He could already feel the uncomfortable feeling of the portkey go away slowly, to slow for his liking, that is why he hated portkeys, they were just too much for him. He began to take in his surroundings, it was a office, a familiar office… then he looks up the desk, it was Madam president office, and not only that, she was angry at him, he looked down at him just as she had looked at Tina last December when she had captured him for the first time, she was enraged.
"Scamander, I hope that you are here to help us with the smugglers on Mexico." She said with that arrogant and imperious voice that only a head of state can successfully cast.
Newt began to mumble incomprehensible things. "We are here on personal matters" responded Theseus at seeing his brother rambling. "Theseus Scamander, A pleasure, Madam Pickery." He said extending his hand toward her in greeting.
She didn't even acknowledge his extended hand nor his greeting, her gaze was cold and calculating on both. "Then the both of you are going back to London, I won't have my best auror crumble down to pieces again." She said while she began to search for something in her desk.
"We are here to clear that, I am the one marrying Leta Lestrange, not him." She stopped her search immediately and looked at Theseus firmly in the eyes, with even more venom than before.
"Do you really think that I am going to believe that?!" she was furious, her cheeks were brushing from the anger that she was bottling in, "Don't insult my intelligence, Scamander" she resumed her search, and walked near them with what looked like an old quill. "Now, London or Mexico?" Newt didn't want to go to either of those, he wanted to stay, to clear things with tina, but how is he going to prove it to her? Prove, he needed a prove. Vertiserasum that was what he needed, and he had some in his case, he quickly, put the case in the floor and summoned the vial to his hand.
"Madam President, would you let us stay if we prove it?" He asked without stuttering and with a firm and direct gaze to the woman.
"I am listening."
Newt showed her the vial, when she acknowledges the potion he gulp it quickly. "I am not engaged to anyone, Theseus my brother is the one engaged to Leta Lestrange. Happy?" He said exasperated, with the ridiculous situation.
"Why now? That article was published Four weeks ago"
"I wasn't aware of it. The younger Miss Goldstein send me a Howler, that is how I received the news." He responded he was still watching the menacing woman in the eye. "I thought that Tina had stopped writing because I annoyed her with my rambling." He finished with a pessimistic look to the floor. Tina was way to good for him, he just hoped, to have their friendship back.
"You can stay" She said with a long exhale. "But I don't want more drama in the MLE." She said while pointing to the door, for them to finally go out of the office.
Theseus left first; Newt was just about to close the door when she talked again. "I would advise you to hide yourself Scamander, some aurors won't hesitate to hit you. Afterall, you hurt one of us." She really knew how to be scary. In response Newt just nodded while he closed the door.
"Any idea, of how to hide yourself?" He asked in the way to the lift. "You can use Arti, that way to can guide me through the building." His animagi form was very useful on the war, he used it to sneak behind the enemy lines to free their dragons and even once he returned mounting one of them. The best of all was that until now they couldn't find a noticeable identifying mark.
"It seems that there isn't another option." They entered the lift, and in the moment that the doors closed Newt changed his form.
"It is good to see you Arti" His brother said to him, well to his appearance.
When they leaved the lift Theseus took his case, and he led him though the lobby of the building, it was just as he remember it, but calmer even the huge watch indicated that they were at Zero threat rate, things must be boring after Grindelwald's apprehension then. He led Theseus quickly to the exit, he could see eager aurors in the corners, they wanted action, and if they figured out that he was here, he was afraid of how right the president warning was, and if it could be extend over to his brother, he didn't wanted to know. So, he and Theseus exited the building in a blur.
They walked through the busy streets of New York; Theseus dragged him to a backstreet were he was able to transfigurate back to his normal form.
"Now what? Should we go to her department?" Asked Newt.
"No, I think that there is a better way to break the news to them, and to MACUSA, without risking your neck." Said a Theseus with a little smirk. Newt nodded for him to continue. "We are going to the papers and the magazines." Theseus knew that he hated talking with that people, they were the reason of this situation. "Don't worry everything will be fine."