Dumbledore's statement continued to bug Credence in the back of his mind, Gift. He had been called freak, useless, and other horrible names, but he never saw his ability as a Gift.
The conversation around him blurred out of perspective as he analysed the word and attempted to see how it related to him.
Suddenly, Midnight flew off his shoulder and flew graciously towards the Castle. Newt and Credence studying her intently.
"How are your creatures, Mr Scamander?" asked Dumbledore kindly, snapping Newt away from Midnight.
Newt shuffled slightly on the spot daring not to look Tina in the eye, "They're good sir, very good," he mumbled. Tina scoffed under her breath glaring daggers towards Newt.
"That's good to hear," said Dumbledore knowing all to well what really happened. He examined Newt carefully, curious of how his previous student was handling life.
"Well, we best be off, lots to teach this young fellow," he announced calmly.
Credence was dreading when he would have to say goodbye to Tina and Newt. He wanted to say so many things, but he didn't know how, he was never good with confidence, let alone speech.
Credence shuffled towards Tina and Newt with his eyes still glued to the ground. He bravely moved his eyes to theirs, and smiled.
"Th-thank-you, Tina, Newt, thank-you," he mumbled bravely. Tina embraced Credence gently, while Newt pat his shoulder.
"You're going to do great," breathed Tina, smiling fondly with Newt nodding beside her.
Credence perked a smile, and stepped towards Dumbledore.
Tina and Newt stood cemented in front of the train waving goodbye. Credence didn't blink, he wanted this to be the last image he saw of them. Until a ripping sensation tore him away, and before him he was now looking at gloomy bookshelves illuminated in the moonlight.
"Wh-where are we? What-h-hap-" panicked Credence, staggering in the spot taking in the details of the sudden change of landscape.
"We appareted to my office, I'm the headmaster here at Hogwarts," said Dumbledore, calming Credence purely with his stare.
"Ap-appar?" questioned Credence.
"Apparated. It's alright, you will know how to do that soon enough," explained Dumbledore. A minutes silence fell in the room. Dumbledore graciously strode toward his desk and sat at the high chair.
"For the next few months, you and I will be learning the basics of magic, and how to harness your abilities," began Dumbledore.
"You're going to become a very powerful wizard, Mr Credence," he continued.
Credence looked at him hopefully. He had longed to be around someone that answered his questions, rather than suppressed them with beatings.
"When the school year starts, you will be enrolled here at Hogwarts, and you will be sorted into a house, and live in a common room according to that house with fellow students," continued Dumbledore.
Dumbledore could see that Credence was trying to keep up with all the information.
"First, we're going to get you a wand," he declared.
Credence felt a rush of excitement, his OWN wand.
"However, we will begin tomorrow, once you've had adequate rest, I will have Professor Pomeroy escort you to you temporary quarters." he finished.
A middle aged woman entered the office via the main door. She wore long blue robes with her ashen hair pulled into a neat ponytail.
"Good evening Mr Barebone, shall you come with me?" gestured Professor Pomeroy. Her voice was quite sweet, but stern.
With a simple nod from Dumbledore, Credence followed the lady out of the door and up a nearby stairwell that led to a single door.
"This will be your quarters for the next month, your belongings are beside your bed, bathroom is through that door, and someone will deliver you your breakfast in the morning. Do you have any questions?" she asked smiling.
As Credence stepped through the door, he was completely gobsmacked to reply. He had a spacious room with a single bed neatly made with maroon covers and white pillows with a golden lamp shining brightly in the corner. He turned to Mrs Pomeroy, and quietly shook his head.
"Have a good night sleep, Mr Barebone," bowed Professor Pomeroy, and closed the door behind her.
A low screech sounded from the open window. It was Midnight perched on the window sill.
He walked over to the window, and pat Midnight gently on the back. The view was simply breathtaking. The moon shone brightly over the lake, not a single building for miles and miles.
Credence was still processing what Dumbledore had said in his office. He felt a little embarrassed for not communicating, but there was so much to take in. Magic, houses, common rooms, but best of all - a wand. Credence was going to get a wand!
He quickly unpacked his bag searching for his night wear. He eagerly got changed and jumped into his new bed.
He was excited for the new day to come, his new life, a new him! He couldn't wait to tell Tina and Newt of what was ahead for him. Choosing a new wand couldn't be that hard, right?
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