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Thank you.

Would you like something else?

No. No, no, not just yet.
I'm waiting.

I'm expecting someone.

Would this be one
of your regular haunts?

I don't have any regular
haunts.

Let me see it.

Sometimes I imagine I still
feel it around my neck.

I carried it
for so many years.

How does it feel around yours?

We can free each other of it.

Love to chatter, don't they,
our Muggle friends.

Though one must admit,
they make a good cup of tea.

What you're doing is madness.

It's what we said we'd do.

-I was young. I was...
-Committed.

To me.

To us.

No.

I went along because...

Because?

Because I was in love
with you.

Yes.

But that's not why
you went along.

It was you who said
we could reshape the world.

That it was our birthright.

Can you smell it? The stench.

Do you really intend to turn
your back on your own kind?

For these animals?

With or without you, I'll burn
down their world, Albus.

There's nothing you can do
to stop me.

Enjoy your cup of tea.

She's ready.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Beautiful.

All right, you two.

Now, the tricky bit.

Accio.

I'm so sorry.

Twins.

You had twins.

Leave us.

Show me.

The others,
they said it was special.

Ooh, it's beyond special.

See?

See its eyes?

Those eyes see everything.

When a Qilin is born,
a righteous leader will rise

to change our world forever.

Her birth brings change,
Credence, to everything.

You did well.

Go.

Rest.

-There.

There.

I don't suppose
you'd like to tell me

what this is about, would you?

He just asked that we meet,

and that I be sure
to bring you.

Hmm. Right.

Here to meet my brother,
I expect.

No, sir. We're here
to see Albus Dumbledore.

-That would be my brother.
-Oh.

Sorry. I'm, um... Brilliant.

I'm Newt Scamander,
and this is Theseus--

Up the stairs.
First on the left.

Has Newt told you
why you're here?

Was he meant to?

No.
As a matter of fact.

There's something
that we, uh...

That, uh, Dumbledore wishes
to speak to you about.

It's a proposal.

All right.

You know what this is,
of course.

Newt had it in Paris.

I can't say I have much
experience with such things,

but it looks to me
to be a blood troth.

That would be correct.

And whose blood
is contained within?

Mine.

And Grindelwald's.

I'm assuming that's why
you can't move against him?

Yes.

Nor he against me.

Can I ask, what would possess
you to make such a thing?

Love.

Arrogance. Naivete.
Pick your poison.

We were young, we were
going to transform the world.

Mm.

This ensured that we would,

even if one of us
had a change of heart.

And what would happen
if you were to fight him?

It's really quite beautiful,
you have to admit.

Were I to even
think about defying it...

It knows, you see.

Albus.

It senses the betrayal
in my heart.

-Albus.

Albus.

That would be the least of it.

Young man's magic,
but as you can see,

powerful magic.

It can't be undone.

So this proposal,

I take it the Qilin
has something to do with it?

He promises
he won't tell a soul.

If we're to defeat him,

the Qilin's only part of it.

The world as we know it
is coming undone.

Gellert's pulling it apart
with hate, bigotry.

Things that seem
unimaginable today will seem

inevitable tomorrow,

if we don't stop him.

Should you agree
to do what I ask,

you'll have to trust me.

Even when every instinct
tells you not to.

Let's hear it.

Does he send you to spy on me?

No.

But he asks.

What ya thinkin',
what ya feeling.

And the others?

Does he ask what
they're thinking and feeling?

Yes, but it's mostly you.

And do you tell him?

-You do.

Who's reading whose mind now?

Tell me what you see.

You're a Dumbledore.

It's an important family.

You know this
because he's told you.

He's also told you
they abandoned you.

That you were a...
A dirty secret.

Um... He says
Dumbledore abandoned him too,

and he knows how you feel.

And for that reason...

For that reason,
he's asked you to kill him.

I want you to go now, Queenie.

I don't tell him.

Not always.

Not everything.

Hey, we're...

Queenie.

Hi, sweetie.

Honey...

look at your bakery.

It's like a ghost town.

Yeah, well, I missed you.

Oh, baby.

Why don't you come here?

Come here.

-Hey.

Everything's
gonna be all right.

Everything's
gonna be just fine.

Hey, sweetheart,
what brings you downtown?

I really hope
you didn't spend all day

coming up with that.

Oh, you want scary,
is that what you want?

You know what it is,

you just aren't
menacing enough.

I think I'm plenty menacing.

Am I not menacing?

Maybe if you waved
your arms around,

you know, like a crazy man,

then you'd appear
more menacing.

That's good. A little more.

A little more.

Keep going. Perfect.

-Three, two, one.

Hey!

That's enough. Get outta here.

