Fantastic Beasts: Fate of the Magic

Chapter 12 mirror effect

Grindlewald stalked through the forest of Brazil. Gazing at 

a mirror fragmnet down in his hand. He was talking. "Soon, albus....soon albus...I told you I'd burn everything to the ground. Did you like the little fire fly I sent your way? Hahahahahaahahha......"

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Newt, Thaddeus, Jacob, and Dumbledore had stopped for just a second. Dumbledore was gazing down at a mirror fragment in his hand. "It's never too late to stop, Garret. The world you want isn't what you really want. It will only bring heartache to everyone."

Grindlewald scoffed. "Spare me your kind words, albus. You've wallowed so much in filth that you've forgotten that you were once better than the pigs. Well, I'm making sure that there will be no more pigs. Neither by name, nor by nature. Any muggles, or muggle-lovers, will face my wrath. THat includs you...Albus..."

Dumbledore just shook his head and sighed. 

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Grindlewald smiled to himself, putting away th mirror. Who cares! His informant was in place, and would be striking any moment now. Like pigs to the slaughter....

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In Newt's case, he was tending to his creatures. "Yeeesss, gooooood." He stammered to the large green rhino. He petted the fire-horse fly, who was friends with the green rhino. One of his crew members came up to him. 

"This rhinofly is from the smugglers I should have known it looks abused and malnourished damn theme I'll get on this right away!" He walked off.

Jacob was laughing with some small bubbly frogs who kept lick his fingers. "Stop, stop! I'm not a bug!"

He turned to Newt. "You know, it's really cool that when I met you, you were freeing a smuggled thunderbird and now you're chasing the smugglers themselves! It's like everything can full circile."

Newt smiled and nodded. But...

Newt frowned. Where was the purple three eyed cat, the Quizling.

The quizling was behind him. It was floating, and then it transformed into a human women with long black hair- it was Grindlewald's informant! 

"Grindlewald sends his regards." She smirked, and brought down her wand in a slashing motion on Newt's head. He fell to the ground stunned. The informant raised her wand ready to finish him off. 

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The informant was on the ground. Her wand was snapped in half beside her. "Shit...Fuck!" She swore she tried to stem the blood bleeding from the stump where her leg used to be with fingers mangled beyond recognition. Most of her ribs were broken. 

"You can kill me if you want!" She yelled up at Jacob. "My master will avenge me tenfold! Grindlewald is here and he will destroy you!" 

Jacob just smiled. He picked up her wand and considered it. "You know, I got one of these at home. Real neat- snakewood or something." He smiled down the ruined informant, damaged beyond repair. "Funny thing about both you wizards and those anti-wizard smugglers is that you're both more similiar than you'd like to admit. You guys crave power, and you think you have power already." He twiddled her broken wand in front of her nose.

"Truth is, neither of you knows what real power is. You'll never have any, and you'll never will."

He threw the wand away and straightened up. 

The informant spat. "Die, you fucking pig! I hope you rot in hell!"

Jacob just shrugged, pulling something out of his pocket. "Speaking of which...I think this is yours."

The last thing the informant saw was the Death tarot card looming down upon her.

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Newt woke up groggily. "Wha...happen?"

Jacob and Dumbledore was there. "Golly! That purple cat thing turned into a lady! And she hit you with her wand and you got knocked out! It was about to kill you when the green rhino kicked her and she died!"

Newt groaned. "An animagus! And I let her in. I helped her!"

Dumbledore nodded gravely. "Your weren't to know Newt..."

"Grindlewald is here and is heading for the Quetzalborous. We need to leave, now!"