"Hey, you two little ones, don't just whisper to each other and ignore everyone else." The girl floated before them, hands on her hips as she sternly lectured them.
At that moment, lightning suddenly streaked across the sky. Everyone poked their heads out in turn and saw Grindelwald, accompanied by the puppet, slowly flying toward Hogwarts amid the lightning.
The girl flew to the window, gripping the ledge with both hands. "Wow," she exclaimed, then turned to the cluster of wizards behind her. "What's that? It's flying toward us?"
"Watch out!" Muya rushed over, grabbed her hand, and pulled her away.
When the dust settled, a huge hole had appeared where she had just been standing, with two vague figures visible in its center.
"Cough, cough, cough. Seriously? Who told you to break in through the window?" Muya's voice startled the girl beside her into looking at her in confusion, as though wondering whether she could perform ventriloquism.
Grindelwald wore an unconcerned, roguish expression. "Couldn't be helped. Your flying device was hit by some crazy woman with an explosive hairstyle and malfunctioned. This was the nearest, fastest way to avoid smashing you into the ground and scattering parts everywhere."
"You two, don't get so caught up in chatting that you selectively ignore the rest of us. I imagine what Mr. Dumbledore wants most right now is for you to restore this place to its original state." Tom's smiling, narrowed eyes made a limited-time return.
The girl beside Muya instantly appeared before Grindelwald and the puppet. "Wow, a living Grindelwald—and this little alchemical puppet..."
With her golden-glowing hand, she pinched the puppet's cheek. "Oh~ such realistic texture. As expected of my daughter, a genius just like me!"
Beside her, Grindelwald swept an incomprehending gaze over everyone from Muya to Newt.
"Oh,