✔ᵉⁿᵍˡⁱˢʰ Stuck in the Past [Grindelwald]✔

11

The coming days passed so quickly, as Hunter and Gillian studied all the books on magic they could get their hands on, hoping to find a way out of their situation. But all they found was how it had started with the time reversers and everything gradually took its course, such as why they had finally been deemed dangerous.

In addition, since a few days, strange things happened in the city, including buildings that simply collapsed without apparent or there were broken roads. What the reason was, however, Hunter and Gillian would not know until it had been over for days.

It was Hunter who, after a tantrum, said that it had been easier at school, because at least there were people there who knew the answers to most questions. That had been the point where he looked up and threw Gillian off with a paper ball because it was the answer. Hogwarts. Surely there was someone at Hogwarts who could help them, or at least a book with something helpful in it.

So back to England. Apparating would have been the easiest and most common method, but Gill rejected this outright, since neither he nor they had the certainty whether it would succeed. Distance aside, however, it was the time that worried her.

The trip by ship across the Atlantic took a good week and it was safe. Well, it wasn't that safe, considering that the Titanic was considered unsinkable at the time.

Two days before arriving in the English port, the news reached them what was responsible for the disaster in New York. And it wasn't the obscurus that caused Gillian's heart to skip a beat.

"Oh shit," it escaped Gill as she read the magical paper, since she had fabricated enormous crap with enormous implications for the future and it wasn't even intentional, "This can't be true."

"What happened?" but before Hunter could expand on his question, Gill folded up the newspaper and showed him the photo on the front page that showed Grindelwald, "He was in New York?"

"We ran into him," not a joyful realization that came to Gill at that, so she gave Hunter a worried look, "Remember that guy in MACUSA who wasn't too thrilled about us showing up in New York? Percival Graves? Grindelwald. It wasn't the real Graves, it was Grindelwald. But if that wasn't enough, you said at the port we were being followed. Bingo. Also Grindelwald in disguise. Now we get to the crux of the matter, though. I dubbed him a third-rate wizard; hinted that his time of terror would soon be over and announced the glory days of Lord Voldemort. Let's make it official. I fucked up."

"And all in a matter of days," it was amazing to witness Hunter downplaying the matter and not taking it seriously in any way that made anything but sense at this point, "What's he going to do? It says he's been arrested. Over and out. By then, if it manages to free itself, we are long back in our time."

Apart from all that, one problem had been solved shortly before their joint departure, namely, the one with their papers. From now on, there should be no more trouble, because Mr. Kavenor had given Hunter and Gillian valid papers the day before they left New York. A small consolation for what was.