What's on your mind,
baker boy?

Ah, jeez.

You should be ashamed
of yourselves.

Oh, well, we're not.

It's a lady.

I tell you what,

I'll give you the first shot.
Go ahead.

You sure?

Oh, boy.

Last time I ever help
that woman out again.

Lally!

Whoopsie, Frank. Sometimes
I forget my own strength.

I'll take it from here.
Thank you!

Welcome.

-Catch you later, Lally.
-Bye, Stanley.

I'll be over for a game
of Befudler Dudley soon.

-All right.

That's my cousin Stanley.
He's a wizard.

No.

Please! It's early,
don't make me work for it.

I said I wanted out,
and I want out.

Come now, Mr. Kowalski.

Can't believe my therapist
said you wizards don't exist.

What a waste of money!

You do know
I'm a witch, right?

Yeah.

-Look...

...you seem like
a really nice witch.

You don't know what I've been
through with you people.

So, could you please
get out of my life?

-A little over a year ago...
-Oh, my...

...in the hopes of securing
a small business loan,

you walked through the doors
of the Steen National Bank,

located about six blocks
from here.

You then made the acquaintance
of Newt Scamander,

the world's foremost and,
albeit only, magizoologist.

You then learned of a world

you had previously
been wholly unaware of.

You met and fell in love

with a witch
named Queenie Goldstein,

had your brain wiped
by means of Obliviation,

only it didn't take.

And as a result, you reunited
with Ms. Goldstein who,

after your refusal
to marry her, mm,

decided to join
Gellert Grindelwald

and his dark army
of followers,

who pose
the single greatest threat

to both your world and ours
in four centuries.

How did I do?

That was good.

Except for the part

about Queenie going over
to the dark side.

I mean, yeah,
she's cuckoo.

But she's got a heart bigger
than this whole crazy island,

and she's so smart, you know?

She can legitimately
read your brain, you know,

she's a whatchamacallit...

-A Legilimens.
-Yeah.

Look...

-You see this?

You see the pan?
That's me, I'm the pan.

I'm all dented, dime-a-dozen.
I'm just a schmo.

I don't know
what kind of crazy ideas

you have
in your head there, lady,

but I'm sure as hell you could
do a lot better than me.

Goodbye.

I don't think we can,
Mr. Kowalski.

You could have ducked under
the counter, but you didn't.

You could have looked
the other way, but you didn't.

In fact, you were willing
to put yourself in danger

to save a perfect stranger.

Seems to me you're just
the kind of average Joe

the world needs right now.

You just don't know it yet.

That's why I had to show you.

We need you, Mr. Kowalski.

All right.

Call me Jacob.

Call me Lally.

-Lally.
-Mm.

I gotta lock up.

-Thanks.
-Much better, Jacob.

I believe you know
how this works, Jacob.

Mm.

What did they say
at the Ministry?

Liu or Santos?

Officially, the Ministry
takes no position.

Unofficially,
smart money's on Santos.

Although anyone
would be better than Vogel.

Anyone?

I don't believe
he's on the ballot, Kama.

He also happens
to be a fugitive.

Is there a difference?

Spinning!
Always with the spinning.

Jacob.

Welcome. You brilliant man.

Sorry.

I was absolutely sure

that Professor Hicks
would convince you.

Yeah.

You know me, pal.

I can't pass up
a good Portkey.

Mr. Scamander.

Professor Hicks.

At long last.

So, Professor Hicks and I,

we've corresponded
for many years,

but we've never actually met.

So, her book on advanced
charm casting is a must-read.

Newt is far too kind.

Fantastic Beasts
is required reading

for all my fifth years.

Now, let me make
some introductions.

So, this is, um,
Bunty Broadacre,

my indispensable assistant
for the past seven years.

Eight... years.

And 164 days.

Hmm.

As you can see, indispensable.

And this is...

Yusuf Kama.

Pleasure.

And you, obviously, already
made Jacob's acquaintance.

Newt.

So... So, this is my brother,
Theseus,

and, um, he works
for the Ministry.

Actually, head
of the British Auror Office.

Ah! Well, I'll have to ensure

my wand registration's
up to date.

Yes.

Although, strictly speaking,

that doesn't fall
within my purview.

Oh.

All right then.

Well, I imagine
that you're all wondering

why you find yourselves here.

And in anticipation of that,

Dumbledore asked
that I convey a message.

So, Grindelwald
has the ability

to see snatches of the future.

So, we have to assume that
he'll be able to anticipate

what we do before we do it.

So, if we hope to defeat him
and to save our world,

to save your world, Jacob,

then our best hope
is to confuse him.

Uh...

'Scuse me.

I'm sorry. How do you confuse
a guy that can see the future?

