Strings Attached

Chapter 10

"This constant failure in capturing Grindelwald is becoming life threatening. The said attack killed the future senator of New York. And everyone has been saying that that's a witch's doing. We need to tighten our search for Grindelwald." Madam President said.

"Madam President, why do you ask for our help now, when these attacks have been going on for months? Don't you think if you would have asked for the help earlier, Grindelwald would have been caught by now?" Celeste spoke up, and it led to a chain of whispers breaking out.

"British hitwitches and hit wizards were ordered to help the Greek, did you succeed in it?" Madam president challenged her. Celeste chuckled lightly before looking into her eyes..

"Madam President, it was just us. Six Greek aurors and two hit wizards from Britain. You were even reluctant to send Mr. Graves to help us. I won't be lectured by someone who thought he wasn't a big threat until America is now under fire. This is happening because of our own recklessness Madam President." Celeste said, and murmurs of agreement followed the statement.

"So what do you suggest we do Ms. Fischer?" The African minister of magic asked her. "We have our own spies searching New York, together. He can take on 6 people, but what if we are in greater numbers? And seeing the gravity of this situation, we need to find Grindelwald as soon as possible." Celeste said, looking around the auditorium.

"All this sounds wonderful, but how are we executing it? We-" Madam President was interrupted by a young lady entering the auditorium with a case in her hands.

"You better have a convenient reason for this interruption Goldstien." Madam President said in a warning tone. "I do have a good reason. Yesterday, a traveler entered New York. His case was full of creatures that managed to break out from his case." The lady said.

Celeste's eyes drastically widen at the description of the man. Case full of creatures. Oh Newt... Celeste grumbled internally as she watched the events unfold. She managed to zone out the conversation as she stared at the case in the lady's hands.

"Where are they?" Madam President's loud statement made Celeste flinch and break eye contact with the case and looked at Madam President.

Celeste then again looked at the lady keeping the case on the floor. Celeste started to tap the floor in nervousness. Please be someone else who has the same passion about creatures as Newt. Oh Merlin...

Celeste was practically on the edge of her seat as the case opened. She screwed her eyes shut as the familiar tuft of reddish brown hair came into the view. She cursed under her breath before opening her eyes.

"Who are they Goldstein?" Madam President asked, looking at the short plump man and the tall very shy looking man. "This Mr. Scamander, owner of the case." The lady said, pointing at Newt.

Newt still hasn't acknowledged the fact that Celeste was sitting just a few steps away from him. "Scamander? Theseus Scamander. One of the war heroes?" The African minister of Magic asked, his tone was of surprise.

"No, this is his brother. Newton Scamander." Celeste spoke up after a brief silence and dilemma. Newt's head snapped towards the source of her voice.

"What is this? Why are you here?" Celeste asked, her expression still shocked. "I was here to buy appaloosa Puffskein." Newt obviously lied because he mentioned his intention in the letter that arrived early in the morning.

"Right...then what is this?" Celeste asked, pointing at his case and the lady. "Who is that Goldstien?" Madam President asked, cutting the talk by pointing at the plump man.

"That's a no Maj Madam President." The goldstein woman said, and Celeste looked at Newt in a questioning manner. He just shrugged his shoulders a little bit.