But he couldn't even beat an old man, so Tina was definitely displeased. It was only natural that she found Dumbledore unpleasant.
"Wayne." The old woman earnestly advised him, "You're a smart child, but whatever you do, don't learn from him. Don't let Dumbledore use you while you thank him for it."
"Don't worry, Granny Tina." Wayne smiled. "The Boy Who Lived is in my year."
"The headmaster won't notice an insignificant nobody like me."
"The Boy Who Lived?" Tina furrowed her brows. "That boy who survived the Killing Curse?"
"That's right, Harry Potter. He's my classmate, and he defeated the Dark Lord."
"Heh."
Tina let out a cold laugh and offered no further comment. She said nothing, yet somehow said everything.
A Dark wizard who hadn't even set foot on the European continent could be called the Dark Lord?
Only those who had truly witnessed Grindelwald's terror could understand what the title of Dark Lord really represented.
Unfortunately, although they had won back then, an entire generation had been wiped out, and the Wizarding World had been declining by the day.
Knock, knock, knock!
Suddenly, a noise came from underground, and a trapdoor was thrown open.
"Tina, I heard you talking to someone. Are Jacob and Queenie here?" The old man speaking walked up the stairs and emerged onto the ground. Wayne rose and was just about to greet him when the old man saw him, too.
With a whoosh, he ducked back into the basement, pulling the trapdoor shut behind him. Wayne: "..."
"Sorry, Wayne. It's one of Newt's old habits. He's a little afraid of strangers." Tina's smile turned awkward.
After taking two deep breaths, Tina stared at the trapdoor and said coldly:
"Newt, if you don't come out within thirty seconds, I'll throw all your Nifflers