"Do you believe in Magic?"
"I'm starting to."
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Newton Scamander is a renowned mazioologist attempting to publish a book although he needs some more time traveling. He gets placed in New York longer then he expects placed on an Obscurus case.
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There was a bated breath as Lilura made another desperate gesture to the British man.
Mr. Bingely lifted a single pointed finger, opened his mouth, before ultimately slamming his hand on the alarm...
The color drained out of both Jacob and Lilura's face and Lilura seemed to be growing paler but the Brit stuck out a stick and shouted "Petrificus Totalus!" Which seemed to be some sort of spell that caused Mr. Bingely to suddenly stiffen and fall flat on his back causing Lilura to scream and Jacob to call for the Bank Manager.
The floor under Lilura's feet swayed and Jacob caught her before she could hit the floor looking to the Brit who had grabbed some strange looking type of platypus and was shaking it up and down as a jaw dropping amount of jewels and gold all fell from the platypus type creature.
"I can't go back to jail." Lilura shook her head grabbing Jacob's hand. Jacob opened his mouth about to ask when on Earth she had even gone to jail in the first place when the sound of marching feet caught everyone's attention, and several armed guards came rushing down the stairs. Jacob needed no other preamble to pull Lilura up to her feet in an effort to have the two of them run for any type of shelter.
Upon seeing the pistols the two best friends begged,
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"
and an exceedingly desperate,
"We just wanted to return the egg!"
When a nauseating but now familiar feeling seemed to teleport them once more and Jacob and Lilura fell back against a cement pillar. Off in the distance Lilura can faintly register the sound of an alarm and the police arriving to a scene of a crime while she and her best friend cowered at the Brit.
Lilura took in his bright eyes and curly hair and wondered how she had managed to believe taht he was in need of protection from the harsh public. More like the public needed protextion from him.
"What?" Jacob wheezed looking to Lilura who just shook with her brown eyes wide and her fingers trembling.
"He-here's your suitcase." Lilura gasped handing the suitcase to Jacob.
The Brit seemed ignore the best friends once more to favor shoving the tiny strange platypus creature into a suitcase scolding, "For the last time, you pilfering pest... paws off what doesn't belong to you!" and with that he forcefully locked the latch on his suitcase. "I'm awfully sorry about all that." The Brit apologized.
"What the hell was that?" Jacob asked setting down the suitcase as he, like Lilura had not trusted his ability to not drop anything at the moment.
