes and put on a black hat, which was pressed down perfectly to cover his face.
After leaving the inn, David successfully found Charles Street through the railway sign on the side of the street.
He looked at the nameplates in front of or on the houses and found number 115.
David stood on the opposite side of the street and looked at it. It was a medieval house painted white.
A circle of black, half-meter-high iron fences stood around, separating the inside and the outside into two worlds.
Inside is a well-manicured and beautiful garden, with a path inlaid with cobblestones paved in the middle, revealing a fresh atmosphere everywhere.
Outside is a mottled, uneven, ancient street that exudes a sense of history.
David took a deep breath and walked slowly across the street to the house.
David noticed that when he passed by, 4 or 5 wizards standing on the street talking or waiting for the bus took turns looking at him.
David silently recorded their looks, and stood by the fence as if he hadn't noticed it, and the frequency of those people turning their heads towards David also increased.
An old woman inside the fence who was directing a pair of large scissors to trim the bonsai spotted David.
She raised her head, squinted her cloudy eyes and looked at David, her rough lips moved: "Sir, what can you do?"
David naturally pressed the brim of his hat to cover his face: "Someone sent me a letter asking me to come here."
The old woman nodded: "Is Mr. Hals' guest? Come in, he is in the study on the second floor, the second room after going upstairs."
After the old woman finished speaking, she raised her ditch-filled hand, and the door opened with a click.
Casting spells without a staff?This old man is not simple
David pushed the iron door and walked in, feeling a little more cautious in his heart.
(End of this chapter)
The next day, when David woke up, the sun was already hanging high in the air, and the scorching sunlight came in from the window, raising the temperature in the room a lot.
David sat up on the bed, feeling his throat was a bit dry, he hurried to the table and poured a glass of water down.
When putting down the cup, David glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a few white papers on the side of the table, which were filled with dense words.
David reached out and twisted the paper to his eyes. After reading, he couldn't help frowning.
The paper was about yesterday's man, Tucker Terry, Durmstrang's honors graduate.
He was exposed to Grindelwald's philosophy during school, and he soon regarded it as his life goal.
He also tried to rescue Grindelwald in the past, but unfortunately failed.
So he has been imitating Grindelwald's behavior since then. Although he is in his twenties, the wizards and Muggles who died in his hands have already broken double digits.
This time he joined the R organization for two purposes, one is to make some extra money, and the other is to make some extra money.
It's just that in plan two, if the timing is right, he's going to kill everyone else and enjoy the Galleons he's earned.
This guy is a good seed of Acikaban!
David sighed, squeezed the paper and walked out the door. Newt, John, and Charlie were all sitting on the chairs in the living room.
They turned their heads away at the sound, evidently waiting for David.
"Grandpa, why don't you call me?" David was a little puzzled.
Newt coughed, turned his head to the side unnaturally, and said, "I don't think you're too tired, I want you to sleep a little longer."
David raised his eyebrows: "Then where did these things come from?" He shook the white paper in his hand.
"Queenie's here," Newt said softly.
I'll say
"You didn't wake me up, because you were afraid that my aunt and grandma would find out about the plan from me? You also let me sleep for a while, I almost believed it." David took two steps and glanced at Newt.
"Although the starting point is different, the result is not the same?" Newt hurriedly gave John a look.
John immediately took it over and said, "David, have you read everything on the paper?"
"After reading, where is that person?" David asked.
"When Queenie returned, she was handed over to the U.S. Ministry of Magic. She should be squatting in prison now." Newt had a carefree smile on his face.
"Are you sure you can pretend to be him?" John asked: "A lot of the information in your hand can be found, if the people from the R organization also find it, and your performance does not match, then they will definitely suspect you .”
"I will practice more these days. I still remember his expression yesterday." David sighed, a little helpless.
This is indeed a problem. He has always been a five-good young man, but now it is still somewhat difficult for him to become a five-bad young man.
"After you go back, you should learn Legilimency, otherwise, if you just look at his memory, it will be much easier to imitate." Newt finished.
"Okay!" David nodded.
Hearing this answer, Charlie raised his head to look at Newt and David, and one thought kept howling in his mind: Are all the little wizards so strong now?Legilimency in second grade?Still so reasonable?
But thinking about David's hand transformation, Charlie's complicated heart calmed down again.
Of course, it is impossible for David to know the turbulence in Charlie's heart because of their simple conversation this time.
He continued: "Then I will live next door these few days, in case of accidents."
"Wait a minute, there is something else to tell you. The scales we found that day are useless. They hide the breath of the horned water snake, so if you can't spread the news, it will be difficult for us to support you." New The corners of Te's mouth drooped, obviously not in a good mood.
David pursed his lips and pondered for a while: "Grandpa, did you bring the double-sided mirror I gave you last time?"
Newt's eyes lit up, and he became excited in an instant: "Yes, it will be fine if you pass the news through the double-sided mirror, and we will be able to find you!"
"Then I passed?" David took some food from the table.
"Go, here is the key on the opposite side. This is all that person's stuff. You take it with you. Also, remember to take out the things in your leather bag that will expose you." Newt put a bag and a bag at his feet. Passed the key to David.
"I packed it up yesterday. Goodbye everyone." David greeted them with a smile, walked out quickly, and opened the opposite door.
Inside is a one-person suite with the same layout as the one David and the others live in, only a little smaller.
David checked, and the furniture and decorations were almost in place.
Moreover, there were no traces of human life on the ground, beds, etc. David looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find even a hair.
This guy is cautious enough!
David smacked his lips, and it became more difficult to imitate this guy, but fortunately, no one in the R organization knew him.
In the next few days, David kept Tucker's appearance in the room, and imagined Tucker's usual behavior through the things recorded on the paper.
There could also be a hint of cruelty in his eyes appropriately and not so embarrassingly.
This is mainly because of Tucker's face, as long as he squints his eyes and purses his lips, he can reveal a terrifying breath.
Sometimes it makes sense to be born from the heart.
On the fifth day, David put on Tucker's clothes and put on a black hat, which was pressed down perfectly to cover his face.
After leaving the inn, David successfully found Charles Street through the railway sign on the side of the street.
He looked at the nameplates in front of or on the houses and found number 115.
David stood on the opposite side of the street and looked at it. It was a medieval house painted white.
A circle of black, half-meter-high iron fences stood around, separating the inside and the outside into two worlds.
Inside is a well-manicured and beautiful garden, with a path inlaid with cobblestones paved in the middle, revealing a fresh atmosphere everywhere.
Outside is a mottled, uneven, ancient street that exudes a sense of history.
David took a deep breath and walked slowly across the street to the house.
David noticed that when he passed by, 4 or 5 wizards standing on the street talking or waiting for the bus took turns looking at him.
David silently recorded their looks, and stood by the fence as if he hadn't noticed it, and the frequency of those people turning their heads towards David also increased.
An old woman inside the fence who was directing a pair of large scissors to trim the bonsai spotted David.
She raised her head, squinted her cloudy eyes and looked at David, her rough lips moved: "Sir, what can you do?"
David naturally pressed the brim of his hat to cover his face: "Someone sent me a letter asking me to come here."
The old woman nodded: "Is Mr. Hals' guest? Come in, he is in the study on the second floor, the second room after going upstairs."
After the old woman finished speaking, she raised her ditch-filled hand, and the door opened with a click.
Casting spells without a staff?This old man is not simple
David pushed the iron door and walked in, feeling a little more cautious in his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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