The bright moon hung low in the west. The city's traffic, which had roared noisily throughout the day, had finally begun to thin out. Yet even at this hour, New York, this modern metropolis, still had no shortage of brightly lit office buildings—for instance, Wall Street, the financial holy land of the Muggle world, stretching from Broadway to the East River, including the World Trade Center Twin Towers where Amosta and Remus lived.
And, of course, the Woolworth Building, where MACUSA was located.
To Muggles looking at it from outside, however, the building had already gone dark. They had no idea that a vast and unusual community was working through the night to resolve the events that had taken place in New York tonight.
An emergency meeting was underway on the floor occupied by the Department of Security.
"We have now completed the cover-up at the scene. The Muggles will believe the explosion was caused by aging electrical wiring in the building."
In the stiflingly tense conference room, an Auror rose to address Graves, who sat at the head of the table with a grim expression.
"Fortunately, the explosion occurred on the rooftop, so no Muggles witnessed any magic."
Graves nodded, and the reporting Auror continued.
"Also, Amosta Breen provided us with some information. He believes the incident was caused by an error involving a Venomous Tentacula smuggled into the country as part of a transaction between two parties."
Newt Scamander had strongly insisted on taking care of the smuggled Venomous Tentacula himself, but the Department of Security could not possibly allow such a dangerous creature to remain in private hands—especially when several 5X-level magical creatures had already disappeared from the hidden magical creature reserve in New York's Central Park.
At the mention of Amosta Breen's name, a stir arose