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Chapter 22

"Don't take the case! I'll do anything for you, if you just don't harm my creatures", Newt shouted. Tina knew that it couldn't work, every time he said these words, someone took his case. But she hadn't seen this acolyte either. Tina had heard of Corvus Lestrange the fourth, Vinda Rosier and a fiew others, but never had she heard of person called Krall. "Why should I believe you? You will just run away if I let you keep the case", he said, with a calm and bored voice. "Why is your name Krall?", Tina said the thought that ran through her mind, and regretted it instantly. "It's because of my family. Aren't all names like that?", he said, avoiding her and Newt. As if he didn't like the idea of kidnapping them, but he still had to do it. "I am sorry, umm, but did you know a woman called Selene? You remind me a bit of her, especially your eyes and your haircolour and your overall behavior", Newt stuttered. Krall lifted one eyebrow in surprise. But Tina had worked as an auror long enough to know when someone was hiding something. "She was your mother, right?", Newt whispered calmly. He spoke in a tone similar as to what he sounded like talking to his creatures. "I have a task to finish. You won't come into my way", Krall said. With a wink of his hand, ropes wrapped around them, their wands fell out of their hands and air pushed Tina and Newt after him. "Selene sacrificed too much, I won't let her sacrifice be worthless. There will be a time when you will understand, but there are things I have to do before telling you the truth", was the last thing Krall said to them, before he disapparated, Tina and Newt had to follow him.

Jacob woke up like every other morning before. He stood up, looked around himself and thought: IT IS REAL! But this time, there was no Newt nor his suit case next to him. He walked down the stairs and everything seemed lost, abandoned, as if he was living in his own nightmares. Jacob shouted Newts name, he looked everywhere for Queenie and hoped that Tina would turn up in a corner, with two hotdogs in her hands. Nothing happened. Nicholas Flamel wasn't there either, nor his wife and Dumbledore was also gone. This couldn't be real. Someone had kidnapped his friends and he wouldn't let that happen. Jacob tried to make a plan, but he had to eat the left crossaint on the breakfast table first. It reminded him of Leta. Leta Lestrange loved crossaints, she wouldn't let anyone steal her crossaint. Except Grindelwald. Grindelwald had kidnapped them, and forgotten to take him. Because he was a muggle. Normally, he hated having no wand nor magic, but now it was finally useful. Jacob thought about it. He would have to make a plan, something that would work, because if it didn't, he would never see his friends again. Where would Grindelwald be? The last time they had seen him had been in the catacombs of Paris. He would search there first. But he wouldn't be able to do it alone. Jaob would need a team, and he did not have to think about it long, to find the perfect crew.

"Get out of the way, Vinda. It is my job to bring them to Grindelwald. You will be rewarded afterwards", Krall commanded. Vinda rolled her eyes at him and her quite pretty face became angry and willing to do everything. "Don't try to play first mate again, you know that I am better than you an that you don't have any control over me. I am the best follower of Grindelwald, he, the master himself, told me. I will bring them to Grindelwald and if you don't surrender, you die", she said. Krall laughed at her, he knew that she hated when he laughed at her as if he was superior to her, that was why he did it. "You do realize that he told the same things to all of us, expecting us to kill eachother? And you know what? He will get what he wants, because he always gets what he wants. Avada Kedavra", he yelled, his wand drawn. Vinda shouted back, but eventhough she tried as hard as she could, even though she fought with her whole soul, because she knew that hate was a better motivator than love to her, Krall was still better than her. Krall just moved his wand a little, and her corpse disappeared, as if she had never existed. He knew that Newt, Tina, Malena, Credence, Queenie and Leta were shocked by the brutality in his words, in his gestures. Krall knew that most people thought of him as a friendly human who helped old ladies over streets and gave all his money to the homeless. He tried to be. But there was still a wolf in him, and with every death, with every person he killed, he took revenge for every member of his family. There was only one thing left to do. Dumbledore would be proud of him.

In the real world, clues wouldn't fall from the sky. Luckily the wizarding world wasn't the real world. Jacob had no idea how it happened, but he was on his way to the circus arcanus, after having searched through the catacombs, which were completely empty. Only some lonely no-majs like him walked through them. Jacob didn't like the idea of waklng through the graves of thousands of unknown people, he didn't find it fascinating like the most muggles there did. It was dark and the other people there, were also running through the dark. Then, he finally found the way out of the catacombs, he thought of the people he knew that could help him find the others. But as he reached the circus, something hit him on the head. He cursed for a moment, because it hurt really bad, until he thought about what happened. Jacob looked around, and in his head landed a little paper. On the paper was written an adress, in a beautiful handwriting, and in the last line: from an unknown friend. It seemed too good to him, it was too easy. It shouldn't be that easy, should it? As Jacob walked into the circus, he noticed that it was not as colourful as usual. A strange sadness surrounded the tents and after waiting a fiew minutes, he found out why. Skender welcomed him, but his usual smile was nonexisting. "Good that you're here, Jacob. Do you know what happened to Credence and Mal? They said that they would search for a cure but return to us in a fiew days. I've waited for them a week and they're still not there? Did something happen? I had to cancel all performances, because our two artists were missing", he said sadly. Normally, Skender made everybody smile, he was a kind of person that you just had to hug. To see him so worried made Jacob feel the same way as he had this morning, as he noticed that Newt was gone. "I believe that they all got kidnapped by Grindelwald", he informed Skender. The name Grindewald threw a shadow on his face. "Haven't you heard about wizards and muggles dying and disappearing in the last week? Our news papers say that aurors from all of the world are trying their best to catch Grindelwald. Unsucessfully. And now Credence and Malena... We have to find them", Skender said. Jacob agreed with him. Skender would do anything he could do sos he would get their friends back, even if that meant getting all of his circus members to team up.