Countersight.

Exactly.

The best plan being no plan.

Or, many overlapping plans.

Thus, confusion.

It's working on me right now.

In fact, Dumbledore asked that
I give you something, Jacob.

It's snakewood.

It's, uh, somewhat rare.

Are you kiddin' me right now?

Is this thing real?

Yes.

Well, it doesn't have a core,
so sort of, but yes.

It's sorta real?

More importantly, where
we're going, you'll need it.

Now, there's something
for you too, I think, Theseus.

Um...

-Teddy, please let go now.

-Teddy, please let go.

No. Teddy, will you behave?

This is Theseus'...

Um, that's...

Well, of course.

Now everything makes sense.

Um, Lally, I believe you were
given some reading material?

You know what they say.

A book can take you around
the world and back,

all you have to do is open it.

She ain't kiddin'.

Yes, uh, Bunty, um...

that's for you.

I was told
it was for your eyes only.

Oh.

Oh.

And, Kama.

I have what I need.

What about Tina?
Uh, is Tina coming?

Tina's not available.

Um...

Tina's been promoted,
she's very, very busy from...

Well, from what I understand.

Tina's been made head
of the American Auror Office.

-Oh.
-We know each other well.

She's quite
a remarkable woman.

She is.

So, this is the team
that's gonna take down

the most dangerous wizard
we've faced in over a century.

A magizoologist,
his indispensable assistant,

a schoolteacher,

a wizard descended
from a very old French family,

and...

a Muggle baker

with his fake wand.

Hey, we got you too, pal,

and his wand works.

Who wouldn't like our chances?

Oh. Uh...

You're all right, little one.

Berlin.

Wonderful.

Kama,

stay safe.

I must be going too now, Newt.

No one can know everything,

not even you.

Right.

Well, here it is.

Huh.

German Ministry of Magic?

Yes.

I take it we're here
for a reason.

Yes, we have
a tea ceremony to attend,

and if we don't hurry up,
we'll be late.

Jacob, stay with the group.

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Evening...

Helmut.

-Theseus.

Hey, hey.

They're with me.

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Incendio.

I take it we're not here
for the finger sandwiches.

Uh, no, I have
a message to deliver.

A message?

To who?

Mr. Vogel,
it's a pleasure to be here.

It's an honor to meet you.

You are joking.

No.

What am I even
doing here? Let's go outside.

I'm not very good
in these situations.

These situations?

-With all the people,
the fancy people.

Hello.

I saw you enter the room

and I thought to myself,

Edith, that's
an interesting-looking man.

Jacob Kowalski.

How are you?
Very nice to meet you.

And where is it you hail from,
Mr. Kowalski?

Queens.

Ah!

Sorry, Herr Vogel.

Sorry, I wonder
if I could have a word?

Oh!

Merlin's beard,
it's Mr. Scamander, isn't it?

Herr Vogel...

I have a message
from a friend,

and it cannot wait.

Do what is right,

not what is easy.

He said it was important
that I reach you tonight,

that you hear them tonight,
the words.

It's time, sir.

Is he here?

In Berlin?

No, of course not.

Why leave Hogwarts when
the world outside is burning?

I thank you, Mr. Scamander.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I see many familiar faces
here tonight.

Colleagues, friends,

foes.

Within the next 48 hours,

you, along with the rest of
the Wizarding World,

will choose
our next great leader.

A choice
that will shape our lives

for generations to come.

I have little doubt that,
no matter who should triumph,

the Confederation
will be in able hands.

Liu Tao.

Vicencia Santos.

Thank you, thank you.

It's in moments such as these
we are reminded

that it is this peaceful
transfer of power

which marks our humanity

and demonstrates to the world
that, despite our differences,

all voices
deserve to be heard...

even voices which many
may find disagreeable.

Newt.

Any of those lot
look familiar to you?

Paris. The night that Leta...

They were with Grindelwald.

Mm.

And so, after
an extensive investigation,

the Confederation
has concluded

that insufficient evidence
exists

to prosecute
Gellert Grindelwald

for the crimes
against the Muggle community

-of which he was accused.

He is hereby absolved
of all his alleged crimes.

Are you kidding me?

They're letting the guy off?

I was there,
he was killing people.

You're under arrest.

All of you.

Wands down!

Theseus.

Theseus!

Newt, Newt. Not here.

Newt, we don't stand a chance.

Let's go. Newt,

they have the German Ministry.
We've got to go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

It ain't right.
That's not justice.

"Extended investigation."
I was there.

Were you there?
Were you there? I was there.

-You just let a killer off!
-Jacob.

Whoa!

We have to go. We have to go.

Jacob, let's go.

That's very good.

