A ferry had just docked into New York. Amongst big crowds of people, was one, lonely looking, middle aged man. This man is called Newt Scamander. He was sat by himself, on a small bench. None of the people who were passing by acknowledged him in any way.
By his side was his case.
To any 'normal' people, the case contains clothes, books and maybe even a couple of puzzles.
But, little do those 'normal' people know, that inside Newt's case was a huge jungle of fantastic beasts....
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Newt Scamander - My Life In New York City
FanfictionThis is based on the film but the character roles have been switched around.
