The black curtain writhed and wove through the air like a living thing, rapidly enveloping the surrounding buildings and billowing freely over the entire city.
The bustling streets fell deathly silent in an instant.
Every wizard on the street stopped and looked up at the sky in terror.
"This is..."
Thena's expression changed sharply. "It's Grindelwald! He's summoning his followers!"
The emblem of a raven appeared on the enormous black curtain. Beneath it, a line of glaring silver text had been branded with dark magic:
[Lestrange Family Tomb. If you want to learn the truth about your origins, meet me here.]
The surrounding wizards looked at the message with a mixture of terror and bewilderment, but Hermione and her companions understood. Although it named no one, this message was intended specifically for Credence.
"He knows where I came from!"
Credence grew excited. "I'm going."
"No! It's too dangerous!"
Thena grabbed him and said sharply, "This is a trap. Grindelwald is definitely up to no good. This is obviously a trap aimed at you!"
"But I have to know who I am!"
Credence grew frantic. He knew the man probably wasn't helping him out of kindness, but he had no choice.
"Actually, you don't have to go. You're really..." Newt was just about to tell Credence the truth.
"Then let's go." A clear voice cut him off.
Newt and Thena turned at the same time, staring at Hermione in disbelief.
Hermione looked unruffled, a smile playing at her lips.
"Since he's already set the stage, wouldn't it be a waste of all his effort and hospitality if we didn't show up?"
Thena wanted to say more, but Newt held her back. She restrained her impulse and swallowed her words.
Since Hermione didn't want them to tell Credence about his origins, she