#torquil travers

[apicelladonna]

-Albus Dumbledore, 1927 Hogwarts interrogation as transcribed by Torquil Travers

[animaltension]

Travers: You and Grindelwald were as close as brothers

Dumbledore: Oh, we were closer than brothers

Travers: ........."closer than brothers", like, what? the closest persons?...like...best friends?or what? I don't get it

Dumbledore:

[theseussscamander]

he looks so young lmao this looks like an end-of-school-year selfie with all his favourite teachers

[freedomforthewin]

Salty Tea

*Theseus Scamander, Leta Lestrange, and Tina Goldstein enter the break room of the Ministry of Magic. They chat happily as Theseus makes them tea.*

*Just then, Gunnar Grimmson saunters in, humming merrily. He opens the cupboard and grabs a teapot and teacup.*

Theseus: Well, you're certainly in a good mood today, Grimmson.

Grimmson: Yes, indeed! My darling's break will be starting soon. I thought I’d surprise her with her favorite tea.

Leta: You don't have a girlfriend.

Grimmson: *turning to Leta* YET. I don't have her YET. Slowly but surely, it'll happen.

Theseus: *politely* Well, I wish you all the best.

Grimmson: *grabs a teaspoon from the drawer* Yeah yeah.

*Grimmson goes to the cupboard by the fridge to get sugar as Newt Scamander, Theseus’s younger brother, walks in. Newt opens the fridge, accidentally hitting Grimmson with it as Grimmson was about to grab the sugar container.*

Grimmson: *turning to Newt* Hey! Are you blind? Watch it.

Newt: *mutters* Sorry.

*Newt quickly grabs the carton of milk and proceeds to get what he needed to make himself some tea.*

*Grimmson's hand, which had been right in front of the sugar container until he got hit by the fridge door, accidentally moved in front of the salt container. Distracted by the sudden hit, he accidentally retrieved the salt container and took it to the counter. He started to make the tea.*

Theseus: Newt!

*Newt turns around. Theseus, Tina, and Leta happily greet him, and he smiles and greets them back. Then, he starts to make his tea.*

*Theseus Leta, and Tina had been conversing when Theseus looks over at the ingredients that Grimmson was using. Theseus noticed the salt container in Grimmson’s hand, and his eyes widened.*

Theseus: *whispers to Tina and Leta and points at the counter where the ingredients are* Look, he used salt instead of sugar.

*Tina and Leta smile amusedly.*

Theseus: *to Grimmson* Hey, you put –

*Tina tugs on Theseus’s arm to quiet him. He looks at her as she smiles mischievously.*

Tina: *whispers* Why get involved? Let him make it.

Leta: *in a hushed voice* And enjoy the show afterwards.

*Grimmson looks over at them suspiciously; Newt, curiously. Leta and Tina look at Grimmson.*

Leta: We were just talking about how nice it is that you’re making her tea.

Tina: Yeah. She'll appreciate the sweet gesture.

Grimmson: I would think so. Anyways it's men’s job to take care of women. Both of you should be more like her instead of trying to pretend you’re like men.

*Grimmson turns back around to finish making the tea. Newt goes back to making his tea and shakes his head at Grimmson’s comment, annoyed. Tina and Leta roll their eyes and look back at Theseus, their eyes asking him to please not say anything and let Grimmson give the woman the salty tea. Theseus, who has spoken up numerous times against Grimmson’s misogyny only for it to go in one ear and out the other every time, gives a small sigh and nods to his friends.*

*When Newt’s tea is finished, Newt takes it and walks over to Theseus, Tina, and Leta. The women smile mischievously and whisper to Newt about what Grimmson did to the tea. Newt covers his mouth, stifling a laugh.*

*Grimmson takes the prepared tea and walks to the door, seductively.*

Grimmson: Mary, I thought I’d surprise you with your favorite drink!

*Tina, Newt, and Leta gasp as Theseus smiles like a child on Christmas Day.*

Leta: It's for Mary?!?! Mary Anderson? Oh God.

Newt: We’ve got to stop Grimmson.

