At Newt's house that night, Credence couldn't sleep. He had been given the guest bedroom, but he just sat at the window, staring out at the very expensive CGI version of 1920s London. As he always did whenever he felt conflicted, Credence made the terrible decision to put his thoughts into song.
"Grindelwald says he's good," Credence sang plaintively, "but Newt says Dumbledore's good. I wish I knew who was really good. I wish I could rhyme something with good other than good. Maybe... wood?"
With sudden determination, Credence stood up and turned to walk through the house dramatically.
"I must know who I am," he sang at the top of his lungs, "and find who is my fam! Then I can push a pram while I eat ham, with jaaaaaaamm!"
By now, his annoying singing had woken up all the neighbors. Outside, people screamed in agony, and a random car crash occurred, all due to Credence's off-key singing. But somehow, Newt did not wake up.
By the way, it turns out that if Newt were living in 2020, he would be totally opposed to cancel culture. This is canon now.
"My answer is not here, inside of Newt's lair," sang Credence, as he strode up to Newt's front door. "I must go out there, but I don't know where. Then I can eat a pear while riding a mare and think of something else that rhymes with... theeeeeerre!"
And with that, Credence stepped out the door. After that, he had to dodge all the people throwing rotten tomatoes at him, but he still managed to get away.