Silver memories slowly swirled within the Crystal Vial, reflecting a faint silvery gleam in Wade's eyes.
He opened the Book of Friends and found Braun's message on one of the pages—
[...Following the clues, we found the Dream Weaver. He was a Goblin who called himself Grimson, extremely old and highly skilled in magic. He easily controlled Abigail, the animals in the forest, and even all sorts of objects in his room.
Fortunately, you gave me protective measures in advance, so I was not affected by that fellow and ultimately succeeded in killing him.
Afterward, we found the place where he stored his memories. Abigail insisted on recovering her own memories. The instant they were restored—as you had predicted—she died from the curse on her heart.
Please do not be saddened by Abigail's death—she learned the truth she wanted and paid the price for her past.
Before she died, she gave me a memory. I do not know what it contains, but I think there must be something in it that she wanted to tell you. Perhaps that was also why she had to die.
It would be far too unsafe to send something like this back to Britain over such a long distance by seabird, and Muggle delivery methods are unreliable as well. I will first ask Wilan to give it to the elder Mr. Gray. You can see it once you return home for the holidays.
Mr. Grindelwald has assigned me a new mission, and I will soon depart for Africa. Is there anything you want? Send me a message, and I will bring it back for you.
Also, how does it feel to be back at Hogwarts? I hope the courses you arranged for yourself are not too demanding.
Yours faithfully,
V.N.]
On weekend mornings, snow