Her favorite.

Remember how she begged Mother
to make it?

Ariana.

Mother claimed it calmed her,

but I think
that was wishful thinking.

Albus.

I was there.

I grew up in the same house.

Everything you saw, I saw.

Everything.

Read the sign, you stupid sod.

I'm sorry to disturb you,
Albus.

Tell me, what is it?

It's Berlin.

What happened?

Vogel has absolved
Gellert of all his crimes.

He's free.
He says there's no proof.

He tried to arrest Aurors
who were there

the night Leta Lestrange
was murdered.

Rather disappointing.

I'm going to need someone
to cover my morning classes.

Can I impose on you?

Of course.
And, Albus, please be...

I'll do my best.

Evening, Aberforth.

Evening, Minerva.

Apologies for calling you
a stupid sod.

Apology accepted.

I'm afraid I'll
have to cut our evening short.

Off to save the world, are we?

That will take
a better man than me.

Don't ask.

There are thousands
in the streets

chanting your name.

You're a free man.

Tell the others
to prepare to leave.

-Tonight?
-Tomorrow.

We'll have a visitor
in the morning.

Why does it stay
with him?

It must sense
what he's about to do.

And you're sure

that he can kill Dumbledore?

His pain is his power.

The man
that I am inquiring about

is the head
of the British Auror Office.

How can you have misplaced

the head
of the British Auror Office?

As our contention said,

since he was
never in our custody,

we never misplaced him.

Sir, there were dozens
of people there.

Any one of them
could corroborate...

-And your name is?
-Let's get out of here.

Wait a minute, that's the guy.

Come here. Come here.

Excuse me!

Hey!

That's the guy.
He knows where Theseus is.

Hello!

Where's Theseus?

That's him.
He knows about Theseus.

Newt.

Ah.

Albus.

Theseus has been taken
to the Erkstag.

Wait, no, but the Erkstag
shut down years ago.

Yes, well,

it's the Ministry's secret
little bed and breakfast now.

You'll need this to see him.

-And one of these.

-Mm-hmm.
-And this.

-Wait, wait, wait.

I trust you're enjoying
your wand, Mr. Kowalski?

Me? Oh, uh... Yeah, thank you,
Mr. Dumbledore.

It's a real pip.

I advise you to keep it close.

-Professor Hicks.
-Dumbledore.

Assuming you're
not otherwise engaged,

and frankly even if you are,

I encourage you to attend
tonight's candidates' dinner.

Take Mr. Kowalski.

I'm quite certain there'll be
an assassination attempt.

Anything you can do
to scotch that

will be greatly appreciated.

It's my pleasure.

I shall welcome the challenge.

Besides,
I'll have Jacob with me.

Oh, not to worry.

Professor Hicks'
defensive magic is superb.

Until next time.

Such a flatterer.

Well, not really.
It is superb.

Albus!

I was just wondering...

Ah.

Yes.

-The case.
-Yes.

Rest assured,
it's in safe hands.

Can I help you?

Yes.

I'd like to have this case
replicated, please.

Certainly.

Oh. No, you mustn't open it.

Um, I mean,
it's not necessary.

The interior isn't important.

I see no reason
I can't make you one.

If you leave it here.

Oh. No...

I couldn't leave it.

And I'll be needing
more than one.

You see, um...

my husband...
he's a bit absentminded.

He's always forgetting things.

Just the other day, he forgot
he was married to me.

Can you imagine?

But I love him.

Exactly how many
were you thinking?

Um...

Half a dozen,

and I'll need them
in two days' time.

Show your hands.

Who are you?

My name is Yusuf Kama.

Who's our visitor?

I'm an admirer.

You murdered his sister.

Her name was Leta.

Leta Lestrange.

Ah, yes.

You and your sister
share an ancient bloodline.

Shared.

That's the only thing
we shared.

Dumbledore sent you,
am I right?

He fears you're in possession
of a creature.

He fears the use
you may put it to.

He sent me here to spy on you.

What would you like
me to tell him?

Queenie.

Is he telling the truth?

What else?

Even though
he believes in you,

he holds you responsible
for his sister's death.

He carries her absence
with him every day.

Every breath he takes
is a reminder
that she breathes no more.

Then I presume you won't mind

if I relieve you
of your sister's memory.

Right?

Right.

There.

Better?

I thought so.

When we allow ourselves
to be consumed by anger,

the only victim is ourself.

Now, we were just
about to depart.

Perhaps you'd like to join us?

Come, we can talk some more

about our mutual friend,
Dumbledore.

After you.

Hello, Credence.

Do you know what it's like
to have no one?

To always be alone?

It's you.

You're the one sending
messages in the mirror.

