Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald Page #2

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You simply ask, is a thing right in itself?

If it is, you do it no matter the cost.

That's all very well, Dumbledore, but forgive me for asking.

Why can't you go?

I cannot move against Grindelwald.

It has to be you.

Well, I can't blame you.

In your shoes, I'd probably refuse too.

- What...? - It's late.

- Good evening, Newt. - Wait. No.

Oh, come on.

Dumbledore.

Bunty!

Bunty!

Bunty, the baby Nifflers are loose again

Well done.

I'm so sorry, Newt. They must've picked the lock while I was cleaning out the Augureys.

Not to worry.

Hmm.

I fed nearly everyone. Pinky's had his nose drops and--

And Elsie?

Elsie's droppings are nearly normal again.

Wonderful.

You can, um... You can clock off now.

- I told you to leave the kelpie to me.. - That wound needs more ointment.

I don't want you losing fingers over it.

Seriously. You go home now, Bunty.

You must be exhausted.

You know the kelpie's easier with two.

Perhaps you should take off your shirt. Don't worry, I'll dry off quick enough.

Woah!

Someone needed to let off some steam!

Ointment, Bunty.

You bite Bunty again, and there'll be trouble, mister.

What was that?

I don't know.

But I want you to go home now, Bunty.

- Shall I call the ministry? - No, I want you to go home. Please.

Just give me the pieces.

I got it.

Honey, if you could just give it to me...

He doesn't care.

If you could just give this to me, sweetheart.

Hey!

Newt! Get over here, you maniac!

We hope you don't mind, Newt. We let ourselves in.

It's rainin' out there, cats and dogs!

London's cold.

You were supposed to have been obliviated!

I know!

It didn't work, pal! I mean, you said it. The potion only erases bad memories.

I didn't have any.

I mean, uh, don't get me wrong. I had some weird ones, and I had some scary ones.

But, uh, this angel...

This angel over here, she filled me in on all the bad parts, and, uh, here we are, I guess, huh?

This is wonderful!

Wait. Is... Tina?

Tina?

Oh, it's just us, honey.

Me and Jacob.

Oh.

Why don't I make us some dinner, huh?

Yes!

Teen and I aren't talking.

Why? Oh, well, you know, she found out about Jacob and I seeing each other, and she didn't like it, 'cause of the law.

Not allowed to... Oop!

Not allowed to date No-Majs, not allowed to marry them. Blah, blah, blah.

Well, she was all in a tizzy anyway 'cause of you.

Me?

Yeah, you, Newt.

It was in Spellbound.

Here. I brought it for you.

Newt Scamander with fiancée, Leta Lestrange, brother Theseus and unknown woman.

No. So, Theseus is marrying Leta, not me.

Oh!

Oh... Oh dear.

Well... See, Teen read that, and, uh... She started dating someone else.

He's an Auror. His name's Achilles Tolliver.

Tolliver!

Anyway, we are real excited to be here, Newt.

This is a... Well, it's a special trip for us.

You see, Jacob and I, we're getting married!

I'm marrying Jacob!

Ah! Oh!

{You've enchanted him, haven't you?}

What?

I have not.

Will you stop reading my mind?

{Queenie, you've brought him here against his will.}

Oh, that is an outrageous accusation.

Look at him, he's just happy. He's so happy.

Then you won't mind if I, um...

Please don't.

Queenie, you've got nothing to fear if he wants to get married. We can just lift the enchantment, and he can tell us himself.

What you got there?

What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do with that, Mr. Scamader?

Surgito.

Congratulations on your engagement, Jacob.

Wait, what?

Oh no, you didn't.

Queenie. One second.

Queenie!

It's very nice to see you.

Where the hell am I right now?

Uh, London.

Oh! I always wanted to go here!

Queenie!

Oh, Queenie, honey.

Well, I'm curious when you were gonna wake me up? After we had five kids?

Why is it wrong to wanna marry you?

Okay.

To wanna have a family?

I just want what everyone else has, that's all.

Wait, w-wait.

We've talked about this like a million times.

If we get married, and they find out, they're gonna throw you in jail, sweetheart.

I can't have that.

They don't like people like me marrying people like you.

I ain't a wizard. I'm just me.

They're really progressive here, and they'll let us get married properly.

Sweetheart, you don't need to enchant me.

I'm already enchanted.

I love you so much.

- Yeah? - Yeah. But I can't have you risking everything like this, you know?

You're not giving us a choice, sweetheart.

You're not giving me a choice. One of us had to be brave, and you were being a coward...

I was being a coward?

If I'm a coward, you're...

Crazy.

I didn't say it.

You didn't have to.

No, I didn't mean it, sweetheard.

Yeah, you did.

No!

I'm gonna go see my sister.

Fine. See your sister.

- Fine. - No, wait! Wait!

No! Queenie!

I didn't mean it.

I didn't say nothin'.

Papyrus Reparo.

My dear Queenie, what a beautiful city.

I'm thinking of you. Tina.

Hey, Newt?

Down here, Jacob. So I'll be with you in a second.

I got my own problems.

Queenie left a postcard.

Tina's in Paris, looking for Credence.

Genius!

Queenie's gonna go straight for Tina.

Okay, we're going to France, pal.

Oh, hold on. I'll get my jacket.

I've got it.

Oh. Beautiful.

Nagini.

Credence.

I think I know where she is.

We escape tonight.

Hey. I've told you to stay away from her, boy.

Did I say you could take a break?

Clean out the Kappa. And you, get ready.

Next, in our little show of freaks and oddities, I present to you a Maledictus.

Once trapped in the jungles of Indonesia, she is the carrier of a blood curse.

Such Underbeings are destined through the course of their lives to turn permanently into beasts.

But look at her, so beautiful. Yes.

So desirable.

But soon, she will be trapped forever in a very different body.

Every night when she sleeps, mesdames et messieurs, she is forced to become...

She is forced to become...

She is forced to become...

Over time, she will not be able to transform back.

She will be forever trapped in the body of a snake.

Credence!

Pack it up.

Paris is done for us now.

The boy with the Maledictus, what do you know about him?

He's looking for his mother.

All my freaks think they can go home.

Ok. Let's go.

Look, I think you and I were at the circus for the same reason, Monsieur...

Kama. Yusuf Kama.

And you think right.

- What do you want with Credence? - The same as you. - Which is? - To prove who the boy really is.

If the rumours of his identity are correct, he and I are, distantly, related.

I am the last male of my pure-blooded line, and so, if the rumours are correct, is he.

Have you read The Predictions of Tycho Dodonus?

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