Credence was in awe of the magnificent view, seeing the distant mountaintops stretching out as far as the eye could see. But when he turned around, the view from inside the halls of Numengard was less than stunning.
The floor beneath his feet strewn with various cat toys and tangled strands of yarn. A shredded mouse with stuffing spilling from a rip in its side lay forgotten in the corner.
Grindelwald was seated next to him, smoking catnip from a glowing skull shaped bong. His mismatched eyes rolled back in his head, inhaling deeply then attempting to hold his breath as he got to his feet.
"Your name," he began, leaning forward and placing his hands on Credence's shoulders, "is Dumbledorfffff." He said this rather slowly, spittle flying from his lips during the prolonged F sound.
Credence leaned back, the strong scent of catnip clogging his nostrils. "What?"
"Aurelius Dumbledore!" Grindelwald coughed and waved a hand in front of his face. "Oh wow, that's some strong stuff."
The dark wizard lowered his hand, and the chick perched upon the windowsill hopped onto his palm. "Oh, and here's your bird." He then tossed the baby bird into the air where it burst into flame, becoming a full grown phoenix. "Congratulations! You're a member of the Dumbledore clan!"
The Obscurial stared, scarcely believing his eyes. Which were now watering due to the thick cloud of vapor that filled the room.
Grindelwald slipped a wand into Credence's hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Have fun with that." He then turned on heel and marched out of the room, muttering something about doughnuts and a saucer of warm milk.