Gellert stood up slowly, the amused smirk on his face making both Abernethy and Roxanne feel the faintest of uneasiness. One couldn't get a glimpse of his thoughts and it was during such times, that one wished that they could. Yet again, there was always the fear of what they would discover if they dared to enter his brilliant and dangerous mind.

Slowly, Gellert walked around his desk and headed for Roxanne. His steps were as grateful and prideful as always.

For a moment, Roxanne felt as if she was back at school. When one would write a test or be caught speaking in class, they would have to sit there as the professor slowly walked their way while everyone else watched with their breaths held.

He stopped behind her chair and placed both hands on her shoulder. He did not add any pressure but the grip of his fingers was evident on her bare skin, feeling just the tiniest of strength.

She could not help but stiffen ever so slightly at the sudden move, something that he sensed and only kept his amusement going.

He leaned slightly forward, his eyes always on his male acolyte across from him. "You see, Abernethy. Transfiguration charms are useful but they also have limitations in use and can easily be reversed. However, some abilities are the exception to that rule" he started and leaned his head slightly more, moving it to be closer to her ear but not too close. "Care to demonstrate, my dear?"

While it sounded like a question or a suggestion, one would be a fool not to realize it was a passive command. When Gellert Grindelwald told you to do something, you could not refuse; unless you did not appreciate your life.

With too many things risking to be exposed, Roxanne knew better than anyone not to refuse or anger him. She needed to be in his good graces if she wished to get answers from him and help Albus.

With the same serious expression she had, she took a small breath and focused. In the past, what would have taken a while, now took mere seconds.

Her hair became shorter, her face changed to a more male version and even her eyes changed colour. In mere seconds, she had the exact same face as Abernethy.

The poor Acolyte moved back in his chair in shock for a moment, not expecting such a realistic and perfect Transfiguration; let alone happening on the spot.

The most interesting and even terrifying thing in his mind right now, was not how much they looked alike but the movements. For the moment he chose to lift an eyebrow, she did it with a difference less of than a second.

Roxanne had spent years honing her skills and her sharp observations were the key in everything. She always noticed small ticks or expressions in others and she memorised them.

It was why she was able to mimic anyone with such precision that it was almost unnatural to many.

Deciding to continue with the little show, Roxanne focused on the next face. This one felt a little closer to hers because she chose to copy Vinda.

Even the way she looked at Abernathy, having the same strict and ruthless look; was identical to the real Vinda.

Feeling a faint pat on her shoulder from Grindelwald, she quickly understood the message and transformed back to her normal self without even blinking.

Abernethy seemed to relax faintly now that she had chosen to be herself and not anyone else, especially himself.

Roxanne could not see Gellerts's face but she was certain that he was smirking, having taken pride in showing her off.

"Roxanne is a metamorphmagus" he started, his hands slowly being removed from her tense shoulders. "She has the ability to transform into anything or anyone, without any limitations. One can never know unless she chooses to expose herself" he continued as he took a step back and marched towards his desk. "I believe you are both covered. Roxanne, there is a change of clothing waiting for you. Once you are ready, you leave with Abernethy"

With a small nod, she stood up and started to head towards the door. It was not long before she heard steps following her and with a quick glance above her shoulder; she could see that it was Abernethy.

He was still a little shaken by the revelation, evident by how often he eyed her or tried not to but he could not help it.

"Don't worry, everyone gets a little spooked the first time" she said, somehow helping ease his nerves.

"Except from appearance...can you, can you do the voice as well?" He asked, now having caught up with her.

The corner of her lips was lifted ever so slightly. "Yes," she said, using the exact same voice as Grindelwald.

Since he did not expect it, Abernethy came to a sudden halt and had to take a moment longer to register it all.

Changing appearance was easy. Changing one's voice to be the exact same as the person you chose to mimic, was the trickiest part. Thankfully, she knew Gellert well enough and was more than enough accustomed to both his accent and his more mature voice.

She opened the door to her room and glanced at the stopped Abernethy. "I will change real quick and be right back," she said in her normal voice and entered the room before closing the door behind her.


Inside her room, Roxanne was not surprised to find one of Gellert's suits hanging by a hanger and waiting on top of her bed. The clothing would be ridiculous on her form but once she adjusted to his height, it should be perfect.

She glanced around her room, somehow feeling rather exposed that someone had entered her room but yet again, she did not truly expect any privacy. Her eyes went to two journals by the nightstand.

One was the real deal with all her notes while the other was the Phoenix feather she used to communicate with Albus. She had transformed it to ensure that no one would be able to find it, let alone find a way to use it.

Remembering that Abernathy was waiting for her, she closed her curtains and started to undress from her sleeveless red dress and wore the fancy suit.

She wasn't really accustomed to them but she had seen how one was worn and so, she quickly got the hang out of it. The clothing was pooling around her feet and was too long for her arms but all changed once she started to transform.

She glanced at her reflection on the mirror hanging by the vanity, seeing a perfect replica of Grindelwald staring back at her. Never in her life did she expect that she would use her abilities to mimic him or anyone she was close to.

There is always a first time for everything, she thought to herself and walked to the door. She opened it and tried hard not to smirk at the very shocked expression of Abernethy, who was still trying to get used to her skills.

"Uhm..." he cleared his throat. "Lady Roxanne?" He asked, a little bit unsure.

"It's me, don't worry," she said in her normal voice, which looked comical considering she was the spitting image of their leader.

The faintest of smiles formed on Abernethy's lips, sharing her thoughts about the comical part. He offered his hand like a true gentleman.

"Whenever you are ready," he said.

Taking a deep breath, Roxanne placed hers upon his just as he took the ring out of his pocket. It was a port key and in seconds, she felt herself being transported away.