(You slowly made your way down the corridor of the Scamander house and looked around a little scared. You were the youngest member of the family, and therefore you were constantly under suspicion if something happened, so you diligently tried not to attract attention to yourself. After all, today, after a walk in the forest, you brought something. But the only thing that made you stop was Newt's voice behind you.)

"Hey? Why are you sneaking around here, little one?"