While Newt was trying to convince his wife, the doorbell rang, and the guests they were waiting for tonight finally arrived.
Opening the door, there was a witch standing outside. She was only seventeen years old, a beautiful little witch with black hair and blue eyes. She was also the guest they were waiting for tonight.
"Good night, Mrs. Scamander." She saluted gracefully, "I am Eve Lestrange. I sent you a greeting before."
Tina was stunned for a moment before stepping aside: "Please come in."
She brought Eve into the house and asked her to sit opposite Newt. She walked to the teapot and pushed aside the teapot eagerly filled with coffee. She then took out another beautiful teapot and poured milk into it. , heated it with magic, poured three cups and put them on the table.
"Thank you." Eve thanked softly.
Newt looked at her with a look that was not rude. The name Lestrange somewhat evoked some memories in him. Not a good memory at all, but not a bad memory either.
Eve also let him look at her, and after taking a sip of hot milk, she said, "I'm sorry for visiting so late, but there are some things I would like to consult with you in person."
Newt nodded: "I saw your letter."
"You're an Obscurial, right?"
He didn't know what his mood was when he asked about the name, because there were so many familiar things today that he had to think of the memories from that time frequently. Tina obviously knew what he was thinking, and put a hand gently on his arm, silently comforting him.
Eve's expression did not change, she just nodded lightly: "Yes."
Suddenly the light flashed. The Scamanders subconsciously looked up and found that the light dimmed for a moment. They quickly lowered their heads as if they realized something, and found clues in the shadow under Eve's feet - thick, dark, and tumbling. The thing he was holding revealed the tip of the iceberg.
The corners of Newt's mouth were instantly straightened, and his lips were pulled pale. He stared at Obscurus on the ground, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "I know, kid, I know."
He knew something that Eve didn't. She just withdrew her overflowing silence and looked at Newt calmly: "Professor, you should also know the purpose of my coming here."
Newt nodded: "I know about cases like yours."
The Obscurus broke through the age of twelve and even managed to grow into a young man, and so did Eve. The thing they have in common is obvious - they are gifted.
But maybe it's still too late now, he still has time to save this girl.
Nurmengard Castle, no, it should be Nurmengard Prison once again welcomed a visitor.
Noah's crisp footsteps sounded, holding a picnic basket in his hand, and knocked on a door first. Of course not the one in the attic that belonged to Grindelwald, but the one on the second floor.
"Please come in." An elegant female voice came, the door handle was pressed down, and the door opened a crack, vaguely revealing a little light inside.
Noah opened the door gently: "Sorry, Sister Wenda, for coming so late."
He put the lunch basket on the table and greeted the woman sitting on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
She is already an old man, but she is also elegant and noble. She is still dressed appropriately, which best highlights her own charm. You can even easily glimpse her youthful splendor from her old face.
Rozier smiled slightly: "I have to go for a run late at night. Be careful not to grow taller if you don't get enough sleep."
Thinking that it was indeed possible for him now, Noah felt a little uncomfortable continuing to grow taller: "..." It hurts to grow one centimeter in seven or eight years!
Seeing that Noah didn't speak, Rozier raised her eyebrows. She seemed to figure out something from Noah's attitude. She covered her mouth and chuckled: "Is it possible that you haven't grown taller anymore?"
Noah had a stiff face and said nothing. He just took out some cookies and small cakes from the basket without saying a word, and also took out a pot of soothing scented tea. When the tea was poured into the cup, it was still steaming. The scent is soothing.
Rozier stood up and sat at the table, took the teacup and held it steady: "It smells good."
"My mother made it," Noah pointed to the cookies on the table.
"She also likes these tea snacks. They are the freshest jasmine this year."
"Jasmine?" Rozier sniffed again, "It seems different from ordinary Earl Gray black tea."
Normal Earl Gray black tea is made with orange slices, jasmine and other ingredients, but the cup in my hand doesn't seem to be.
"I added some of my mother's special formula. Originally, she planned to add oriental tea leaves, but drinking tea at night is not good," Noah shook his head, "I won't be able to sleep."
Rozier raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?"
She took a sip with a subtle expression, but it was obvious that she still liked the taste.
Noah drank tea with her for a while, chatted for a while and then left. Of course, he didn't leave, but went upstairs to visit his teacher.
His timing was perfect, it happened to be when Grindelwald had just woken up after taking a nap.
Because he could only come at night, Grindelwald would rest during the day to cooperate with him. Originally, Noah wanted to come earlier, but Grindelwald stopped him. He seemed to have other things earlier, so he was pushed away. Now.
"Teacher." A notebook appeared in Noah's hand. He placed the book on the table, and pulled out another lunch basket from the void and placed it on the table. "I brought some refreshments suitable for you."
Grindelwald motioned for him to put his things down, and he picked up the notebook.
This is homework. The homework he assigned to Noah didn't originally have this kind of homework. However, Grindelwald was really bored staying here, so he simply gave Noah an assignment and asked him to use his own homework next time he came. homework to pass the time.
Noah: "..."
Noah could only write an extra homework honestly. Anyway, he already had a lot of homework, and if he wanted to write, he could write multiple at once, so it didn’t matter how many. He laid it out quickly and completed the work perfectly, at least Grindelwald was very satisfied.
He took the cup handed over by Noah, took a sip, paused, and glanced at Noah faintly: "Milk?"
Noah looked at him calmly: "Would you like to add sugar?"
Grindelwald: "..."
Grindelwald looked at the basket. Half of the bottle mouth of a long-neck bottle was exposed at the opening of the basket. Grindelwald bet that it must be a bottle of wine!
"You can drink red wine during the day, and boiled fruits can also nourish your stomach."
Although red wine can help you sleep, you don't drink it casually. The amount and time are controlled. However, Grindelwald does not have such awareness of health care, and he is afraid that he can drink half the bottle at once. So, if you want to drink, feel free to drink milk.
Grindelwald: "..."
This kid is just taking revenge for the homework he assigned! Absolutely!
