Newt sighed serenely as he finished sorting things in his office, putting the stack of papers in a corner of his desk, checking that the bottles with animal poisons were covered, which he used to do since he was younger and began his investigation journeys. Back in those times, he would always travel alone. He smiled at the thought that now there were times when he was accompanied by Tina and in the case of not being able to travel with her for her work, he always knew that there was a person waiting for him in the house they shared in Dorset.
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