Tina: *yells* Mary—-

*Theseus tugs on Tina’s arm to silence her.*

Theseus: *points his wand at the three of them* None of you say a word. Let her drink it.

*They look at him incredulously.*

Theseus: What? She had it coming.

Leta: Theseus!

Theseus: Oh come on. She didn't like that I was chosen over her for the Head Auror position! She's been retaliating against me for it.

Leta: Yeah, but she's my boss.

Tina: She's not my boss, but pranking her could make her more mad.

Newt: I agree.

Theseus: Neither of you put the salt in her tea. And neither did I. We’ll be fine! Salt won't kill her.

*Theseus walks out the door, smiling excitedly. Tina, Newt, and Leta look at each other and follow him to Mary’s office.*

*Theseus stands at the edge of the door, peeking inside eagerly. Leta, Newt, and Tina walk into view.*

Leta: *loudly* You know, it's interesting. Salt is so universal in cooking, even in drinks. It improves the flavor in so many things.

*As Leta talks, Tina and Newt motion with their hands to not drink the tea. Mary and Grimmson look at the four people in the doorway, confused.*

Leta: However, it doesn’t make everything taste good.

*Theseus glares at Leta before turning back to Mary.*

Leta: As a matter of fact, it’ll make some things taste worse!

*As Leta talks, Theseus looks at Mary his eyes begging her to not understand what Leta, Tina, and Newt were trying to tell her and to just take a sip.*

Leta: Salt and sugar look the same. You wouldn't be able to tell the difference just by looking at it, but you could by tasting it. But is that really a risk worth taking?

*Mary looks at the tea Grimmson had given her and starts to laugh, finally getting it.*

Grimmson: What is it?

Mary: Nothing. Nothing.

*Torquil Travers, Theseus’s boss, walks into Anderson’s office.*

Mary: Mr. Travers!

Travers: Mary! How are you doing?

Mary: Very well, thank you. Gunnar just made me some tea. I haven't had it yet. Why don't you try it?

*Theseus gasps as Leta, Newt, and Tina push him away from the door. The four of them speed away from Mary’s office.*

Travers: *to Mary* No, of course not. He made it specifically for you.

Mary: And while I do appreciate that, I just had some tea a little while ago. I think I'm good for now. Maybe he can make it again a different day. I'm sure he'd be fine if you had it. You look like you’ve been having a tiring day.

Travers: *smiles* That I have. Alright, if you insist.

*Travers sits down and takes a sip of the tea. His smile disappears.*

Grimmson: What is it?

*The liquid remains in Travers's mouth for a little bit. He looks at Grimmson in horror.*

*Travers eyes Grimmson and thinks You mad man. You can't even get this right. You'll never be able to get married.*

Grimmson: Say something, Mr. Travers!

 *Travers forces himself to swallow the tea in his mouth. His eyes clamp shut in disgust.*

Travers: It’s…um…

Grimmson: No matter. *He takes the tea from Travers.* It's for Mary, anyway.

Grimmson: *to Mary* Just drink from the opposite side of where he drunk.

Travers: *as he grabs the cup* No, I think it's better if she doesn't take it. I think she'd prefer it with sugar anyway.

Grimmson: I put sugar in it!

Travers: No, you didn’t, you idiot! You put salt in it!

*Mary bites her lip, stifling a laugh.*

Grimmson: I did?

Travers: Yes!

Grimmson: …Oh…

Travers: *to Mary* I'll do you a favor and dump this out.

*Mary nods to him amusedly. He gets up, takes the cup, and heads to the break room.*

Mary: Thanks anyway, Gunnar.

*Grimmson gives her an embarrassed smile.*

[kuslalumonka]

мої маленькі мяу мяу моя терапія

[litsetaure]

Compensating…

Albus: So! That must be Grindelwald’s castle.

Travers: Uh-huh. That’s the place.

Albus: D’you think maybe he’s compensating for something? *sniggers*

Travers: *just looks confused*

[69-toojay]

Travers : Your ex is killing people!

Albus: That sounds like a you problem.

[hogwartscastle]

Travers: It pains me to say it because I don't like you -

*both laugh*

Travers: - but you are the only wizard who is his equal. I need you to fight him.

Albus: I can't.