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It is dusk, and the ground beneath your knees is rapidly cooling, when the owl arrives.
Oblivious to its landing, your focus instead trained on the large purple flowers before you. Carefully removing their delicate petals and placing them into the basket by your side, you continue working. The owl, impatient to deliver it’s letter hops closer and screeches at you for attention.
“Oh!” It startles you. You don’t think you’ve ever seen an owl look quite so serious, which is a special feat given the general nature of owls. “I’m sorry, I didn’t spot you there-” It offers it’s leg as if annoyed by your small talk and proves it by taking wing again the second you’ve removed the letter.
You watch it as it departs, the setting sun behind you, until it is little more than a speck in the distance, before turning your attention to the missive in your hand.
It’s heavy – on a thick parchment and the envelope bears the seal of MACUSA. Turning it over, you can see, even in the dim light the gold ink addressing it thus; ’For the urgent attention of Mr N. Scamander, Pennsylvania, United States of America.’
A glance at the flower bed, with almost all petals plucked, you stand grabbing your basket and return to the Newt’s suitcase as fast as your feet will carry you.
Lifting the lid, down the stairs and walking into the main enclosure – you spot Newt from afar, not tending to the creatures as you’d expect (although his hand is idly petting a wandering Diricrawl as you approach) – but reading another letter.
“Mr Scamander? This letter came for you…” You say offering it to him.
“Hmm?” He spares you the briefest glance before taking it from you and opening it, looking from one letter to the other, a slight frown pinching his brows together.
“Mr Scamander..?” You venture, after a minute, hoping for further illumination. He visibly snaps back to the real world and offers you a small, slight smile.
“We’ll be finishing up here, and then heading to New York.”
“New York, Mr. Scamander..? But I thought..?”
“My presence has been requested by the President it appears… Now, how was your mission? Ah, excellent. Excellent work…” He takes the basket of petals and heads off to store them, before feeding the creatures – presumably fully expecting you to follow.
As his apprentice, you really should. You feel slightly… Hesitant, however. In the short time you’ve worked for him Newt has never exactly shown a desire to follow the whims of authority. And he’s left the letters behind. It feels a little dishonest but… Well. With Mr. Scamander… You’ve learned that a little dishonesty isn’t always a bad thing and after all…
It is the easiest way to find out what’s going on…
So the only question is – Will you read the letters?
Yes – Read the Letters.
No – I wouldn’t do that.