Harry Potter and the Beyonder Heir

Wilkes was a little surprised, looking at Credence, surprised by his current actions.

It’s not that he was willing to sell himself Newt Motra rats at a low price, just to keep himself from talking nonsense, which would cause him a lot of trouble.

It’s because of Credence, the way he behaves now.

In the original work, sixty-five years ago, he was a guy who lived in tragedy and had a cowardly personality, low self-esteem, and isolation.

And now, he gave Wilkes the feeling of being very much like Borgin or Dumbledore, and there were many more things in his eyes, and he was completely different from before.

“Also, in sixty-five years, I’m afraid anyone will change something, but I’m afraid it’s true that he hasn’t had an ‘easy’ life over the years.” Wilkes wondered and sounded the alarm for himself.

This means that he can’t refer too much to the original, because Credence is basically a different person.

“Yes, and I’m more than happy to do so.” Wilkes was silent for a while, and said with a light smile, there is no advantage, he is not stupid.

And even if Credence didn’t do it, he wouldn’t do it, because it wouldn’t do him any good.

When Credence heard Wilkes’ answer, his wrinkled face also smiled, and began to greet Wilkes like an old friend.

Then, it’s time to trade.

From the room, Credence pulled out a suitcase that had been cast with a Traceless Stretching Charm, got into it, and walked out again in a few minutes.

When he came out, he was still carrying a cage in his hand, which contained a magical creature with a red body and tumor-like hair on its back, resembling a house mouse.

Wilkes looked surprised.

After careful confirmation that it was Newt Motra Rat, Wilkes took out a large bag of galleons from his dragonskin bag and threw it at Credence.

“That’s right.”

Credence casually took Garon, but put it aside, did not seem to like it much, but looked at Wilkes with a curious face, and was stuffing Newt Motra rat into his dragonskin bag, and wondered:

“I heard from another shop that you’re not only asking Newt Motra rats, but also trying to ask for information about the trolls.”

Speaking of this, Credence prompted out of kindness: “In the black market, there are many shops that sell trolls, and you can buy them directly. ”

Credence felt that since Wilkes could be casual, thousands of galleons, there should be no shortage of money.

“Gee.” Wilkes, who heard that Credence had just stuffed Newt Motra rat into his dragonskin bag, said disdainfully: “Too little.” ”

Credence was stunned.

He hadn’t thought it would be this answer.

“Too little?” Credence frowned, muttering a little in his mouth, Wilkes’s answer, not understanding for a while.

Could it be that there are too few trolls on the black market? But this is basically impossible, because at the moment, all the trolls on the black market add up to twenty.

“It’s just too little.”

Wilkes said again indifferently, already putting on his mask and hood again, ready to leave here.

Now that the deal was over, he wasn’t going to waste time with Credence, and he was ready to return to the black market and continue to look for any news about the trolls’ gathering place.

The reason why I was looking for news of the troll’s gathering place was naturally for…

Hunt trolls!

Whether it’s the soul of a troll, or the body of a troll.

And the reasons are too many.

After determining that what Wilkes said was indeed the quantity, even Credence looked at Wilkes who had put on a mask with a confused expression.

“Can you ask, for what, maybe I can help you, I feel that between us, a lot of transactions can be done.” Credence suggested.

Hearing this, Wilkes shook his head, did not answer immediately, just took a deep breath to himself, adjusted his breathing, his eyes returned to indifference, everything was ready, then he reached out to his left hand with his right hand and turned one of the rings on his left hand.

Airplanes!

As he turned the ring, Wilkes’ pupils contracted sharply, his eyes flashed, and an unruly smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, before he said in a low voice: “Of course, to kill them, and their bodies.” ”

Snap!

Suddenly, as Wilkes finally finished speaking, with a bang, he seemed to turn into a whirlpool and disappeared in place, leaving only a puzzled Credence.

“To kill them?” Credence was stunned, and for a moment he didn’t understand what he meant.

If it is for some parts of their bodies, Credence can also understand, after all, many potions, or magic props, trolls’ body parts, can be involved.

But you say to kill them?

Credence was full of thoughts, his eyes became more and more cautious, thinking back to Wilkes just now, seemingly only a teenager in appearance, but this moment made him feel that there was something in his heart… Fear.

“Killing for the sake of killing, is it really a terrible … Gremlin. For a long time, Credence exhaled deeply, his face a little unpleasant.

But on the other hand, Credence’s eyes flashed with a strange flash of hope, and he muttered to himself.

“Perhaps…” _

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