She was a Taker

Chapter 9

Dear Newt,

I am glad that my information has been of some use to you and that it could help save your mother's herd.

I must admit I'm quite curious to hear about your old school, Hogwarts. I remember reading about it in my fourth year, but I don't think that Illvermorny liked to talk about other wizarding schools so it hardly mentioned anything. In your next letter could you possibly tell me more about it? I'm curious.

I love how you convinced your family to play Dreidel, it sounded like an enjoyable night. It made me laugh on how you described it, your family seems so fun.

This week was pretty hard, on Monday I was lying in bed thinking about the message Graves sent us, when suddenly it became clear. H23ElakeLstP is Help, 23 lake st. He gave us an address!

So I rushed out of the house to MACUSA to inform the President, when I accidentally ran into one of the workers and knocked him over. He was forgiving and also told me that I was in my Pajamas. He turned out to be pretty nice unlike some other people at MACUSA I know. Thankfully I was able to transfigure myself into some work clothes before meeting the president.

After hearing about the address, she gathered up all the aurors and we all set out for 23 lake street. Although once we arrived and we did a thorough search of the place there was no Mr Graves to be found.

The president came down pretty harsh on me and I was shunned by my fellow co workers, it was awful and embarrassing because I had been so sure that this is where he would be. We checked everywhere, under furniture, behind doors, we even used special locating spells to help us see if he had been transfigured into an object but no luck there either.

This doesn't make any sense, not unless those were not the right letters from Graves... I'm planning on heading to Betty Graves's home (His sister) to ask about the letters. Hopefully she can shed some light on the situation.

Also thank you so much on returning our mother's earring to us. Queenie and I are ever grateful. We didn't realize it was missing until a couple weeks ago when Queenie wanted to wear them on her daily trip to Jacob's bakery. Since then we've been searching around for it ever since.

And yes, to answer the pondering thought you must have been having for quite a while now. Jacob did get his bakery. And it's thriving, customers are waiting around the block just to get a taste of his sweets. It's always so crowded when we drop by, and Newt you will never believe what he did with his pastries... or you know what next time you come to New York I'll just show you. Sorry to keep you in suspense, but it's more incredible in person.

Queenie and I like to go by there every afternoon to buy pastries from him and see if he remembers anything. Everytime he seems to be on the brink of remembrance he just shakes his head and carries on the conversation. It's quite annoying really.

Wishing you well on your book,

Tina Goldstein

Newt frowned as he read the letter Tina had sent him. There was no Graves? But how? Tina figured out the message, there should have been at least a piece of clothing or a message.

From her letter she had seemed truly upset on how the investigation led on. He could detect traces of fallen tears on corners of the paper and he felt immediately sympathetic for the auror.

It was not Tina's fault that there was no Graves in the location, the President didn't have to scold her like that in front of all of her colleagues. He was seriously holding himself away from sending an owl of complaint to the President of MACUSA lecturing her on how she should treat her aurors.