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melanielovesfantasy · 2 years

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Sims 4 CC Alle Filmposter aus Phantastische Tierwesen Dumbledores Geheimnisse.

DL. https://drive.google.com/file/d/177rZMRBpuzOqPSPn0aivW-MfChfp_qbO/view?usp=sharing

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spongythedollyteapartyfan-blog · 2 years

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Du,bledore -and Harry Potyter in the future thoeries

i realise so no one would see th e spoiler i spelt doombledore wrong, lol, and the harrieis peoeoyters lol,

but thent the whole rest of the discussion, i made it all the correct spelling

so this is what i see, the new movies in the duture will be about,

it is all self explanitory, but we dont know who the children will be, of Hermoine ron, , 3 kids, , harry and GInni, 3 kids, , Slytherines gang in Malphoys,, because, they would have been told they were upitty politiical people, but harry potter works in the ministry,

who would want to retire

and Draco would be a lacky, , and a new wizard would return to take over the ministry,

so as time repeats, Dumbledore knew that, Grindlewald knew the future would repeat,

but see, Grindlewald, was not perfect he seemed more like Lockheart ,, he didnt know how to identify people in history, and who to swindle, who to take advenatage of, without repurcussions,

the same search for a boy, a wand, a cloak and the stone, , that Credence Barebone could do , who saw the future better then Grindlewald, as frindlewald was biased emotionally,

but did Creedence see, Voldermort or Harry Potter as the prophesy would have been false if Dumbledores trick was to implant false history into his brain, didi creedence teach dumbledore how to implant false memories maybe, and when Newt Scamander was in hogwarts in 191, to confirm that harry was the boy creednce saw,

like how the pensieve gave false memories that only the people sent to askaban get and recieve the mind wipe, oh no that means Hagrid got his mind zapped, Creedence could have seen saw Harry potters son Albus , FB is open ended, as it is a sequal trilogy set in a prequal timeline because it deals in time disruption,.

s, what will we see in the last Fantastic Beasts, will we see, Newt, accidently meet any young Hogwarts wizards, before 1991,. if, ROns father was with the ministry, and Newt was an expert in animals, Mr Weasley was also more in tune with magic animals also, so that might be a connection,

#Fantastic Beasts #fan theory #movie 4 #movie 5

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nincompoopydoo · 3 years

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CAUGHT IN A CROSSFIRE

— EYES, THEY TELL EVERYTHING ; PART 2 / ?

PAIRING: Theseus Scamander x reader WORD COUNT: 2.1k SUMMARY: Arriving at a strange and magical place, you suffer the effects of apparition and you discover the true importance of you as a witness and your involvement to the Restoration Movement. A/N: This took aaawwhhiillee to write but I’m plotting stuff up like a mad detective on a case so expect more. Enjoy this chapter!MASTERLIST ; MASTERPOST

The feeling could scarcely be described as your body being pulled apart and put back together all at once but for a split second. You clung to Theseus, the man you’ve merely met a moment ago, sweat beading down your neck as your wide eyes scan your surroundings. You don’t recognise the place but it’s enormous, with polished dark wood floors and towering beams stretching high above like massive archways. It reminded you of King’s Cross but larger and grander. Before you could take in more of the sights, your stomach churns unannounced. You began to feel the rising of bile in your throat, and your knees go weak, your form bending towards the ground. Theseus’ grip around your waist tightened, catching you before you collapse farther onto the ground. Unable to form words, your hand flies to cover your mouth as you feel nausea clawing against your throat.

Yet, despite being trained to think quick as an Auror, he never figured a way to prevent you from spewing all over the ground in time because, in an instant, that was exactly what you did. Passing strangers stagger away from you, muttering a few curses while Theseus continues to hold on to you, flashing apologetic smiles at the people staring. The moving crowd avoided the two of you, parting like the Red Sea. Immediately, the stinging in your throat disappears, but your stomach still doesn’t feel as good and your head is spinning. “I’m sorry but what the bloody hell was that?” you groaned, heaving a heavy sigh. You’re still bent down, hand on your knee and the other still grasped on the man’s arm.

