Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book

Chapter 184 Stone Pillar Reliefs
"He is indeed in France."

Nico's face was stuck in front of the crystal ball, carefully observing the changing pictures inside.

"Can you determine the exact location?"

David was also watching, but he could only see the vague figure of Newt, and the rest was like a cloud of mist.

"The exact location?" Nico's hand caressed over the transparent spherical surface, and the white mist inside began to churn.

After dozens of seconds, a building shape gradually formed in the middle of the mist.

It looks a bit like a wide stone arch.

"They should be in Paris, and I can't help with a more specific location." Nico said, staring at the pattern inside, "But they will go back here one day in the future, the Arc de Triomphe, you may go there and wait for them."

"Thank you." David said sincerely.

"It's okay." Nico smiled and leaned back on the chair, looking a little tired. The prediction just now took a lot of energy from him.

Taking Nico's arm, he sent him back to his original sofa to sit on.

"Mr. Mailer." David stared at the ground and opened and closed his mouth slightly.

"Don't be sad, death is just another way of living." Nico guessed David's mind, glanced at Perenelle with a smile, and said, "We have experienced enough in this world, now We want to experience another world and a new way of life."

"That"

"No need." Nico slowly waved his bone-like palm, "Let us go by ourselves, don't use it, and don't disturb other people."

David didn't answer, frowning slightly.

"This is also my last wish." Nico said, "Promise me?"

"Well" David nodded his head with difficulty.

"That's great." Nico turned his head to look at the stairway, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly, "Phil, can you bring down what I made for David?"

Although he tried hard enough, his voice was not much louder than David's normal speaking voice.

"Master." A house elf appeared in front of Nico with a pop, bowed respectfully, held a box in both hands and handed it to Nico.

"Just give it to him." Nico said, pointing at David.

"Yes." Phil looked up, turned his footsteps, turned in David's direction, and handed the things to him in the same gesture.

"Thank you." David took the box, it wasn't big, but it felt a little heavy in his hands.

Nico looked at David expectantly: "Open it and have a look."

Unlocking the golden lock and lifting the lid, David's eyes widened.

At the bottom of the box lies a lifelike truck painted in red and blue.

"How is it? Am I doing well?" Nicole blinked triumphantly.

"Very good!" David praised.

"Haha." Nico said with a smile, "It's not a dead thing, you point it with your wand and say 'Autobot, transform!'"

David nodded, pointed his wand at the Transformers in the box, and read: "Autobots, transform!"

A mechanical sound sounded, and the body of the car changed into a person.

"I'm Optimus Prime." Optimus Prime's deep and hoarse voice sounded.

David felt his scalp go numb, and his eyes were tightly locked on Optimus Prime's body.

"It can understand some simple commands." Niko explained, "If you want it to change back to its original form, you only need to say 'Autobots, transform! Go!'"

"Thank you." David turned Optimus Prime back to his original form and said with a bow.

"This is the last gift I will give you." Nico said briskly, "Okay, let's go, if you go late, it will be bad if you make mistakes with Newt."

After saying goodbye to Nicole and his wife, David walked out of the courtyard with mixed feelings.

"Don't worry too much, they have been living according to their own wishes, very happy." Jason comforted.

"Well." David slowly suppressed the bad emotions in his heart.

Jason patted David on the shoulder: "Then where are we going next? How to get to Paris."

"Smuggling." David said, looking at the west.

He is very familiar with this business, and he knows all the more popular smuggling spots, and Newt often takes him there.

The three of them headed west all the way to a dense forest.

After walking through it for a long time, Jason looked around the scene and asked softly, "David, are you sure you didn't go the wrong way?"

"No, don't worry, it's just ahead. I've been here with my grandfather a few times before." David said, pointing to the front.

Jason looked forward, and saw a giant tree standing not far away. Although the surrounding trees were crowded together, it still couldn't cover up its huge body, making it stand out from the crowd.

