NEWT (CONT’D)

  He said it was important that I reach you tonight. That you hear them, tonight. The words.

  Fischer appears.

  FISCHER

  It’s time, sir.

  VOGEL

  (ignoring her)

  Is he here? In Berlin?

  Newt hesitates, not sure how to respond.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  No. Of course not. Why leave Hogwarts when the world outside is burning?

  (frowning)

  I thank you, Mr. Scamander.

  As Fischer spirits Vogel away, she glances back at Newt.

  The sound of a SPOON AGAINST CHINA cuts through the chatter and all eyes turn to Fischer, standing with a teacup in hand, Vogel at her side. Once she has the room’s attention, she steps aside and Vogel takes the stage. The audience applauds as he steps forward.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  Thank you, thank you. I see many familiar faces here tonight. Colleagues, friends, foes . . .

  As the crowd CHUCKLES.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  Within the next forty-eight hours, you—along with the rest of the wizarding world—will choose our next great leader. A choice that will shape our lives for generations to come. I have little doubt that no matter who should triumph, the Confederation will be in able hands. Liu Tao. Vicência Santos.

  ELECTION BANNER DESIGNS FOR CANDIDATES LIU AND SANTOS

  As Vogel gestures to Liu Tao and Vicência Santos, who we recognize from the Prophet, those present APPLAUD.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  It’s at moments such as these we are reminded that it is this peaceful transfer of power that marks our humanity and demonstrates to the world that, despite our differences, all voices deserve to be heard.

  Vogel looks off. Theseus, watching from a few yards away, tracks his gaze. One after another, BLACK-CLAD AURORS are staging themselves at each exit.

  VOGEL (CONT’D)

  Even voices which many may find disagreeable.

  Theseus tracks Acolytes walking through the room.

  THESEUS

  Newt, any of those lot look familiar to you?

  Newt follows Theseus’s gaze.

  NEWT

  Paris. The night that Leta . . .

  THESEUS

  They were with Grindelwald.

  Theseus tracks Rosier through the crowd. She looks back, almost taunting him to follow. He follows, trying to reach her, and Newt follows at a distance.

  VOGEL

  And so, after an extensive investigation, the Confederation has concluded that insufficient evidence exists to prosecute Gellert Grindelwald for the crimes against the Muggle community of which he was accused. He is hereby absolved of all his alleged crimes.

  Newt registers what Vogel’s said. Suddenly, the room explodes in response: outrage, scattered cheers, confusion.

  JACOB

  Are you kidding me? They’re letting the guy off? I was there! He was killing people!

  A knowing hardness comes over Lally’s face. Then:

  THESEUS

  You’re under arrest! All of you! Wands down!

  Theseus, wand raised, is in a tense standoff with five Dark Aurors.

  A SPELL hits Theseus in the neck and he drops. Helmut appears, the tip of his wand smoking.

  HELMUT

  Nehmen Sie ihn weg.

  Two Aurors lift Theseus.

  Newt wheels and moves through the crowd in shock, as if shot himself.

  NEWT

  Theseus! Theseus!

  As Newt breaks through the crowd, Lally and Jacob arrive at his side.

  LALLY

  Newt, Newt. Not here. Newt, we don’t stand a chance.

  Calmly, Helmut turns, as does the phalanx of Dark Aurors behind him.

  LALLY (CONT’D)

  Let’s go. Newt. They have the German Ministry. We’ve got to go.

  Jacob shouts back into the room as he gets caught in the mass exodus.

  JACOB

  It ain’t right . . . it ain’t right. That’s not justice . . . extended investigation . . . Were you there . . . I was there . . . you let a killer off!

  Lally grabs hold of him.

  LALLY

  We have to go! We have to go! Jacob, let’s go!

  The ROAR of the CROWD RISES. A BANNER of Grindelwald unfurls above the throng encircling the Ministry. The crowd begins to CHANT Grindelwald’s name, their voices growing LOUDER and LOUDER, and we CUT TO:

  UTTER SILENCE

  SNOW FALLS LIKE SUGAR

  THROUGH A DARK SKY

  THE HOG’S HEAD EXTERIOR LOCATION RENDERING

  30 EXT. HOGSMEADE—NIGHT

  The storefronts are shuttered. The street a long white blanket. Pristine.

