WICKED MAGIC ▹ N. SCAMANDER [slow updates]

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FIVE. | "WELL, I'M GLAD YOU NOTICED ME FOR ONCE."

"Dear Arty,

Your feelings are very clear if you know where to look. I'm not saying that the Lestrange girl is bad; I'm saying that, from my point of view, from what I could witness of your relationship, she's not good for you. She's not what - who - you deserve. But that's none of my business, as I said. Who am I to say who you deserve or not?

Have you ever gone to America, Arty? We visited the United States when I was 12, right after my first year at Hogwarts. In the Appalachian Mountains we found a Wampus Cat, and let me tell you something that you probably don't know if you haven't met one in person, its yellow eyes have the power of hypnosis and Legilimency. How cool is that?

Never met a Legilimens before, but father said that becoming an Occlumens would be very handy for me if I wanted to become an Auror. I don't know about you, but I wouldn't like having someone so freely and carelessly reading all my thoughts. Maybe I'll start studying it? I'm still not sure.

- Mitsa."

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Tina and Newt stood on either side of an ailing Jacob trying to keep him steady while Trinity remained beside Newt - as far as she could be from Tina. It wasn't like herself losing composure because of a simple former Auror who was way too rude for her liking. Sometimes she really hated this temperamental trait that Thes pointed out all the time.

"Take a right here..." Tina guided.

Jacob made various retching sounds on the way, the bite on his neck clearly affecting him more and more. But, as the group rounded a corner, Tina hurried them to hide behind a large truck, from which she peered at a house across the street.

"Okay- before we go in- I'm not supposed to have men on the premises."

Newt took the opportunity. "In that case, Mr. Kowalski and I can easily seek other accommodation, and Miss Withers can also come with us-"

"Oh no, you don't!" Tina quickly grabbed Jacob's arm and pulled him across the road, Newt dutifully following, absentmindedly doing the same as Tina with Trinity's arm.

The light-brunette witch was honestly touched for being remembered by the younger Scamander. She knew how easily he could lose his focus when dealing with people and was pleased for being remarkable to him in some way to the point that not even his creatures were able to push her away from his mind.

The four tiptoed up the stairs and, soon after reaching the first landing, an older female voice froze them in place.

"That you, Tina?" It asked.