WICKED MAGIC ▹ N. SCAMANDER [slow updates]

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EIGHT. | "HE'S NOT GONNA TRY TO HURT YOU ANYMORE. YOU'RE FRIEND."

"Dear Arty,

You are very much welcomed. I also don't understand how good of friendship we could form only through notes - I believe that magical creatures can be special that way. How much you care for them, I hope you keep this sentiment as pure as it is right now. We need more people like you in this world, Arty. Maybe I'm thoroughly wrong, maybe Leta is a real special person for managing to steal your heart even when it already belongs to the beasts.

I've spent some months in Romania before. I confess that their Dragon Sanctuary impressed me. I'm highly considering moving there to study them further after graduating Hogwarts. For now, it's just an idea, I'm also very much interested in becoming an Auror of the Ministry of Magic. Both hold dangers that attract me very much. My sister says I'm crazy.

- Mitsa."

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Trinity took her purse-like pendant from its chain around her neck and rested it on the floor at an open space, where no creature had the risk to be hurt from what she was about to do. Taking a few steps back, she rose her hand, palm open facing the object. It didn't take more then a couple of seconds for the pendant to grow into a real purse, big enough to allow a person to pass through.

"Now, there are no stairs, 'cause they're no fun." She turned her head to smirk at the shocked men before sitting at the entrance of the purse and, then, disappearing.

Newt approached to take a look at what could possibly be inside the charmed purse. Not only did Trinity use advanced magic such as the Undetectable Extension Charm to extend the internal dimensions of it without affecting its external dimensions, but she also used a Shrinking Charm to decrease the physical size of the object and use it as a pendant, without taking the risk of having it found out. It was brilliant.

"Is this a slide?" He asked in amusement and surprise. She was so serious that it wouldn't pass through his mind that she'd enjoy something like a slide.

"Are you guys coming or not? We don't have all day."

Newt shrugged and went after her, feeling like a child during his descent. Jacob wasn't far behind. This time, at least, he didn't get stuck as Trinity's "secret place" seemed larger than Newt's. Both men enjoyed the slide more than they were willing to admit.

The small living room where they landed had a couple of large sofas and a big set of shelves full of books, either Muggle books or those that belonged to the Wizarding World. Trinity guided them outside that precinct towards a clean kitchen with white marble and dark-blue cabinets. It was obvious that the entire place was fancier than Newt's, however less... Homey.