Walking to the giant tree, the surrounding area suddenly becomes spacious, and the ground is full of thick and winding roots.

Turning to the other side of the giant tree, the bottom of the tree was hollowed out, forming a hollow, in which there was a small bed and some messy daily items.

"welcome."

A short wizard got up from the bed and trotted in front of the three of David. He was covered in a black robe, and his black, fluffy beard almost fell to the ground.

"Where are you going?"

"Paris," said David.

"Well, 30 Galleons."

"Row."

David took out some Galleons from his leather bag one after another and put them in a large box beside him, his movements were very smooth and skillful.

"and many more."

When David was about to finish playing, the wizard suddenly reached out to stop him. He pulled off his hood a little, raised his head and stared at Jason and Anna intently.

David was delighted to see the little black eyes dotting his bearded face.

The wizard looked at it for a while, rubbed his hands, and took a step down, but he might not be too sure, he said you wait for a while, and walked quickly into the tree hole.

"What happened to him? Could it be?" Jason was startled, remembering that the two of them are wanted criminals now.

"Don't worry, they won't report us. Many of the smugglers who come here are problematic people. If he reports, he will smash his own brand." David said.

"That"

"He might charge a little more."

David said helplessly that every time he and Newt went to various smuggling points, they would be charged an extra fee for secrecy, the price of being too famous.
So when the wizard first said that it only cost 30 Galleons, David's movements were particularly slick, but unfortunately he was still a step behind.

After a while, the wizard ran out with two pieces of paper.

He compared them and said happily, "You need 50 Galleons."

"It's so much more expensive?" Jason said angrily.

"Sir." The wizard said with a smile, as if he saw a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, "You are now one of the most wanted criminals of the Ministry of Magic. It is very risky to let you go from me. If you don't want to, you You can choose to fly over by yourself, and it’s not too far.”

"Forget it, forget it, Jason, it's important to hurry." David had already gotten used to it, waved his hand, and took out the Galleon to make up the amount.

He decided that when he was strong enough, he would definitely buy this industry. It was a huge profit!

The wizard was full of laughter, and with an excellent service attitude, he wiped the iron bucket before placing it in front of David and the others.

This was the first time he had met a most wanted criminal for smuggling in this year. Knowing that the extra Galleon belonged to him, it was difficult for him to suppress the joy in his heart.

Jason gave the wizard a hard look, and took David and Anna by the hand and stepped into the iron bucket.

The wind stopped, they opened their eyes, and the scene in front of them had changed from the forest to a dark bridge hole.

Looking around, there are occasionally a few people walking leisurely and walking slowly on the nearby shore.

"Welcome to France." Anna said in the master's tone, with a relaxed tone.

David was taken aback and then realized that both of them are French. Although they are not Parisians, they are very familiar with this place.

"I'm here to rely on you." David said with a smile.

"No problem!" Jason put his arm around David's shoulders, "Then shall we go to the Arc de Triomphe and wait for Mr. Scamander first, or go somewhere else?"

"Go and wait for my grandpa first. After all, we don't know when they will go there. It would be bad if we missed it."

"Okay, let's go, let's go this way, it's closer."

Jason led David out of the bridge hole, went up to the bank, and walked to the east.

It is good to have locals. David just walked along the way, and saw the Arc de Triomphe standing in the distance without thinking much.

As the distance draws closer, the image of the Arc de Triomphe becomes clearer. It has a regular shape, gray and white stone walls, and a few meters high, lifelike multi-person relief standing on the protruding stone platform, and there are some rectangular reliefs on the top, recording The important historical events in France during Napoleon's period tell the glory of France.

Around the lower part of the Arc de Triomphe, many tourists admire its beauty and take photos with it in various poses.

David looked around carefully, but he didn't find Newt, nor any wizard.

"Mr. Scamander may not be here yet." Jason was taller than David and saw further.

"How about...I'll wait here for a while, and you can find a place to rest." David said.

Jason hammered David on the shoulder: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can we leave you here alone."

