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    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‘๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐”๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜–๐˜ฉโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ. ๐˜Œ๐˜ณโ€ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ?" โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน As the author of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Newt Scamander has become a familiar name throughout the wizarding world. His research is widely admired, though the magizoologist himself remains rather uncomfortable with fame and public attention. As a journalist, youโ€™ve interviewed your fair share of interesting people. Naturally, when the Ministry announces a public interview with Newt, you secure yourself a place. The room is filled with reporters eager to ask about his book, travels, and discoveries. Newt answers enthusiastically whenever creatures are mentioned, seemingly forgetting thereโ€™s an audience listening. But when your turn arrives, your questions take an unexpected direction. Rather than asking about magical beasts, you begin asking about the man behind the book. His childhood, his family, his habits, and eventually, his rather nonexistent love life. Newt had prepared himself for an afternoon discussing creatures. He hadnโ€™t prepared himself for you. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐–๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฌ๐›๐š๐ง๐ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ. ๐˜›๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜š๐˜ฐโ€ฆ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Being Newt Scamanderโ€™s significant other means sharing your life with a man whose attention is usually divided between you and whatever magical creature has escaped this time. But one thing has never been in question: Newt is entirely devoted to you. At his private magizoological workspace, Newt spends his days researching and caring for magical creatures alongside his small team of assistants. Among them is Evelyn Whitmore, a capable, sociable witch with a peculiar habit of calling herself his work wife. Newt finds the expression rather confusing. He has a partner he loves dearly, and he has never given Evelyn any reason to believe otherwiseโ€”or so he assumes. That is, until you arrive one afternoon with the lunch heโ€™s forgotten, only to hear Evelyn greet him with an affectionate, โ€œThere you are, darling! Your work wife was beginning to miss you!โ€ Newt, naturally, is baffled. โ€œI donโ€™t believe Iโ€™ve ever called you my wife,โ€ he replies. โ€œIโ€™m already married to someone I love rather a lot.โ€ Then he notices you in the doorway. โ€œOh. Hello, darling.โ€ What follows is an unnecessarily awkward introduction, a workplace misunderstanding, and Newt attempting to understand a scandal he never realized existed. He only wanted his lunch. Unfortunately, he may have to explain to his assistant that being polite, sharing a workplace, and occasionally rescuing the same Bowtruckle do not constitute a marriage. And you? Youโ€™re about to discover that your devoted, oblivious magizoologist can handle dangerous beasts far more easily than he can handle workplace drama. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ซ ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน You never expected to fall in love with Newton Scamander. Quiet, awkward, and far more comfortable around creatures than people, Newt wasnโ€™t easy to know at first. But beneath his nervous mannerisms, you discovered a gentle man with a remarkable capacity for love. Your friendship grew into romance, and eventually, marriage. Together, you built a life full of magical creatures, quiet affection, and little adventures. Then came your children: William Artemis, your independent sixteen-year-old; Reginald, your curious eight-year-old; and Adelaide, your determined two-year-old daughter who has her father wrapped around her little fingers. Life at home is rarely quiet. Between sibling squabbles, missing belongings, creature-related mishaps, and Adelaide demanding to be carried, thereโ€™s always something happening. Newt tries to balance his research with fatherhood, making time to teach Reginald about creatures, help William with his interests, and abandon his notes whenever Adelaide calls for her dada. Through busy mornings, shared cups of tea, and quiet evenings after bedtime, your marriage continues to grow. Life isnโ€™t always easy, but itโ€™s filled with laughter, patience, and a love that deepens with every passing year. Newt once thought creatures would be his greatest discovery. Now, he knows better. His greatest discovery was the family he found with you. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐’๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐งเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Hogwarts had heard your name long before it ever heard your voice. You came from one of Britainโ€™s oldest pure-blood families, raised to be composed, accomplished, and untouchable. When you transferred to Hogwarts, Slytherin was the obvious choice. You quickly earned a reputation for being cold, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and beautiful enough to intimidate. You understood the hierarchy and had little interest in making friends. Especially not with Newt Scamander. The strange Hufflepuff preferred creatures to people, spent far too much time covered in dirt, and was far too easy to tease. You mocked his creatures, stole his books, and cornered him simply because you knew he wouldnโ€™t fight back. Newt should have hated you. Instead, he became fascinated. No matter how cruel you were, his attention always found its way back to you. Somehow, the awkward Hufflepuff had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with the girl who made his life miserable. You never noticed. Until one evening, when rumors about your family left you furious enough to need someone to take it out on. Unfortunately for Newt, he happened to be alone in the corridor. When you shoved him against the wall, he looked at you with an expression far too soft for someone who was supposed to be afraid of you. โ€œYouโ€™re very pretty when youโ€™re angry.