CONFIDENTIAL

For the attention of Theseus Scamander:

Dear Mr Scamander,

My name is Porpentina Goldstein, Auror from MACUSA. I am writing to request information concerning a situation we are currently facing at MACUSA. A number of No-Majs Muggles and one Auror have been afflicted uncontrollable levitation. They report buzzing in the ears right before the beginning of the event. There is some evidence to suggest that this levitation might have been caused by a small magical insect, most likely non-native to the Americas.

If you or the British Auror system have any information, please reply by confidential memo as soon as possible.

Yours sincerely,

Porpentina Goldstein

Auror, Major Investigative Department

Magical Congress of the United States of America

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Theseus was shaking his head as he watched his brother push through the doors of the Leaky Cauldron. A dozen times he's tried to invite him for dinner with himself and Leta, yet as soon as he mentions an Auror from MACUSA, Newt suddenly finds the time to talk to his brother.

'Newt.' Theseus sets down his Butterbeer to stand up and slap Newt on the back in greeting.

'Hello, Theseus. What did Tina say?' Newt sits himself down at the bar and orders a Butterbeer.

Theseus sighs. Straight to the point. Typical Newt. 'There're a bunch of Muggles levitating and none of the Americans can bring them down. Obviously chaos for the Obliviators across the pond. Miss Goldstein thinks an insect might be involved.'

Newt's eyes grew wide for a moment, his face paling with realisation. The Billywig. Oops. 'Oh, you see, er, I might've forgotten the Billywig,' Newt admitted sheepishly.

Theseus' eyes narrowed. 'Tell me,' he said, even though he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

'They're not dangerous or anything,' Newt said hastily. 'They're wicked fast and almost impossible to see. Tina's a really good Auror though, very observant.'

'Stay on topic, Newt,' Theseus said impatiently, though he made a mental note to ask about this Tina later.

'Oh right, yes. Well, they're native to Australia and sometimes they can sting people. It causes levitation but it's not dangerous. There's no known cure for it, but after a couple of days the toxin will work its way out of the body and the levitation will stop on its own.'

Theseus nodded slowly. 'That's good. But if that thing's on the loose in New York it could happen again. How can we catch it?'

Newt swallowed, expecting the question. 'It's not easy. Even though they sting humans, they're more partial to emu birds. A prolonged arresto momentum around a flock of emus should slow it down enough to Stun it and catch it. Maybe I ought to go over there and-'

'Absolutely not, Newt, you've a travel ban. I'm sure Auror Goldstein can handle it.' Honestly, Theseus wasn't sure this Goldstein girl, however talented, could find a bunch of emus in America, but he shrugged the thought aside. 'Which brings me to this question, Newt. Who's this girl to you?' Theseus tried to hide the amusement in his voice. It wouldn't do to let Newt think he was being teased.

Newt blushed. This surprised Theseus - Newt never blushed.

'She's a friend I met in New York,' Newt said, hoping this would appease his brother, but Theseus simply waited expectantly. 'She arrested me and helped me find my creatures and capture Grindelwald.'

Theseus' eyebrows shot up. Trust Newt to get himself arrested. But this girl had helped him. And now, this girl was protecting him, clearly avoiding the usual channels of communication to write to Theseus directly so that Newt wouldn't get into trouble.

'I'll send a memo back to Miss Goldstein with this information,' said Theseus. He drained the remnants of his Butterbeer and standing up. 'Thanks for your help, Newt.'

'Oh, I can tell her in my next letter.'

This took Theseus by surprise. Newt was writing to her?! But he kept his expression neutral, fighting hard to stop the corners of his mouth from curling upwards. 'Of course you can, Newt, but she obviously needs fast answers and a memo will be quicker.'

Newt nodded. This made sense. 'Okay then.' He turned to leave, but Theseus called after him.

'Newt!'

Newt turned back.

'Leta and I would really love to have you for dinner.'

'When I have time,' said Newt. 'I'm really busy with the creatures.' He turned and left the Leaky Cauldron, leaving Theseus to sigh exasperatedly.