  31 INT. UPPER ROOM—HOG’S HEAD—SAME TIME—NIGHT

  Dumbledore stands before the PAINTING of ARIANA. It’s as if she’s watching him.

  32 INT. HOG’S HEAD—SAME TIME—NIGHT

  Dumbledore and Aberforth sit across from each other in the empty pub, eating. Their spoons dipping into the bowls in front of them is the sole sound for a time.

  DUMBLEDORE

  (the soup)

  That’s very good.

  Aberforth continues to eat.

  DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)

  Her favorite. Remember how she begged Mother to make it—Ariana— Mother claimed it calmed her. I think that was wishful thinking—

  PORTRAIT OF ARIANA DUMBLEDORE

  ABERFORTH

  Albus.

  Dumbledore stops, sees his brother looking him in the eye.

  ABERFORTH (CONT’D)

  I was there. I grew up in the same house. Everything you saw, I saw.

  (a beat)

  Everything.

  Aberforth tucks back into his soup. Dumbledore studies his brother, burdened by the distance between them, then begins to return to his own bowl when—suddenly—a RAPPING is heard. Aberforth CALLS OUT GRUFFLY:

  ABERFORTH (CONT’D)

  Read the sign, you stupid sod!

  Dumbledore looks toward the FAMILIAR SHADOW beyond the entrance, rises.

  33 INT./EXT. PUB ENTRANCE—MOMENTS LATER—NIGHT

  Dumbledore pulls open the door: MINERVA McGONAGALL.

  MINERVA McGONAGALL

  I’m sorry to disturb you, Albus—

  DUMBLEDORE

  Tell me, what is it?

  MINERVA McGONAGALL

  It’s Berlin.

  34 INT. HOG’S HEAD—CONTINUOUS—NIGHT

  Aberforth sits, listening to McGonagall’s and Dumbledore’s MURMURING VOICES, then—as if sensing something—turns.

  The SURFACE of the GRIMY MIRROR behind the bar is SHIMMERING ODDLY.

  Rising slowly, Aberforth crosses the room and stares into the mirror. Over his own bleary REFLECTION, WORDS EMERGE, as if rising to the surface of a pond:

  DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE

  Aberforth considers the message for a moment, then seizes a nearby oily rag to wipe the mirror clean.

  35 INT./EXT. PUB ENTRANCE—MOMENTS LATER—NIGHT

  McGonagall kneads her hands fretfully. Dumbledore’s face is serious, contemplating what he’s just been told.

  DUMBLEDORE

  I’m going to need someone to cover my morning classes, can I impose on you?

  MINERVA McGONAGALL

  Of course. And, Albus. Please be . . .

  DUMBLEDORE

  I’ll do my best.

  McGonagall starts to exit, stops, CALLS OUT.

  MINERVA McGONAGALL

  Evening, Aberforth.

  ABERFORTH (O.S.)

  Evening, Minerva. Apologies for calling you a stupid sod.

  MINERVA McGONAGALL

  Apology accepted.

  McGonagall turns away then, and Dumbledore shuts the door.

  36 INT. HOG’S HEAD—CONTINUOUS—NIGHT

  Aberforth, hearing his brother’s footsteps, turns away from the mirror to see Dumbledore carrying his hat and coat.

  DUMBLEDORE

  I’m afraid I’ll have to cut our evening short.

  ABERFORTH

  Off to save the world, are we?

  DUMBLEDORE

  That will take a better man than me.

  Dumbledore shrugs on his coat, then stops, his gaze fixing on the mirror, watching as the words DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE ALONE slowly appear. As he looks away, he sees Aberforth staring at him.

  ABERFORTH

  Don’t ask.

  The brothers stand like this, eyes locked on each other, then Dumbledore exits. Aberforth listens to him go, then glances once more into the words in the mirror.

  37 EXT. COURTYARD—NURMENGARD CASTLE—SAME TIME—NIGHT

  The glowing PHOENIX sweeps through the air to catch a crust of bread. Credence stands below, his face suffused with a quiet joy as he watches it.