Theseus’ laugh comes out more like a puff of air, hand patting against your back gently. “Come on, we have to get going before anyone finds out that you’re not supposed to be here.” With you being a muggle, dead centre of a bustling crowd of witches and wizards, you’re bound to get into as much trouble as you were in the beginning. Morrigan had eyes everywhere and with you having a probable connection with her and the movement, it’s substantial to keep you safe for the moment. You are a witness after all.

You finally straighten your back, and your eyes instantly find his. He stretches his palm out to yours. “I realised I hadn't given you my name. I’m Theseus,” he introduces himself, flashing a modest smile. Charming name, just like him.

You shake his hand, ignoring the way the warmth of his hands against yours makes your heart race just a little. You mention your name, returning a gentle smile despite throwing up all over the floor moments ago. It disappears as soon as your stomach begins to churn once more and your lips turn into a scowl. Theseus ignores the way his heart clenched at the vanish of your smile.

You then find yourself weaving through bodies of men and women in business wear, all seemingly in a hurry. You seize the chance to try and figure out where exactly you were because up to that point, you still had no clue where you were, who were the men who saved you, and why you’re in danger. You’ve stepped foot onto foreign grounds and never felt as lost as you did at that moment. Nonetheless, the sights were breathtaking, and you figured that if the man you’re clinging to is indeed a magical being—a wizard, then perhaps this a place for magical beings alike, acting as some sort of middle point. You turned your head up, spotting the peacock blue cascading across the ceiling, gleaming golden symbols that were constantly moving and changing. Your gaze returns to the man beside you, whose eyes dart cautiously across every person that walks by. They glint with determination but you notice the exhaustion in them. Almost old and wise, like they’ve seen many things. You’ve seen that in your father’s eyes, having been the child of a war veteran. Yet, as strange as this place was, the people you’re with and the situation you’ve ended up in, you find yourself wanting to stay here for as long as you could. To feel safe was all you yearned for the longest time and here, at that exact moment, you admit that for the first time, you experience what it feels like to feel protected.

Maybe, it was because he promised you safety and no one has ever done it for you.

You were escorted to an office, average-sized and lined with wooden filing cabinets. It was incredibly cluttered with books piled at every corner, folders and documents scattered across the mahogany desk. Theseus entrusted you with a rather enthusiastic bespectacled lady as you nursed a chilled cup of ginger beer in which she had offered you to help with the nausea. She had fiery hair that ended just above her shoulders and was of short stature. With crinkled eyes and a broad smile, she stuck out her hand to you, “Hello there, it is an honour to meet you,” the woman greeted you excitedly, “I’m Elizabeth Button, Theseus’ assistant. But everyone calls me Betty Button.” You eyed her curiously, but you accepted her hand in a handshake. She continued to oddly burst with excitement over your presence, “I’m so glad you are here although you aren’t supposed to be here in the first place. Oh, but I never met a muggle before!”

You blink, brows furrowing. “...a muggle?”

A pause and then, she laughed bashfully. “Oh, Merlin! I’m sorry, I forget you muggles don’t speak wizardry argot,” She sends a playful albeit gentle slap to your shoulder, “Muggles are what we call those lacking any sort of magical ability. So, darling, you’re a muggle and I’m a witch!”

Your brow twitched; it’s almost like a moment of epiphany. This was the first time since you were caught in the crossfire that someone finally explained something about this place to you. Though, you still had plenty of questions.

Taking a sip of the ginger beer, you queried Betty, “Where exactly am I?” with an unwavering smile, she explained, “Well, we’re in the Ministry of Magic. To be exact, we’re right under Whitehall,” she gestures to the ceiling with an outstretched index finger and you instinctively glance upwards. Then, Betty leaned closer to you, left hand curved and placed beside her mouth and spoke quietly. “Although I’m not supposed to be telling you that but you are after all not going to recall any of this in the end.” she sighs, leaning back in her chair opposite yours. “It really is a pity.”

Excuse me, not going to remember this? What is that supposed to mean?