โ€ For once, you were the one left speechless. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐€ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜–๐˜ฉโ€ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Since publishing Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Newt Scamander has become an unlikely literary sensation. Book signings, interviews, and public appearances have brought him plenty of attentionโ€”though he would much rather be spending his time with magical creatures. Youโ€™ve become one of his most enthusiastic readers. What began as genuine admiration for his research has gradually turned into a fascination with Newt himself. Youโ€™ve collected multiple copies of his book, memorised passages, followed his public appearances, and attended nearly every signing within travelling distance. Naturally, Newt has started to notice your familiar face. Event organisers have mentioned your enthusiasm, and although heโ€™s been assured youโ€™re harmless, heโ€™s admittedly a little uncertain about just how much you seem to know about him. Still, curiosity eventually wins. At yet another book signing, you approach his table expecting nothing more than an autograph. Instead, Newt looks up, recognises you, and decides to ask the question heโ€™s been wondering about for some time. For once, youโ€™re not just another name in his book. Youโ€™re someone heโ€™s genuinely curious to meet. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‚๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐จ๐ข๐œ๐žเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉโ€ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ, ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander is accustomed to creatures behaving unpredictably. Heโ€™s spent years studying them, caring for them, and learning to understand even the strangest of their habits. So when he discovers a rare creature that immediately becomes attached to you, he isnโ€™t particularly surprised. What does surprise him is the creatureโ€™s immediate and rather intense dislike of him. It follows you everywhere, curls up beside you whenever it gets the chance, and seems to have developed a particular talent for inserting itself between you and Newt. Every attempt he makes to approach is met with suspicious looks, defensive noises, and the unmistakable impression that heโ€™s not welcome anywhere near you. And, rather inexplicably, Newt begins to find this irritating. Perhaps itโ€™s because the creature constantly steals your attention. Perhaps itโ€™s because it insists on sitting far too close to you. Or perhaps itโ€™s because every bit of affection you give it is affection Newt canโ€™t help but quietly wish were meant for him. But Newt isnโ€™t jealous. Absolutely not. Heโ€™s simply conducting observations. Very important observations. And if those observations happen to involve keeping an unusually close eye on how much time you spend cuddling a creature that hates himโ€ฆ well, thatโ€™s hardly his fault. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐’๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐งเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต. ๐˜โ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ช๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Everyone knows Theseus Scamander as the famous Auror. To the wizarding world, heโ€™s a decorated officer, brilliant strategist, and the sort of man expected to remain calm when everything falls apart. He wears his uniform with confidence and has earned a reputation for being dependable when it matters most. Youโ€™ve simply never known him that way. Youโ€™ve seen the man underneath the uniformโ€”the one who gets so absorbed in his work that he forgets to eat, drinks his tea cold, and makes terrible jokes when heโ€™s tired. Heโ€™s also remarkably easy to fluster. Compliment him and the confident Auror suddenly doesnโ€™t know what to do with himself. Praise his work and heโ€™ll brush it off before changing the subject. Youโ€™ve become familiar with the little things others overlook: the way his shoulders relax after a long day, the softness in his voice when he talks about his family, and how he always seems to find an excuse to spend time with you. What begins as simple companionship slowly becomes something more. Between late nights at the Ministry, hurried lunches, quiet walks home, and conversations that stretch past midnight, you begin discovering the man behind the reputationโ€”and Theseus begins discovering what itโ€™s like to be truly known. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐‹๐จ๐ญเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜–๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Somehow, youโ€™ve found yourself in a groupchat with the most chaotic collection of witches and wizards imaginable. Nobody remembers who created it, nobody knows how Grindelwald got added, and nobody has managed to remove him. Dumbledore keeps encouraging peaceful communication, but his advice is usually buried beneath arguments, questionable photographs, and Jacob Kowalski asking whether any of this is legal. Newt Scamander regularly vanishes for hours before returning with blurry creature pictures and deeply concerning questions. Tina attempts to maintain order, Queenie knows everyoneโ€™s secrets, Theseus has appointed himself the responsible adult, and Leta is perpetually one message away from muting the entire conversation. Credence lurks quietly, Jacob regrets everything, and Grindelwald keeps trying to recruit people who are mostly arguing about breakfast. And then Newt accidentally adds you. Now youโ€™re caught between midnight nonsense, unsolicited magizoology lessons, embarrassing confessions, terrible flirting, and debates that somehow become international incidents. All while Newt politely apologizes for the chaos, as though he isnโ€™t occasionally responsible for making it worse. There is no plot. There is no peace. There is only one increasingly unhinged groupchatโ€”and your questionable decision to remain in it. Merlin help you all. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐žเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ขโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander loves Tina Goldstein. Or at least, thatโ€™s what he has always believed. Their relationship has begun to feel different latelyโ€”less like something that comes naturally and more like something heโ€™s quietly trying to hold together. Then a new employee arrives at the Ministry. Newt doesnโ€™t think much of her at first. Sheโ€™s simply another unfamiliar face among countless Ministry employees. Yet somehow, he begins noticing her. A glance across a corridor. A familiar voice in a crowded room. Little things he wouldnโ€™t normally pay attention to begin lingering in his thoughts long after sheโ€™s gone. He tries to dismiss it as curiosity. He tells himself heโ€™s simply observant, as heโ€™s always been. But eventually, even Newt has to admit that heโ€™s spending rather more time thinking about her than he ought to. He never intended for his feelings to change. He certainly never expected to find himself wondering what it might be like to know someone else. But sometimes, the things you notice arenโ€™t things you can simply unseeโ€”and sometimes, realizing something has changed is the hardest part. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐–๐ž ๐–๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐žเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜œ-๐˜ถ๐˜ฎโ€ฆ ๐˜ฉ-๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ! ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณโ€ฆ ๐˜•-๐˜•๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ. ๐˜Š-๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ?" โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Before Hogwarts, before the Ministry, and long before Newt Scamander became a renowned magizoologist, he was simply a shy little boy who preferred creatures to people. Newt spent his days exploring the woods near his family home, filling notebooks with observations and hiding behind books whenever other children tried to speak to him. He never quite knew what to say around people. Creatures were much easier. Then, one afternoon, he discovered you sitting beneath a tree with a Niffler. Curious, he crept closer to watchโ€”only to snap a branch beneath his shoe and nearly frighten himself into running away. But you didnโ€™t laugh at him. You simply said hello. For the first time, Newt found himself talking to another child about the things he loved most. His words stumbled, his cheeks grew warm, and soon he was explaining everything he knew about Nifflers while yours happily investigated his pockets. And somehow, you became friends. With a mischievous Niffler leading the way, your days soon filled with woodland adventures, muddy clothes, secret discoveries, and magical creatures that probably shouldnโ€™t have been approached without an adult. You became Newtโ€™s very first real friendโ€”the person he wanted to show every new discovery, share every notebook with, and find whenever something wonderful happened. He was still awkward, still quiet, and still much better at talking to creatures than people. But with you, it slowly became a little easier. And long before Hogwarts, the two of you were already beginning a friendship that would grow alongside you, one little adventure at a time. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐“๐จ๐จ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | โ€œ๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.โ€ โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน When Newt Scamanderโ€™s Ministry coworkers drag him out for a birthday celebration, you expect a quiet evening with friendsโ€”not to find him hopelessly drunk and far too honest. What begins as an ordinary night quickly becomes something much more intimate, as spilled firewhisky gives way to quiet confessions, lingering glances, and words Newt would never dare say sober. The more he drinks, the more the careful distance heโ€™s always kept between you seems to disappear. There are things he says that sound far too sincere to be blamed entirely on the firewhisky, little pieces of a truth heโ€™s been keeping remarkably well hidden. And by the end of the evening, youโ€™re left wondering whether the alcohol has simply loosened his tongueโ€ฆ or finally given him the courage to admit what heโ€™s felt all along. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐๐จ ๐‹๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐€๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต. ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎโ€ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน There was a time when Newt Scamander believed people could be taught to care. He spent years pleading for misunderstood creatures, arguing against cruel laws, and trying to convince the Ministry that fear was no excuse for cruelty. He was patient. He was polite. He kept believing that if he showed people the truth, they might choose to do better. Then the Ministry took away the one thing Newt could no longer forgive them for touching. Something in him changed. Years later, creatures placed in Ministry custody begin disappearing. Poaching operations are found abandoned, their cages empty and their records destroyed. Meanwhile, endangered and forbidden creatures keep appearing alive in hidden sanctuaries. A name is whispered whenever another sanctuary is discovered: Newt Scamander. When Tina, Queenie, Jacob, Theseus, Leta, and you finally find him, they expect the same awkward, gentle magizoologist they once knew. The man they find isnโ€™t entirely unfamiliar. He still speaks softly. He still fusses over injured creatures. He still seems more comfortable with beasts than people. But the kindness is no longer accompanied by obedience. Newt hasnโ€™t stopped caring. Heโ€™s simply stopped believing that everyone deserves the chance to hurt something twice. If protecting innocent creatures means breaking laws, deceiving the Ministry, or becoming someone the people he loves no longer recognize, heโ€™s already decided he can live with that. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    The Distance Between Us (Newt Scamander)