I'm a Dumbledore.

You abandoned me.

The same blood that runs
my veins runs yours.

He's not here for you.

He's here for me.

Things are not quite
what they appear, Credence,

no matter
what you've been told.

My name is Aurelius.

He's lied to you.

Kindled your hate.

What he's told you
isn't true...

but we do share
the same blood.

You are a Dumbledore.

I'm sorry for your pain.

We didn't know, I promise.

I've come
to see my brother.

His name is Theseus Scamander.

Sorry, that's, uh...

Wand.

Oh, that's, uh...

I'm... I'm a magizoologist.

He's perfectly harmless.
He's...

He's just a pet, really.

-Sorry.

That's Teddy.

He's a total nightmare,
truth be told.

They stay here.

So, how will I know
where to find him?

He's your brother?

Yes.

He will be the one
who looks like your brother.

I will be back, Pick.

On my word.

"I'll be back, Pick.

On my word."

And I'll be Minister of Magic
one day.

-Take us 'round the back.

It's not safe here.

No.

Roll it down.

What?

The window.

Roll it down.

Grindelwald! Grindelwald!

No. No!

Those people

aren't suggesting
we listen to them.

They aren't
asking us to listen.

They're demanding it.

You're actually proposing that
that man be allowed to stand?

Yes.

Yes, let him stand.

Gellert Grindelwald
wants a Muggle-wizard war,

and if he gets his wish,

he won't just destroy
their world,

he'll destroy ours as well.

Which is why he cannot win.

Let him stand as a candidate.

Let the people vote.

When he loses,
the people will have spoken.

But deny them their voices,

and those streets
will run with blood.

Theseus.

Theseus.

Lally,

the guy with the hair,

sitting next to Edith.

He looks like
he can kill somebody.

He also looks like
my Uncle Dominic.

Is your Uncle Dominic

the Norwegian Minister
of Magic?

No.

Didn't think so.

Queenie.

Queenie.

Ah.

Madam Santos, a pleasure.

Your supporters
are in fine voice.

As are yours, Mr. Grindelwald.

Rescuing me, are you?

That's the general idea.
-Huh.

And I presume this,

whatever it is that
you are doing, is strategic.

Yes, a technique
called limbic mimicry.

It discourages
violent engagement,

theoretically.

I've only actually ever
attempted it once before.

-And the results?
-Uh...

Inconclusive.

Course that was
a laboratory setting

and the conditions
were strictly controlled,

and the...

Well, the current conditions
are more volatile,

so making it less predictive
of the ultimate outcome.

The ultimate outcome
presumably...

being our survival.

Well done, come on.

And the plan is?

Hold this.

What the bloody
hell was that for?

Um...

We're gonna need some help.

Follow me.

Come on.

You're not swiveling properly.

Swivel...

Swivel, but delicately.

I'm swiveling
like you're swiveling, Newt.

I don't believe you are.

Swivel.

Go to him.

Queenie.

Tell him it's all right.

I can see he's failed.

He'll have another chance.

It's his loyalty I most value.

Stay here.

Oh.

Apologies.

Hmm.

Let her go.

Excuse me?

-Assassin!
-Huh?

Huh?

No, wait.

Newt!

Accio!

Grab the tie.

That was a Portkey.

Yeah.

Well done, you two.

Not that either of you asked,

but I would highly recommend
learning Charms.

Lally.

What kept you two?

Uh, we encountered
some complications. You?

We encountered
some complications.

Jacob tried
to murder Grindelwald?

-It's a long story.

Is it really snakewood?

Yes, it's really snakewood.

-Can I...
-Mm-mm.

Very dangerous.

It's very powerful.

It's rare. If it got
in the wrong hands, you know,

mess you up.

Where did you get it?

I got it for Christmas.

Jacob,

look who I found.

Hey.

It's my wizard friends,
Newt and Theseus.

We're like this, okay,
and that's me right there.

I gotta go.
All right, have fun.

Don't do anything
I wouldn't do.

Can you believe this place?

They got pint-sized
little witches and wizards

running around here.

You don't say.

I was the assassin.

Newt and Theseus
both went to Hogwarts.

Oh, I knew that.

Well, they're being
very nice to me.

The Slytherin boys over there,
they gave me these.

They're delicious.
Who wants one?

I never cared for cockroach
clusters much myself,

although Honeydukes
are supposed to be the best.

Off you go.

McGonagall.

Albus.

Well done.

All of you, well done.

Congratulations.

-Congratulations?
-Indeed.

Professor Hicks managed
to foil an assassination.

And you are alive
and you are well.

The fact that everything
didn't go precisely to plan

was precisely the plan.

Countersight 101.