Before you could question her further, the door opened revealing a distressed-looking Theseus. An older silver-haired man, trailed behind him, his demeanour was harsh with an air of authority. At that moment, you decided you didn’t like him. A brush to your shoulder, Betty flashed you a fleeting smile. She doesn’t look as thrilled anymore. “I best be off, then,” she mutters before feeling past the two men and out the door. The churning in your stomach returns and you suddenly begin to miss Betty’s company. The man spotted you and immediately, a crease between his brows appeared in anger. “What is she still doing here?” he spat, gesturing to you. You sank deeper into your seat.

“Travers, she is a witness. Muggle or not, she is the only target to have survived.”

A moment of silence passed, neither of them said anything. The vile man, named Travers, glanced at you momentarily before heaving a heavy sigh. “Fine,” he exhaled and made a beeline to the filing cabinet behind the desk, pulling out a folder from the drawer. “Prepare the quill. This starts right now.” Travers ordered with a pointed look to Theseus. With a flick of the wand, a quill appeared out of thin air, hovering over a blank sheet of paper just ahead of you. You couldn’t help but stare at it, eyes wide. No matter the number of strange events you have been witnessing for the past few hours, it still shocks you whenever you see something new and frankly impossible as far as you were concerned.

Theseus proceeded to take Betty’s spot beside you while Travers settled for the Chesterfield armchair on the other end of the desk, propping his elbows against the edge of it. The man stared at the two of you with narrowed eyes before his eyes flicker towards the file he had flipped open, scanning through its contents. You glanced at Theseus warily; he nods assuringly but that doesn’t do anything for the twisting sensation in your chest. No one has given you a proper explanation of the importance of you being in this strange place, surrounded by strange people and to be honest, you aren’t even certain if you would completely understand if one was ever offered to you. Hence, you sat meekly and took your last sip of the ginger beer, hoping that it will somewhat calm your nerves. The longing for home overwhelmed you, yet you realised you had nowhere to go after all. Home was long gone and now you were trapped between worlds, both of which you never have and never will truly comprehend.

Whatever may come, you had no care for it but the man named Theseus offered you a glimpse of what it feels like to have hope once more. Consequently, you bargain all your faith in him the very moment he stepped into your life in a time of distress. You trust him like you have known him forever and you know, the feelings are mutual. You’re still yet to see if your gut has been correct after all.

The questions began, direct ones and shot at you like quickfire but you do not hesitate. Though, you couldn’t help but stare at the enchanted quill, writing on its own by the corner of the desk. You disclosed your full name, age and occupation. As for your current home address, you tell Travers you don’t have one. Although you couldn’t help but stare at the enchanted quill, writing on its own by the corner of the desk.

As for Theseus, it was the first time since he met you that he finally knew your name and that you worked at the gloves factory downtown as a simple seamstress. You were recently laid off due to cutbacks caused by the recession. He began to recognise his luck in terms of career, home and family when in reality, it hasn’t been kind to everyone, including you. The dark circles below your dull eyes were a lot more prominent in light of this office—when he knew the troubles you were facing. You hid them well, but eyes, they tell everything.

It was only when Travers laid out a few photographs, portraits of women and men, in front of you that things started to take a turn. Each of them were pictures of the suspected and confirmed members of the Restoration Movement. “Do you recognise any of them?” the man queried and the room grew quiet as you scanned each of their faces. They didn’t look ordinary, demeanours were filled with fury and full of grudge. Enough to kill someone. Then, as you set your eyes on the last photograph to your right, your brows immediately drew together, mouth agape. You blink up to meet their gazes with eyes glinted with confusion. With a finger pointed towards the picture of a young man, you breathed. “That's my brother.”

The air in the room shifted as soon as those words escaped your lips. Theseus does a double-take while Travers only blinked at you, both in the midst of wrapping their heads around what you had just told them. “That's your...brother?” Theseus gestured to the photograph and observed you with slightly wide eyes, almost in disbelief. You merely nodded, eyes fleeting between the two with worry. “Yes, I’m sure. He looks a little older in this but that’s impossible,” you exhaled a brief laugh, still confused. “Because he’s not alive. He died in the war.”

The two wizards shared a look momentarily. Not only because Theseus proved that he was accurate about your suspected involvement with the Restoration Movement but you were simply deeply involved in it and frankly, there was more to it than meets the eye. Travers only heaved a relatively profound sigh, closed the folder within his grasp and raised his hands to rub his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he spoke to Theseus, “Take her to the Obliviator Headquarters.”