    Newt Scamader was a lot of things, Talented, Good with Creatures and Reliable. One thing he wasnโ€™t was Socialable. so when you and him reconnect, along with his muggle companion Jacob, Things Canโ€™t Help But Be Awkward. You both are Exemplary Magizoologist but the thought of you two being together again scares the pair of you

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    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐ƒ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ซ, ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน You had been invited to dinner with the Scamander family as Newtโ€™s new girlfriend. His parents would be there, along with his older brother, Theseus, and Newt had promised it would be a perfectly ordinary evening. Naturally, it doesnโ€™t go quite that way. A creature escapes just before you leave, turning the journey to the Scamander home into a frantic chase through the streets. By the time you arrive, Newt is covered in leaves, slightly out of breath, and apologizing for the terrible first impression. You assume the chaos is finally over. Then dinner begins. Scratching beneath Newtโ€™s chair quickly turns into another escaped creature, followed by several more when his suitcase somehow ends up open in the middle of the dining room. Within minutes, the carefully prepared family dinner has descended into complete creature chaos. Theseus is attempting to restore some semblance of order, Newt is crawling beneath the table after a particularly stubborn creature, and his parents seem remarkably unsurprised by any of it. Meanwhile, youโ€™re left wondering whether you should help, laugh, or simply accept that this is what dating Newt Scamander comes with. Because apparently, meeting the Scamanders doesnโ€™t just mean meeting his family. It means surviving dinner with them. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐…๐š๐ซเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ. ๐˜๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has always been observant. Itโ€™s part of what makes him an exceptional magizoologist. He notices small changes others overlookโ€”the shift in a creatureโ€™s behavior, an unfamiliar footprint, a nervous habit. Lately, however, his attention has become increasingly focused on you. He remembers your routines. He knows which routes you take home, where you stop for tea, and the little things you tend to leave behind without noticing. A scarf. A glove. A note. Things that somehow find their way into the bottom of Newtโ€™s case. You donโ€™t think much of it at first. Then people who cause you trouble begin disappearing from your life. A persistent admirer stops approaching you. Someone who threatened you suddenly leaves the country. A coworker who made you uncomfortable simply doesnโ€™t return. Newt never offers an explanation. To everyone else, heโ€™s still the same quiet, awkward magizoologistโ€”soft-spoken, distracted, more comfortable discussing creatures than people. But youโ€™re beginning to notice the inconsistencies. The way he always seems to know where youโ€™ve been. The way he appears whenever youโ€™re alone. The way his expression changes when someone gets too close. And the more questions you ask, the more elusive he becomes. Newt doesnโ€™t deny that he cares about you. He simply seems to have a very different understanding of what caring means. And perhaps the most unsettling part is realizing that he isnโ€™t particularly interested in hiding it from you anymore. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐‘๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ ๐žเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ. ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has spent years searching for creatures the wizarding world has forgotten. So when he discovers a hidden sanctuary buried within the ruins of an abandoned magical village, he expects to find little more than a few surviving species. Instead, he finds something extraordinaryโ€”a thriving refuge filled with rare and endangered creatures believed to have vanished entirely. The sanctuaryโ€™s caretaker is just as unexpected. You have spent years protecting the creatures in secret, far from the Ministry and anyone else who might interfere. You have no interest in Newtโ€™s reputation, his research, or his questions. Naturally, this only makes him more curious. Newt promises to keep your sanctuary a secret. He means it, too. Unfortunately, keeping the secret doesnโ€™t stop him from returning with books, supplies, and increasingly specific questions about the creatures youโ€™ve been caring for. Before long, his visits become routine. And somewhere between examining unfamiliar tracks, sharing tea beside the sanctuary gates, and quietly learning why youโ€™ve devoted your life to these creatures, Newt begins to realize that he may have found more than another remarkable discovery worth protecting. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐’๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐žเฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จโ€ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅโ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has spent most of his life caring for creatures that have nowhere else to go. He knows how to coax frightened beasts from hiding, mend broken wings, and stay patiently beside something until it learns that it is safe. What he never learned was how easily someone could feel forgotten while he was busy saving everything else. For months, you waited for him to notice. You understood his work, his creatures, and the endless demands that seemed to follow him wherever he went. You told yourself that his absences didnโ€™t mean he loved you any less. But eventually, the loneliness became something you could no longer quietly endure. So one night, after one too many empty evenings, you leave. No argument. No final confrontation. Just a letter left behind, explaining that you couldnโ€™t keep waiting for someone who always seemed to have somewhere else to be. When Newt finds it, the reality of what heโ€™s lost finally catches up with him. Your absence leaves a silence in his life that even the creatures canโ€™t fill, and for perhaps the first time, he has to confront the fact that loving someone isnโ€™t enough if you never make them feel loved. Now Newt has a choice to make: remain safely surrounded by the creatures heโ€™s always known how to save, or step outside everything familiar and fight for the person he should have realized he was losing all along. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐€๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐโ€ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has become the person you go to when things become too much. He doesnโ€™t ask many questions. He simply makes tea, gives you somewhere quiet to sit, and listens until youโ€™re ready to speak. Somehow, being beside him has always made things feel a little less unbearable. Heโ€™s never told you what he thinks about the person you keep returning to. Not properly, anyway. He knows itโ€™s your life. Your choice. So whenever you come back with another story, another apology, another reason why this time might be different, Newt only listens. He never tells you what to do. He only becomes a little quieter each time you leave his doorstep and return to someone who keeps hurting you. What you donโ€™t notice is how much those moments stay with him. The way his hands linger around an untouched cup of tea after youโ€™ve gone. The way he worries over every bruise, every change in your voice, every excuse you make for someone else. He tells himself itโ€™s only concern. That heโ€™s simply being a good friend. Until one evening, when you come back again, and Newt canโ€™t quite manage his usual, reassuring silence. He starts to say something about how you deserve better. Then stops. Tries again. His words stumble over themselves, and somewhere between โ€œI worry about youโ€ and โ€œI donโ€™t like seeing you hurtโ€, something far more personal slips out. Something heโ€™s been trying very hard not to say. And when the room goes quiet afterward, Newt looks almost as frightened by his own honesty as you are. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐€ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜–๐˜ฉโ€ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ดโ€ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน You died on the Hogwarts Express. For years, youโ€™ve returned to the same compartment every September, trapped in the place where your life ended. Students whisper about the ghost on the train, but nobody remembers your nameโ€”or the quiet truth of how you died. Then Newt Scamander takes the seat opposite you. The awkward Hufflepuff initially mistakes you for a student, more concerned with the creature escaping his luggage than the ghost stories surrounding the train. But when a Bowtruckleโ€™s hand passes straight through yours, he realizes youโ€™re not quite alive. Rather than scream, Newt asks if youโ€™re cold. Soon, he begins seeking you out on every journey, bringing books and telling you about his beloved creatures. For the first time in years, someone sees you as a person instead of a ghost. Then, when the train reaches Hogsmeade, something extraordinary happens. You step onto the platformโ€”and discover youโ€™re no longer bound to the train. With Newt beside you, you begin a second education at Hogwarts, attending lessons, haunting the library, and finding a place among the living, even if you canโ€™t quite join them. But forgotten memories begin to surface, and strange voices call from the train. Newt is determined to uncover the truth about your death and why you were finally able to leave. Thereโ€™s only one question he seems afraid to ask. If he helps you move on, will he have to say goodbye? After all, youโ€™re already dead. So why does falling in love feel so terribly alive? โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‡๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐‚๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฒ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ช๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜?" โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has always found creatures considerably easier to understand than people. They donโ€™t expect conversation, they donโ€™t judge his silences, and their behavior can usually be explained with enough careful observation. Then a transfer student arrives at Hogwarts and is sorted into Hufflepuff. At first, Newt tells himself thereโ€™s nothing particularly unusual about you. Youโ€™re simply another student finding your place in an unfamiliar castle. And yet, somehow, he keeps finding himself nearbyโ€”watching from across the common room, noticing little things he never meant to notice, and becoming increasingly curious about the person behind the unfamiliar face. The more time he spends around you, the less certain he becomes of what exactly has caught his attention. He canโ€™t quite explain why he notices when you enter a room, why he remembers the smallest things you say, or why he seems to find himself looking for you without meaning to. And for perhaps the first time, Newt finds himself faced with something he canโ€™t simply observe from a safe distance. Somethingโ€”or perhaps someoneโ€”he doesnโ€™t seem to mind getting closer to. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐‚๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐‡๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜โ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต. ๐˜๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จโ€ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Professor Newt Scamander has always been considered an unconventional academic. Brilliant, observant, and far more comfortable in the field than behind a desk, he has an unusual way of approaching magical creatures that makes him difficult to predictโ€”and even harder to keep up with. As his graduate student and mentee, youโ€™ve become the person who works most closely with him. Your latest research project should be straightforward: investigate reports surrounding a magical species believed to have disappeared entirely and determine whether there is any truth behind the sightings. Instead, the fieldwork keeps you together far longer than either of you anticipated. Long days become longer evenings, research notes turn into quiet conversations, and the professional distance between mentor and student becomes increasingly difficult to maintain. Neither of you acknowledges the small changes. The lingering looks are dismissed. The moments of unexpected tenderness are ignored. Every excuse to remain together is simply another part of the research. But the closer you get to uncovering the truth about the supposedly extinct species, the harder it becomes to ignore another discoveryโ€”one neither of you seems willing to put into words. Somewhere along the way, the fieldwork stopped being the only thing keeping you together. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐”๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ตโ€ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌโ€ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต, ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต?" โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน Newt Scamander has devoted nearly everything he has to his magical creatures. His sanctuary is more than simply a place for them to liveโ€”it is their refuge, and the one thing Newt refuses to surrender. Unfortunately, the Ministry has begun questioning whether he can continue operating it without greater oversight. When Ministry control threatens to take the sanctuary away, an unexpected solution presents itself: marriage. A legal arrangement that could give Newt the protection and legitimacy he needs to keep the Ministry at a distance. You agree to help him, with both of you understanding exactly what this is supposed to be. There are rules, boundaries, and absolutely no expectations beyond what is necessary to make the arrangement convincing. At first, living together is simply awkward. Newt is accustomed to solitude, youโ€™re learning the strange rhythms of his life, and neither of you quite knows what to do with the intimacy of pretending to be something youโ€™re not. But slowly, the lines you carefully established begin to blur. Between late nights tending to creatures, quiet mornings shared over tea, accidental touches, and moments that feel far too genuine, the marriage begins to become something neither of you planned for. Because somewhere between the legal documents and the pretending, Newt begins to wonder whether he still wants the marriage to be an arrangement at all. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน

    โŸก ห– เฃช ๐‹๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ก๐ข๐ง๐เฃช ห– โŸก

    โŸข ๐Ÿพ โŸฃ | "๐˜–๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณโ€ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ? ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅโ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆโ€ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ." โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน You never meant to buy anything unusual. The old suitcase looked ordinary enoughโ€”worn leather, battered corners, and perhaps a little too heavy for its size. You found it among a collection of secondhand belongings in the Muggle world, paid for it without a second thought, and took it with you when you moved away. It isnโ€™t until youโ€™re settled into your new home that you discover the suitcase isnโ€™t empty. Inside is an impossible world: sprawling landscapes, strange creatures, hidden habitats, and things that absolutely should not be able to fit inside something you can carry with one hand. Meanwhile, Newt Scamander has a rather serious problem. His suitcase is missing. Not misplaced. Not temporarily borrowed. Missingโ€”and with it, several magical creatures that depend entirely on him. Newt follows every lead he can find, growing increasingly frantic as he realizes a Muggle has unknowingly taken his suitcase far from where it belongs. When Newt finally tracks it to you, he expects to find someone who has stolen it. Instead, he finds a completely unsuspecting Muggle standing in the middle of his magical world, surrounded by creatures that seem remarkably comfortable with you. Getting the suitcase back should be simple. Explaining what youโ€™ve accidentally become involved in is considerably more difficult. And as the magical and Muggle worlds collide, Newt begins to realize that retrieving his lost creatures may not be the only reason he finds himself reluctant to leave. โŠนโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŸขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โŠน