Albus, forgive me, but aren't
we back where we started?

Actually, I would argue
that things are...

a great deal worse.

You haven't told them,
have you?

Grindelwald's been allowed
to stand in the election.

-What?
-But how?

Because Vogel chose easy
over right.

Hmm.

It's all right.

Bhutan.

Correct.
Three points to Hufflepuff.

The kingdom of Bhutan

sits high
in the Eastern Himalayas.

It's a place
of indescribable beauty.

Some of our most important
magic has its origins there.

They say if you
listen carefully enough,

the past whispers to you.

It also happens to be where
the election will be held.

He can't win, can he?

Only a few days ago he was
a fugitive from justice.

Now he is
an official candidate

in the International
Confederation of Wizards.

Dangerous times
favor dangerous men.

By the way,

we'll be dining with
my brother in the village.

Should you need anything
before then, Minerva is here.

Dumbledore has a brother?

Huh.

Here we are.

Bunty, you're here.

Yes.

How is she?

Oh, she's fine.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's Alfie done now?

Wait, you've not been biting

Timothy's bottom again,
have you?

Miss Broadacre,

I trust my brother
has been a gracious host?

Yes, ever so gracious.

I'm delighted to hear.

Uh, so,
rooms have been arranged

for you in the village,

and Aberforth here

will prepare you
a delicious dinner,

his own recipe.

There's more of that
if you want it.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Astonishing.

Never has something
that looks so repellent

tasted so delicious.

-Who is this little one?

Do you mind?

She's a Qilin, Jacob.

She's incredibly rare.

One of
the most beloved creatures

in the Wizarding World.

Why?

'Cause she can see
into your soul.

Oh. Oh!

You're kidding me.

No. So, if you are
good and worthy,

then she'll see that.

But if, on the other hand,
you're cruel and deceitful,

then she'll know that too.

Oh, yeah?

Does she just
tell you that or...

Not exactly tells.

Well, she bows,

but only in the presence of
someone truly pure of heart.

I mean, almost none of us are,
of course,

no matter how good of a person
one tries to be.

There was actually a time,
many, many years ago,

when the Qilin chose
who'd lead us.

No...

-Whoa. Woop. Whoa...

Okay.
All right, already.

Here you go.

Thriving.

He's just hungry.

-Look at him.
-She really likes you,

-Jacob.
-Oh, all right.

It's okay.

Come with me.

I'll help you.

He's your son, Aberforth.

He needs you.

Newt.

Come in.

Albus, the mirror downstairs,
there's a message.

Close the door.

It's from Credence, Newt.

The summer
Gellert and I fell in love,

my brother
fell in love as well,

with a girl from the Hollow.

She was sent away.

There were rumors
about a child.

Credence...

He's a Dumbledore.

If I'd been a better friend...

to Aberforth, if I'd been
a better brother...

he might have confided in me.

Perhaps things would have been
different, and this boy...

could have been part of
our lives, part of our family.

Credence can't be saved,
I know you know that.

But he may yet
be able to save us.

Phoenix ash.

The bird comes to him
because he's dying, Newt.

I know the signs.

You see...

my sister was an Obscurial.

And like Credence, she never
learned to express her magic.

Over time it grew darker
and began to poison her.

Worst of all, none of us were
capable of easing her pain.

Can you tell me
how it is that...

or how it came
to an end for her?

Gellert and I had made plans
to go away together.

My brother didn't approve.

One night, he confronted us.

Voices were raised,
threats made.

Aberforth drew his wand,
which was foolish.

I drew my wand,
which was even more foolish.

Gellert just laughed.

No one heard
Ariana coming down the stairs.

Can't say for certain
it was my...

spell.

Doesn't really matter.

One minute she was there,

and the next she was gone.

I'm so sorry, Albus.

But if it's of any comfort,

perhaps she was saved
some pain...

Don't.

Don't disappoint me, Newt.

You of all people.

Your honesty is a gift...

even if at times
a painful one.

Our friends downstairs will be
tired and wanting to go home.

You should... You should go.

Albus,
Lally said something earlier

about most of us
being ultimately imperfect.

But even if we make mistakes,
terrible things...

we can try
to make things right.

And that's what matters...

trying.

We're with you.

Thank you.

Our time is close,
my brothers and sisters.

Days of hiding are over.

The world will hear our voice.

And it will be deafening.

You didn't come here
to betray Dumbledore.

You know
in your pure-blood heart,

your place is here.

To believe in me
is to believe in yourself.

Prove your loyalty, Mr. Kama.

...Vulnera Sanentur.

Rennervate Vulnera Sanentur.

Rennervate Vulnera Sanentur.

Rennervate Vulnera Sanentur.

There.