  38 INT. DRAWING ROOM—NURMENGARD CASTLE—SAME TIME—NIGHT

  Grindelwald stands at a large window. As he watches the Phoenix, a vision of Dumbledore surfaces on the glass, then slowly gives way to Kama. He studies it, eyes fixed, when Rosier appears.

  ROSIER

  There are thousands in the streets. Chanting your name. You’re a free man.

  Grindelwald nods.

  GRINDELWALD

  Tell the others to prepare to leave.

  ROSIER

  Tonight?

  GRINDELWALD

  Tomorrow. We’ll have a visitor in the morning.

  Through the window, the Phoenix comes briefly into view, shedding ash. Grindelwald peers down into the courtyard where Credence stands.

  ROSIER

  Why does it stay with him?

  GRINDELWALD

  It must sense what he’s about to do.

  ROSIER

  And you’re sure? That he can kill Dumbledore?

  GRINDELWALD

  His pain is his power.

  Rosier looks at Grindelwald.

  39 INT. GERMAN MINISTRY OFFICE—CONTINUOUS—MORNING

  Newt, Lally, and Jacob chase a MINISTRY OFFICIAL down a corridor.

  NEWT

  The man that I’m inquiring about is the Head of the British Auror Office! How can you have misplaced the Head of the British Auror Office!

  The official, turning to face him, stares placidly at Newt.

  MINISTRY OFFICIAL

  It’s our contention that since he was never in our custody, we never misplaced him.

  LALLY

  Sir. There were dozens of people there. Any one of them can corroborate—

  MINISTRY OFFICIAL

  And your name is?

  The official looks into Lally’s eyes when:

  JACOB

  Let’s get out of here . . . Hey! Wait! That’s the guy—

  Newt and Lally turn. Through the glass corridor, Helmut can be seen emerging from an office in the company of the Tall Auror we first saw on the train platform.

  Jacob gestures for the official to follow him.

  JACOB (CONT’D)

  Come here! Come here!

  Jacob, Lally, and Newt rush to the door.

  JACOB (CONT’D)

  Excuse me! Hey! That’s the guy. He knows where Theseus is. Hello! Where’s Theseus!

  Helmut continues walking, ignoring them all.

  JACOB (CONT’D)

  That’s him—he knows about Theseus.

  Suddenly, a sheet of glass slides down from above like a guillotine.

  40 EXT. GERMAN MINISTRY—MOMENTS LATER—MORNING

  As Newt, Jacob, and Lally slip out of a side entrance, Lally stops.

  LALLY

  Newt.

  Newt and Jacob look back, see a GLOVE floating in midair. The GLOVE points around the corner. Newt walks forward and catches the glove in his hand. Then, following a second glove, Newt approaches a figure behind a pillar. Dumbledore.

  41 EXT. GERMAN MINISTRY—MOMENTS LATER—MORNING

  Recovering one glove from the air and taking the second from Newt, Dumbledore leads the others briskly down a busy avenue, his eyes constantly moving, as if every shadow offered the possibility of threat.

  NEWT

  Albus.

  DUMBLEDORE

  Theseus has been taken to the Erkstag.

  NEWT

  But the Erkstag shut down years ago.

  DUMBLEDORE

  Yes, well, it’s the Ministry’s secret little bed-and-breakfast now. You’ll need this to see him . . . and one of these . . . and this.

  Dumbledore places both gloves into his hat as he removes some PAPERS and slips them to Newt, clocking Newt’s look.

  Dumbledore leads them to the wall and they head through it. Lally pushes Jacob, who appears reluctant.

  JACOB

  Wait, wait, wait!

  ERKSTAG VISITOR APPLICATION FORM

  DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)

  I trust you’re enjoying your wand, Mr. Kowalski?

  JACOB

  Me. Oh. Yeah. Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore. It’s a real pip.

  DUMBLEDORE

  I advise you to keep it close.

  As Jacob ponders the meaning of this, Dumbledore fishes a POCKET WATCH from his coat and angles it. Newt sees Credence slide over the REFLECTION inside the lid.

