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

It’s not because he is willing to sell himself Newt Motra rats at a low price, just to keep himself from talking nonsense, which will cause him great trouble.

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

In the original work, sixty-five years ago, he was a guy living in tragedy, with a cowardly personality, low self-esteem, and loneliness.

And now, he gave Wilkes a feeling 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 has not lived ‘easily’ these years.” Wilkes was suspicious, and also 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’d love to do so.” Wilkes was silent and said with a faint smile, there is no advantage, he is not stupid.

And even if Credence didn’t, 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.

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

When he came out, he also carried a cage in his hand, which contained a magical creature that was red all overall, with tumor-like hair on his back, resembling a house mouse.

Wilkes looked surprised at this.

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

“That’s right.”

Credence casually took Galleon, but put it aside, did not seem to like much, but looked at it with curiosity, and was stuffing the Newt Motra rat into his dragonskin bag Wilkes, and said doubtfully:

“I heard from other stores that you are trying to ask about the trolls in addition to asking about the Newmotra rat.”

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 do it at will, thousands of galleons, there should be no shortage of money.

“Tsk.” Hearing that Credence had just stuffed the Newt Motra rat into his dragon skin bag, Wilkes said disdainfully: “Too little.” ”

Credence was stunned.

He hadn’t thought that would be the answer.

“Too little?” Credence frowned, muttered and repeated, Wilkes’ answer, did not understand 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, in the black market, all the trolls being sold combined, I am afraid that there are twenty heads.

“It’s just too little.”

Wilkes said again indifferently, and at the same time had put 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 search to see if there was any news about the trolls.

The reason for looking for news of the gathering place of the trolls is naturally to…

Hunt trolls!

Whether it’s the spirit 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 with a confused expression and surprise, who had already put on a mask.

“Can you ask, what is it for, maybe I can help you, I feel that there can be a lot of transactions between us.” 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, he reached out with his right hand to his left hand and turned one of the rings on his left hand.

Airplanes!

When turning the ring, Wilkes’ pupils contracted suddenly, his eyes flashed, and an uninhibited smile hung on the corner of his mouth, before he said in a low voice: “Of course, to kill them and their bodies.” ”

Snap!

In an instant, as Wilkes finally finished speaking, with a bang, he seemed to turn into a vortex 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 it’s to kill them?

Credence thought a lot, his eyes became more and more cautious, remembering that just now Wilkes, who seemed to be only a teenager on the outside, but this moment made him feel that he felt something in his heart… Fear.

“Killing for the sake of killing, is 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 strangely, and he muttered to himself.

“Perhaps…”

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