Professor Dumbledore. Everyone is scared
of something. Riddikulus. Newt. You’re up next. That’s an unusual one. What Mr. Scamander fears
above everything else is… Having to work in
an office, sir. Go ahead, Newt. Riddikulus. Magic blooms… only in rare souls. Still, we must skulk in shadows. But the old ways
serve us no longer. I take it you’ve heard the rumors. Grindelwald had a vision… that he would rise to dominance
over the Wizarding world. So you’re asking me
to help hunt him down? I can’t move against
Grindelwald. It has to be you. In your shoes,
I’d probably refuse too. It’s late.
Good evening, Newt. Oh, come on. You underestimate your
talents, Mr. Scamander. Their arrogance is
a key to our victory. Muggles are not lesser. Not disposable. You’re too good, Newt. You never met a monster
you couldn’t love. Credence! Mr. Scamander! Do you think Dumbledore
will mourn for you? Are you… Are you a ghost? No, I’m alive. But I’m an alchemist
and therefore immortal. Oh. Nicolas Flamel. Jacob Kowalski. You don’t look a day over 375.