The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"who are you"?

Grindelwald raised his wand with a dignified expression, because the person opposite him no longer suppressed his breath.

A strong sense of oppression shot over like a mountain, and Grindelwald finally understood what his Chinese friend said—

"A person who really has blood on his hands cannot be stopped."

"To a certain extent, I stand with Mr. Zhang Yan."

Zhang Qi held the wand with his left hand, and put his right hand in his arms, not knowing what he was holding.

"Do you want to continue fighting? Dear Mr. Grindelwald"?

The smiling face on Zhang Qi's white mask seemed to be laughing at the other party. Grindelwald never felt that such a dress would be so infuriating.

"Give me a reason to believe in you."

Grindelwald said coldly.

"I don't think there is a need for a reason. If I wanted to kill the two of you just now, I just need to leave a bomb in the restaurant. Why don't I use such a good opportunity and plan to do it in the future?"

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and asked back.

"Time is running out. I still have some urgent matters here. If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Seeing that Grindelwald was still looking ashen, standing there motionless, Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards him.

"Sometimes I really hate people like you. I don't know if I'm obsessed with people, and I end up in debt."

When passing by Grindelwald's side, Zhang Qi sighed, causing the other party to be confused.

"Goodbye, Mr. Grindelwald, maybe after a while, we will meet again."

Zhang Qi left behind such a sentence, then waved his hand without looking back, and then walked out of the alley.

Grindelwald clenched his elder wand tightly. He could easily raise his hand to shoot a death curse at the back, but his hand seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift it at all.

In the end, the figure in the trench coat disappeared at the end of the alley. Grindelwald slowly put down his stiff arms and stood there for a long time with a dignified expression.

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"Damn, this guy really wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp when he was young."

After walking to the street and confirming that no one was following him, Zhang Qi took off his mask and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

The aura of that person can almost drive a normal person crazy. No wonder Grindelwald turned against the warden just by his own mouth in the Paris wizard prison. This is his specialty.

Although he effortlessly dismantled the phoenix formed by the condensed fire, following the advantages of his bloodline, Zhang Qi could not even guarantee that he would be able to escape successfully if the two of them really fought.

After all, Grindelwald is still the first Dark Lord in the world, and hidden under his unparalleled appeal are extremely high strength and combat experience.

In this day and age, apart from those reclusive old monsters, only Dumbledore could possibly bring them down.

"Alas, I just finished solving this, but I ended up being targeted by my own people again."

When Zhang Qi was passing by a hawker selling mirrors, he saw a man in a brown coat behind him.

"Tsk, the other side is too cautious, I'm afraid of losing it."

The man in the brown coat behind him tutted and complained about Zhang Qi's difficulty, but now he didn't know that the other party had found him.

"Turn into the alley again, this kind of place is the most difficult to follow."

The man sighed when he saw Zhang Qi turned into an alley, followed closely behind him, and walked in as well.

This is an alley leading in all directions. The man watched Zhang Qi turn right, so he followed.

"What about people? Where are people now?"

Gu The man leaned against the wall, made sure that the footsteps in front were far away, and then looked to the right, but was horrified to find that this long alley was empty.

"It's over, I lost it this time."

The young man stomped his feet, and then reluctantly planned to go back to the western restaurant, because now he couldn't find him at all.

"No, sir, you didn't get lost."

Some kind of hard and cold object gently pressed against the back of his head, the cold touch was so torturous that the young man felt a little dazed.

"Is there something wrong with following me after changing clothes from the hotel?"

Zhang Qi asked gently.

"First, sir, you didn't give the money at that time, so I thought... Forgive me, sir, I don't want the money!"

The young man pretended to be very scared, raised his hands high, and even burst into tears.

"Don't talk to me, why don't I believe that the waiter in the restaurant has a pistol on his body"?

Zhang Qi snorted coldly, then took out the pistol from the man's waist with his left hand, and held it in his own.

"Hmph, I haven't even loaded the chamber, you won't be able to live here for a few days like this."

Zhang Qi stepped back and checked the chamber of the gun, and found that although the safety of the gun had been opened, it was not loaded.

"I gave it back to you, it's all my own, don't always follow in the future."

Zhang Qi patted the man on the shoulder, and then handed the gun over to him with the gun handle facing him.

"This"……

The other party was obviously stunned, and then hesitantly took the gun.

"It's a big mistake for Zhang Yan to eat here with you. He actually went to a competitor's stronghold to eat, and he didn't even notice it. He really is, alas"...

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly.

"Please don't follow me in the future. I stand in the same direction as you, and some of the people in your stronghold are still my old acquaintances."

"Who are you?"

the young man asked cautiously.

Although he already believed Zhang Qi's words at this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, Zhang Qi could have directly blasted his head with a gun, but he returned his gun to him after handing over the gun, and he used a A didactic tone.

Even though the person in front of him was just a teenager, the young man did not dare to take it lightly.

In this chaotic era, among most people who are struggling with death, there will always be some dazzling people.

"Are you talking about me? It's just a person who shares the same aspirations as you. Please don't ask me too much about my background, because I can't possibly tell you."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders, then patted the young man on the back again.

"Because of those of you who are unwilling to give up, this continent where smoke is flying and war is raging has hope of leading to a bright future."

"Salute to you".

Zhang Qi took a step back, bowed solemnly to the young man, then turned around and walked towards the street outside without looking back.

The young man was stunned for a long time, and then after realizing it, he planned to catch up and ask something.

But when he walked to the street, the boy just now had already disappeared in the crowd of people coming and going.

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