  DUMBLEDORE (CONT’D)

  Professor Hicks, assuming you’re not otherwise engaged—and frankly, even if you are—I’d encourage you to attend tonight’s Candidates’ Dinner. Take Mr. Kowalski. I’m quite certain there will be an assassination attempt. Anything you could do to scotch that would be greatly appreciated.

  LALLY

  It’s my pleasure. I shall welcome the challenge. Besides, I’ll have Jacob with me.

  Jacob, having monitored this conversation, looks mildly alarmed. Dumbledore clocks it.

  DUMBLEDORE

  Not to worry, Professor Hicks’s defensive magic is superb. Until next time.

  He smiles, doffs his hat, and exits.

  LALLY

  Such a flatterer.

  (a beat)

  Well, not really. It is superb.

  Newt steps forward, calls out.

  NEWT

  Albus!

  Dumbledore turns, looks back.

  NEWT (CONT’D)

  I was just wondering . . .

  Newt gestures as if holding a case.

  DUMBLEDORE

  Ah, yes. The case.

  NEWT

  Yes.

  DUMBLEDORE

  (continuing on)

  Rest assured it’s in safe hands.

  42 EXT. BERLIN STREETS—MOMENTS LATER—LATE MORNING

  Bunty—Newt’s case in hand—skirts a tram and steps briskly across the street to a LEATHER GOODS store.

  43 INT. OTTO’S LEATHER GOODS—SAME TIME—LATE MORNING

  As a SMALL BELL tinkles, OTTO, a large, wispy-haired MAN in an apron, looks up from a table cluttered with shears and mallets and clamps.

  OTTO

  Can I help you?

  Bunty steps to the counter and places Newt’s case carefully on the glass top.

  BUNTY

  Yes. I’d like to have this case replicated, please.

  BUNTY BROADACRE COSTUME SKETCH

  OTTO

  Certainly.

  Bunty watches nervously as the man runs his calloused hands over the beaten case, examining it from myriad angles, then tries to flip open the catch.

  BUNTY

  Oh, no. You mustn’t open it! I mean, that’s not necessary. The interior isn’t important.

  The man eyes Bunty curiously, then shrugs.

  OTTO

  I see no reason I can’t make you one.

  As the man turns to get paper and pen on the shelf behind, the baby Qilin pops her head out of the case and peers around curiously. Bunty quickly—and gently—eases her back inside just before the man turns back.

  OTTO (CONT’D)

  If you leave it here—

  BUNTY

  Oh, no. I couldn’t. Leave it. And I’ll be needing more than one. You see, my husband he’s a bit absentminded. He’s always forgetting things—just the other day he forgot he was married to me. Can you imagine?

  She laughs, a bit maniacally, realizes it, and composes herself.

  BUNTY (CONT’D)

  But I love him.

  OTTO

  Exactly how many were you thinking?

  BUNTY

  Half a dozen. And I’ll need them in two days’ time.

  44 EXT. BERLIN STREETS—MOMENTS LATER—LATE MORNING

  Bunty returns across the street holding Newt’s case.

  45 INT. CREDENCE’S ROOM—NURMENGARD CASTLE—LATE MORNING

  Queenie peers down. Sees Zabini and Carrow in defensive posture.

  ZABINI

  Show your hands!

  A FIGURE calmly raises his hands, continues to advance . . .

  46 EXT. COURTYARD—NURMENGARD CASTLE—SAME TIME—LATE MORNING

  The figure takes a few more steps. Stops. Kama. Zabini separates from the others and crosses to him.

  ZABINI

  Who are you?

  KAMA

  My name is Yusuf Kama.

  Grindelwald and Rosier emerge from the castle.

  GRINDELWALD

  Who’s our visitor?

  KAMA

  I’m an . . . admirer.

  ROSIER

  You murdered his sister. Her name was Leta.

  Grindelwald eyes him.

  YUSUF KAMA COSTUME SKETCH

  KAMA

  Leta Lestrange.

  GRINDELWALD

  Ah, yes. You and your sister share an ancient bloodline—

  KAMA

  Shared. It’s the only thing we shared.

  Grindelwald studies Kama carefully.