There, there.

There.

Come, look.

Hmm.

This is why we are special.

To conceal our powers

is not merely
an affront to ourselves...

it's sinful.

Was there another?

Another?

That night,
was there another Qilin?

I don't think so...

That's twice you failed me.

Do you not understand
the danger you put me in?

One last chance.

Understood?

Find it.

Hey, Newt.

What is this place?

The room we require.

I trust you all have
the tickets

that Bunty gave you?

You'll need them to
gain access to the ceremony.

What do you think, Newt?

Can you tell
which one is yours?

No.

Good.
I'd be worried if you could.

I assume the Qilin's
in one of these cases.

Yes.

-Well, which one is it?
-Which one indeed.

Ooh, it's like
a three-card monte thing.

Like a shell game thing.

Like a short con.

Never mind,
it's a Muggle thing.

Grindelwald will do anything
within his powers

to get his hands
on our rare friend.

Therefore,
it's essential that we keep

whoever he dispatches
on his behalf guessing,

so the Qilin gets
to the ceremony safely.

If, by teatime, the Qilin,
not to mention all of us,

are still alive,

we should consider
our efforts a success.

For the record,
nobody ever died

playing three-card monte.

An important distinction.

All right,
everybody choose a case

and we'll be on our way.

Mr. Kowalski, you and I
will proceed together first.

Me?

Okay.

I'm looking forward to you
educating me a little further

on the finer points
of three-card monte.

Mm.

My pleasure.

Well...

Good luck, everybody.

Good luck.

And you too, Bunty girl.

See you, Bunty.

It is not lost
on those of us in leadership

that we are currently
a world divided.

Each day brings
talk of another conspiracy.

Each hour
another dark whisper.

These whispers have
only increased in recent days,

with the addition
of a third candidate.

There is only one way
to leave absolutely no doubt

that a worthy candidate exists

amongst the three
you have been presented.

As every schoolboy
and girl knows,

the Qilin
is the purest of creatures

in our wonderful
magical world.

It cannot be deceived.

Let the Qilin unite us.

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Come.

-Where to, next?

Uh, this is where I leave you.

I'm... I'm sorry, you're what?

Leaving me?

I have to meet someone else,
Mr. Kowalski.

Not to worry,

you'll be perfectly safe.

You don't have the Qilin.

Feel free to drop the case
at the first hint of trouble.

One other thing,
if you don't mind me saying.

You should
stop doubting yourself.

You have something most men
go their entire lives without.

Do you know what that is?

A heart that is full.

Only a truly brave man

could open himself up
so honestly and completely,

as you do.

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Santos! Santos! Santos!

Cases, please.

Hey, fellas.

Woo-hoo-hoo.

He's angry.

Wait. Open them,
make sure it's in there.

Idiots.

How long does he have?

Here. Hey. Hi.

You're in danger, all right?

-You need to leave.
-Well...

I can't... I can't go, okay?

I can't come home.

It's too late for me,
all right?

Some mistakes,
they're just too big.

-Can you listen to me?

There's no time.
I was followed.

I gave 'em the slip,

but it won't be long
before they find me.

-They're gonna find us.
-I don't care.

All I got is us.

I make no sense without us.

Jacob, what? Come on...

I don't love you anymore.
Just get outta here.

You're the worst liar in
the world, Queenie Goldstein.

You hear that?

What? No.

That's a sign.

Oh, man.

-Oh, come on.
-Come here, come here.

Close your eyes.

Please close your eyes.

You know
what Dumbledore said to me?

No.

He said
that I got a full heart.

He's wrong.

I'm always gonna have room
in there for you.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

You know it.

Look at me.

Queenie Goldstein.

Mr. Scamander.

We've never been
properly introduced.

Henrietta Fischer,

Herr Vogel's attache.

Ah. Yes, uh,

hello.

I can take you up.

There's a private entrance for
members of the High Council.

If you just follow me.

I'm sorry,
why would you do that?

Take me up?

Isn't it obvious?

No, frankly, it's, uh, not.

Dumbledore sent me.

I know what you have
in that case, Mr. Scamander.

He should be here
any minute.

What kept you?

I thank the candidates
for their words.

Each represents
a distinct vision

of how we will not shape
only our world,

but the non-magical world
as well.

Which brings us

to the most important part
of our ceremony,

the walk of the Qilin.

The Qilin has seen.

Seen goodness,

strength,

qualities essential to lead
and to guide us.

Who do you see?

Gellert Grindelwald is the new
leader of the magical world

by acclamation.

This is the man
who tried to take my life.

This man, who has no magic,

who would marry a witch
and pollute our blood,

create a forbidden union
that would make us less,

make us weak, like his kind.