"Krall. I expected you two minutes early, but you know, we all have our flaws", Grindelwald smiled at him. His teeth reminded Krall of a shark, but not in a good way. He should have let them run away, he should have sacrificed himself for them, but the plan was more important. Grindelwald should think that he could trust him. But as he had seen what waited at Grindelwalds side, he knew what big mistake he had made. "Dementors? You don't really- I mean, do you really believe that this is the way to deal with them?", Krall murmered, almost hoping that Grindelwald wouldn't hear him. But he did. "I may not be able to control non magic with fear, but I definetely believe that it is the right method to conrol these wizards and witches", he smiled. He did not smile at Krall, nor at the now imprisoned behind him. He smiled at the silver form of a phoenix, which was formed by magic coming out of Grindelwalds wand. Krall was scared. There was nothing he hated more than dementors. But Grindelwald didn't seem to be bothered by them, his patronus flew around him and every time his feathers touched Grindelwalds skin, he began to smile. Krall would have never believed himself that the dark wizard could produce a patronus. Most dark wizards found no reason to be truly happy, most found happiness in torturing others or death. But why was Grindelwald able to do so?

Jacob knocked down the door, Spielman, Skender, Brutus the demon and the others behind him, all ready to kill. The last thing he heard Grindelwald say was: "So, who wants to be first? You can choose between joining the greater good or facing your darkest secrets and biggest fears. I won't let them suck the soulf out of you now, you are all to useful to be killed or worse. For now. And you may ask yourself why I have the ability to do so. You know, a powerful patronus is able to do a lot of things to dementors", he whispered. Jacob hated whispering, it meant lies to him. He tried to speak as loud as possible, tried to seem confident. "Hands up, everyone. I have a gun and you all will surrender. Magic is no weapon against guns, you can try as much as you want. I could kill someone as an example, but I am not a person for unnecessary violence. So hands up, wands on the floor. Or I'll shoot you and believe me I have enough reasons to shoot people", he said, sweat running down his neck. He did not know what he was saying. But he had often enough read books and movies (his mother always went into the cinema with him, as it was still quite new and great) about heroes and heroes did not sweat in the surface of evil. He held the fakegun in his hands higher and pointed to the wand in Grindelwalds left hand. "Drop it on the floor. Slowly. Come back up, don't try to pull something on me, defense is useless.", he watched Grindelwald, visibly confused, putting his wand down. Jacob smiled, like the heroes in these action movies always did, as he took the strangely looking wand from the stone floor. One of his all time wishes had come true: he now had a wand. But he handed it to Skender, who knew better how to use it. Then he checked Grindelwald, who stood there with his hands in the air, like all the others. Everything was fine, until he saw the wand in the hand of the person standing next to Grindelwald. "You there. Wand down", he whispered, and as Krall dropped his wand, Jacob finaly noticed that the silverdusty form of a phoenix did no longer hold back the dementors. It was probably too late now. Jacob gave his friends, after Skender had loosened the ropes around them, back the only wand that was still here, the others were probably hidden by Grindelwald. But they had no time to search for them. So Newt got his wand back. "Can you cast a strong patronus?", Skender shouted, fear in his voice. The dementors came nearer and nearer nd everyone in this room was scared, everyone felt the desire to scream or cry. Newt was insecure, awkward, and scared of doing it wrong, but he nodded. "I... I learned it from Dumbledore once, but that was long ago. I hope I can still do it", he murmered. Grindelwald lifted both of his eyebrows in confusion, and somehow anger. "Please Newt, you can do it.", Leta said. Jacob was still pointing the gun at Grindelwald. It was tempting to give him his wand back and to let him cast his patronus again, but they had to get away from here and that would only work if Newt casted his patronus, so they could run. There was still a chance of Grindelwald manipulating so he could kill them. "Expecto Patronum!", Newt shouted. Suddenly, everything went fast. Skender dropped the wand on the floor, as far away from Grindelwald as possible, but he wasn't cruel enough to let him stay with the dementors without a wand, even though they later found out that Grindelwald didn't need a wand to cast magic. A silver animal came out of Newts wand, but Jacob was too busy trying to shut the fear out of him, so he couldn't see. He slowly realized, that he would never be happy again. These creatures made him see the bad sides of his life and he couldn't do anything against it. He shouldn't be able to see them, he later found out. But maybe it was because of the wand he had held in his hands, that he could see them, or because of something else, which he wasn't sure about. The last thing he could see, before Queenie took his arm and made him run away from the dementors and out of the building, was Grindelwald, who, as Newts patronus faded, began to cast a new one. If there had not been the dementors, he would have probably catched them, but his life was more important than them escaping right now. As they finally came out, Skender helped them on the dragons, and flew with them. They had to get away from Grindelwald, to a place where they were safe. Jacob had no idea where to go, but apparently, someone else did.