"Can"

"Okay, okay, why don't we just wait for someone? When we were at the dragon farm, we waited for the fire dragon to calm down. We waited for weeks. What is this?" Jason looked in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe and put his arms around Dai Wei walked over, "Let's go and visit first, those reliefs are still very good."

After visiting the Arc de Triomphe slowly with Jason and Anna, the sun has gradually gone west.

David and the others seized the time to have a meal, and then returned to the Arc de Triomphe.

Just in case, after dark, David and Jason set up a tent on the side of the Arc de Triomphe and hid it, just in time to see the location of the door opening.

In the first half of the night, David was on guard. The tourists had already dispersed, and there was only the sound of the wind, but Newt still did not appear.

After Jason took his place, David returned to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.

But it felt like he hadn't slept for a long time. David felt someone shaking his shoulders, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Jason opening his mouth in front of him, but there was no sound.

Shaking his head, he regained consciousness, and the words in Jason's mouth became clearer.

"David, get up, there's movement outside."

"What's wrong? My grandpa is here?"

"He didn't come, but another group of people came, furtively, feeling wrong."

David nodded, followed Jason to the position of the curtain of the tent, opened it a little, poked his head out quietly, and looked in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe.

There are about seven or eight wizards gathered at the gate post.

A wizard standing in front of the crowd held up his wand, the tip of which was glowing with a weak light, and several other people surrounded him, observing his surroundings vigilantly.

"What are they doing? A special religious ceremony?" David asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." Jason was also confused.

David raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go and have a look? Maybe it has something to do with my grandfather?"

Jason pondered for a moment, "Go and see, will the Disillusionment spell work?"

"Of course." While David was speaking, his body slowly disappeared.

"It's really amazing." Jason shook his head, sighed, and disappeared in the same place.

"Let's go."

With a greeting, David walked in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, followed by soft footsteps behind him.

When they were almost there, David took a light step and didn't dare to get too close, but he could already see the faces of those people clearly.

Although they have different appearances and heights, they all have one thing in common. Their faces are pale and tired, and their hair is messy, as if they have been tortured.

Werewolf?

Two words popped into David's mind. Their expressions were so similar to the werewolves he and Tarek had captured together that it was hard not to doubt them.

The person standing in front finally finished reciting the long and complicated incantation, and the relief figures above the doorpost slowly came to life. They stretched their bodies and walked slowly to the side, revealing a spacious passage.

The stone platform connected to the ground shook for a moment, and then separated to the two sides, and a row of stairs extending to the passage appeared.

"Let's go, I don't know how many people will succeed today." The wizard at the front said something, and walked inside first.

David held his breath and followed the last person carefully. After they all went in, he walked aside and the statue returned to his position, blocking the entrance.

But the passage is not dim, there are a row of oil lamps on the walls on both sides, providing enough light.

David walked while observing the surrounding scene.

In addition to oil lamps, there are many portraits hanging on the stone wall, engraved with many relief patterns, and the decoration is very fine.

But it was very dirty, with a lot of rubbish scattered on the ground, stains on the walls, and a pungent smell in the air.

It is very likely that the group in front did it. They did not know how to occupy this place, but they failed to protect it properly.

After walking inside for a while, an upward staircase appeared at the end, and David followed them step by step.

The people in front were silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed, as if they were very unwilling to come here.

After turning two corners, it feels like a few meters higher, the stairs disappear, and there is another corridor with the same decoration as the one below.

The only difference is that there are many more rooms on both sides of the corridor.

"Go and have a look." A wizard in front said, and the others immediately started to act.

David also followed quietly, and when he passed the first room, David's heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

Dimly lit small lamps were lit inside, and there were four iron cages, each of which lay a dying male wizard, moaning in pain, and his expression was exactly the same as that of the wizard outside.

Are they infecting these people into werewolves?

Thoughts arose, David clenched his wand tightly, and the scene was the same as the one John had described.

(End of this chapter)