#theseus scamander x reader #theseus scamander #newt scamander #theseus x reader #theseus scamander x you #theseus scamander imagine #harry potter #fantastic beasts #tina goldstein #creedence barebone #dumbledore

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fanrifficnumber1superguy · 4 years

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Just finished Fantastic Beasts 2, and now im thinking;

Phoenixes are supposed to come to Dumbledores when they are in need.

Creedence/Aurelius is conflicted over his allegiance.

Grindelwald never said the need was for his side.

Maybe that phoenix came just in time.

#fantastic beasts #spoilers #spoiler warning #creedence barebone #dumbledore #grindelwald #the crimes of grindelwald

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enlightenednaturex · 5 years

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1st year Harry: What do you see in the mirror professor?

Older Dumbledore: oh you know just me and some socks

Also Dumbledore:

Unborn Harry:

#harry potter #crimes of grindelwald #albus dumbledore #hermione granger #ron weasley #george weasley #queenie #tina goldstein #newt scamander #creedence barebone #lord voldemort #grindewald #like #reblog #jk rowling

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therestisconfettii · 5 years

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Buntys shirt quip was a mood

Young albus and gellert... I stan

Leta was amazing and deserved better

Queenie, baby you broke my heart

Why did it have to be Johnny Depp?

Newt licking the floor - I’m here for it

Was that supposed to be the titanic or?

Minerva wasn’t born then but I’ll accept

Dumbledore is a fashion icon

Niffler is everything. Protect that baby at all cost.

The Phoenix snatched my wig

Albus and Newt leaving everyone on the bridge for a cup of tea - oh so British

That Chinese dragon beast thing was amazing and I want one

Salamander

Albus was oh so gay and it was oh so perfect

Just a few of my many thoughts right now

#fantastic beasts #fantastic beasts crimes of grindelwald #crimes of grindelwald #albus dumbledore #jude law #gellert grindelwald #leta lestrange #newt scamander #queenie #queenie goldstein #bunty #mirror of erised #harry potter #potterhead #hogwarts #grindelwald #fantastic beasts the crimes of grindelwald #creedence barebone

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newtsnifflerss · 5 years

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smiley boy✨🌻 (you’re new ezra miller wallpapers that i took at the early screening, you’re welcome ;) )

#ezra miller #creedence barebone #fantastic beasts the crimes of grindelwald #fantastic beasts #fantastic beasts and where to find them #eddie redmayne #percival graves #percival x newt #tina goldstein #newt x tina #harry potter

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 5 years

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I think Fantastic Beasts 2 could’ve been received better had they split the plot into two movies. Have the second movie be focused entirely on Leta and Yusuf’s plot, then bring Grindelwald back in the third movie. Then, end the second movie with the revelation that Newt has been secretly working with Albus Dumbledore this whole time and Creedence and Nagini go on the run while being stalked by Grindelwald’s followers.

The scene at the tombs where Leta reveals she accidentally drowned her half-brother would be the true climax of the second movie. Then in the third movie, there’d be room to have Leta interact with Grindelwald, which would give more weight to her sacrifice at the end of the movie.

There’d also be more time to develop Queenie’s motivations in joining Grindelwald, Jacob’s return to the world of magic, what Tina has been doing after the first movie, Theseus’ overall character, and Newt and Tina’s romance. Also, the Lestrange family mystery drama wouldn’t be as rushed as it was in the actual movie.

#Fantastic Beasts #fantastic beasts 2 #fbtcog #Newt Scamander #queenie goldstein #Jacob Kowalski #Tina Goldstein #grindelwald #albus dumbledore #leta lestrange #yusuf kama #theseus scamander #nagini #creedence barebone #the crimes of grindelwald

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frombeginingtoend · 5 years

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Character + S/O Songs

Harry Potter

Landslide - Oh Wonder

Melt With You - Modern English

S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W - My Chemical Romance

Ron Weasley

All The Small Things - Blink-182

Fell In Love With A Girl - The White Stripes