Trouble
Fuck.
Grindelwald.
Grindelwald was at large again. Another rally had disturbed the peace of the wizarding world. Well, Albus could have worded that better, Gellert wasn't exactly 'at large' yet, but Albus knew his ex-lover, if Gellert wanted to watch the world burn, he would set it on fire. No matter the price.
He had already gotten some of the pure-bloods on his side. He called his followers 'acolytes'
Soon, Gellert would become too powerful.
Hell, he was already wielding the elder wand.
Albus felt guilty. After all, he had gotten that idea in Gellert's head. Oh how stupid was he? He was blinded by rage, he wanted revenge on muggles. He abendoned his family because he was too busy 'trying to save them'
A knock interupted his thoughts.
Leta Lestrange and Newt Scamander spetted in his office.
Oh god, what have they done?
Newt, Leta and fantastic beasts were a recipe for disaster.
"Yes?" Albus looked at them, Newt was bright red, smiling sheepishly. The professor already knew where this was going.
"We got detention" Leta responded.
"I can see that." Dumbledore replied, must've been Minerva who sent them, she would always send those two to him. "What did you do?"
Albus tried his hardest to not look amused, hopefully his beard would hide his slight smile.
"Well.. Pickett escaped and got in professor McGonagall's hair-" Leta started, but was interrupted by Newt,
"So, naturally, Leta thought it was a good idea to turn professor McGonagalls hair green so she 'WOULDN'T NOTICE' that there is a baby bowtruckle in her bun." Newt finished, smirking as Letas face turned beet red.
Albus laughed at that, completely dropping his serious act.
"Why in the name of Merlin did you think that was a good idea Miss Lestrange?" So bloody bizzare.
"I panicked! That was the first thing that came to mind!" Leta said apologetically. She wasn't sorry at all. "Im not good in those sort of situations" she practically whined.
Wow, this girl was good at lying. Both Newt and Professor Dumbledore knew that she wanted to pull a prank on Professor McGonagall for ages. Only Leta would want to prank the schools most stern teacher. This girl was a menace, but Albus was glad those two outcasts got close, he was glad niether of them were alone anymore. And he had to admit, they shared an interest for magical creatures.
Right, detention.
"Alright you two, your detention is to go and take care of the thestrals in the forbidden forest." Albus smirked at Newts groan. He knew that was the worst punishment for him, he couldn't see the thestrals and he couldn't study them. So close to magical creatures, yet he couldn't see them, or pet them, and he had no clue what they looked like.
Of course, Newt read a bunch on those magestic creatures, but all of those descriptions were so biased it pretty much turned into poetry.
'Look of pure evil in their ghostly white eyes', 'skeletal bodies starved of happiness and sunlight', 'reminder of your most terrifying loss'
Those people described thestrals like they were dementors. Thestrals weren't evil and foul. Hell, they weren't even aggresive, they only attacked when provoked. But when have wizards treated magical creatures with respect?
Never.
Newt was going to change that even if it was the last thing he did. That was gonna be his life goal. He wasn't going to write an extermination guide like all of the other 'magizoologists' do.
He was filled with even more determination, he wasn't just going to prove his parents wrong, he was going to prove the whole wizarding world wrong. He was going to become the first ever (actual) magizoologist. The only magizoologist who loved magical creatures with passion.