He's not alone, my friends.

There are thousands
who seek to do the same.

There can only be one response
to such vermin.

No.

-Crucio.

No!

Make him stop!

Our war with the Muggles
begins today.

-Jacob.

He's lying to you.

That creature is dead.

-Not now. Wait.

He did it to trick you.

He killed it and bewitched it

so that you might think him
worthy to lead.

But he doesn't want
to lead you.

He just wants you to follow.

Words.

Words designed to deceive.

To make you doubt what you've
seen with your own two eyes.

There were two Qilins
born that night.

A twin.
And I know that...

I know that...

Because?

Because you have no proof.

Because there was
no second Qilin.

Am I not right?

Its mother
had been killed, it...

Then where is it now,
Mr. Scamander?

No one can know
everything, Newt.

Remember?

I don't get it.

She can't hear you,
little one.

Not here...

but perhaps somewhere
she's listening.

This is the true Qilin.

Look at it,

you can see it
with your own eyes.

-This is the true...

This can't be allowed
to stand.

The vote must be taken again.

Come on, Anton. Do something.

You...

No, no, no, please.

I'm honored.

But just as two of you
were born that night,

there's another here,
equally worthy.

I'm certain of it.

Thank you.

Who will love you now,
Dumbledore?

You're all alone.

I was never your enemy.

Then, or now.

Did you ever think of me?

Always.

Come home.

-Here she is.

Well done, Bunty.

Come on, little one.

I'm sorry. I must have
given you an awful fright.

No, I think, um,

sometimes it takes
losing something

to realize
quite how much it means.

And sometimes you just...

Sometimes you just know.

-Right, in you pop.

Mr. Kowalski.

I owe you an apology.

It... It was never my intent

for you to suffer
the Cruciatus curse.

Yeah...

Well, you know, we got Queenie
back, so we're square.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

-Can I keep this?

For, like, old times' sake?

I can't think of anyone
more deserving.

Thanks, Professor.

-Remarkable.
-But how?

I thought you couldn't
move against one another.

We didn't.

He sought to kill,
I sought to protect.

Our spells met.

Let's call it fate.

After all, how else
will we fulfill our destinies?

Albus.

Promise me.

You'll find him
and you'll stop him.

Albert,
don't forget the pierogis.

Yes, Mr. K.

Albert.

No more than eight minutes
on the kolaczkis.

Yes, Mr. K.

He's a sweet kid.
He doesn't know

the difference between
paszteciki and golabki.

-Hey, sweetheart.
-What?

Newt doesn't know
what you're talking about.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

And you are not working today,
remember?

-Oh!

Oh, are you all right, honey?

Oh, you're nervous about
the speech. Don't be nervous.

Tell him, honey.

Don't be nervous
about the speech.

-I'm not nervous.

What is the smell?
Why is there burning?

-Albert?

Mm. Maybe we're nervous
about something else, huh?

I can't imagine
what you're talking about.

Mm-hmm.

So, the day
that I first met Jacob...

Uh...

The day
that I first met Jacob,

we were both sitting
in the Steen National Bank.

Never would I...

The maid of honor, I presume?

The best man, I gather?

You've done something
to your hair.

No.

Oh.

Well, yes, actually, just...

Just for tonight.

-Well, it suits you.
-Thank you, Newt.

Oh.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Look who's...

Hi.

So good to see you.

-Hi.
-How are you?

You look wonderful, Lally.

Well, thank you, Newt.
I appreciate it.

Good luck.

Tina, come on.
You must tell me

-how MACUSA's been.
-See you inside.

-What about me? How do I look?

-You all right?
-You look fine.

-You okay?
-Yeah, I'm all right.

You're not nervous, are you?

Can't be nervous
about a speech

after saving the world. Hmm.

It's a historic day.

Where once was before,
there will now be after.

Funny how historic days
seem so ordinary

when you're living them.

Well, perhaps
that's what happens

when the world
gets things right.

Mm, it's jolly nice to know
it happens occasionally.

I didn't know
if I'd see you here.

I wasn't sure
you would, either.

-Hey, Newt.

Yes.

Jacob seems to think
he's lost the ring.

Please tell me you've got it.

No, it's all good. Yep.

Whew.

-That scared me. Jacob!

Good man, Pick.

I should probably, um...

Thank you, Newt.

What for?

Pick your poison.

I really couldn't have done it
without you.

I'd do it again,
by the way.

Should you ask.

Okay.

Hey.

-Hey!
-Hello!

Bunty!

Bunty!

Wow, you're so beautiful.

Oh.

I can't believe it.

This is, um...
This is Albert.

I don't know
if you've met Albert, yet?

Have you met Lally?