'Quick, get in,' Newt commanded, and the girls practically fell into the case. Newt followed closely behind them, dropping the lid shut above him as he flew down the ladder. 'Wait here.'

'What on earth...' Leta murmured as Newt picked up a toy with a bell on a stick and ran off into the enclosure.

Tina stood to the side with a strange smile upon her face, her eyes wide and adoring as she watched Newt's quickly disappearing figure.

'He's getting the Zouwu,' Queenie said, trying to figure out what was going on through her sister's thoughts (which would have been a lot easier if Tina stopped admiring Newt's intelligence, looks and skills for just one second and focused on the situation at hand). 'It's going to get us out of the ministry.'

Sure enough, Newt came charging back on the back of the fierce Chinese beast. Part-dragon, part-lion, it tore through Newt's cabin and up the ladder in an instant. Queenie dragged Leta and her lovestruck sister out of the way just in time.

'Where do you think we're going?' Leta asked. As she calmed down from the chase with the matagots, a rush of fear was beginning to work its way through her veins. The records had been moved. The truth about Corvus...

Tina had regathered her thoughts enough to shift back into Auror-mode. Logical, clinical, focused. 'The Lestrange tomb at Pere Lachaise,' she said. 'Grindelwald's calling a rally. That's where Credence will be.'

Leta nodded. 'You want to find him. To save him.'

Tina hesitated. She knew the British Ministry sought to destroy him.

Sensing her concerns, Leta quickly added, 'It's all right, I don't want an innocent boy killed, whatever the Ministry says. I'll help you.'

Tina's eyes widened for a moment, but then her features became hard again. 'Okay,' she said. 'You're an Auror. But Queenie stays here in the case, where it's safe.'

This drew a cry of protest from her sister, who had been gauging the conversation with interest. Unlike Tina, she knew Leta had a deeper agenda than helping to save Credence. Leta's internal conflict was rife; she was battling not only Grindelwald but also her own past.

'I'm not a child, Teenie! We're established this - I can look after myself. Besides, I have to find Jacob. He's here, I can see it in your thoughts!'

'Don't read my mind,' Tina muttered, more out of habit than anything else. She continued in a softer, gentler tone, 'I can't risk losing you, Queenie. Not again.'

'I'm coming.' Her tone left no room for argument.

Tina sighed. 'Fine, but the moment you find Jacob, you get yourselves out of there. Grindelwald won't have apparition barriers in place. Take Jacob and go to the safe house - I know you can see the location in my mind. I'll find you there. Promise me.'

'And leave the rest of you? Not in a million years.' Queenie mouth was set in a familiar pout, the expression she'd worn in defiance of her sister, even since she was a child refusing to go to bed.

'Queenie...'

The sisters were poised for a rather heated argument, but Leta decided she'd better cut in. 'We should get out,' she said, motioning towards the ladder.

Leta went out first, an helped Queenie out behind her. Tina grabbed the Zouwu's toy as she left and clambered out after them. Emerging into the dark evening, she smiled as she watched the Zouwu wrap its front leg around Newt in a playful hug.

Mercy Lewis, he's so adorable with his creatures. Truly in his element. Look at that beautiful smile.

Queenie grinned, and Tina caught her expression in her peripheral vision. 'Don't read my mind,' she muttered, before stepping over the case and giving the toy a shake.

The tinkle of the bell immediately caught the Zouwu's attention. The huge beast released Newt and bounded towards the case. Tina dropped the toy and the Zouwu flew after it. The lid of the case closed with a click.

'Brilliant,' said Newt. 'Good to see you, Queenie. Where's Leta?'

They all glanced around. Leta had disappeared into the tomb.