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Tina was left alone in Theseus’ living room, as both Scamander brothers had to leave the place a few minutes ago. Newt was trying to catch his Niffler who had begun to discover the house and had already stolen a light pull from the hall; and Theseus were in the kitchen, helping Jacob Kowalski with the dinner. While waiting for them to come back, the auror decided to look around the living room.
It was quite big and cozy, she stated in mind and her lips curled up into a smile, when she noticed some framed pictures of the Scamander family on the shelves. She stepped closer to take a look, when she heard a strange noise. As if someone was calling Theseus’ name. Her first thought was to check the fireplace, as sometimes wizards were travelling through them, but it was all clear. She listened carefully, trying to detect where the sound was coming from. Was that a talking photograph? Or a painting? Or...
That was when she noticed a hand mirror on one of the bookshelves (not on the one with the pictures). It was quite small, but heavily decorated - to be honest, it didn’t really fit this house. With her wand in her had, she carefully lifted the mirror, which was still calling Theseus’ name. However, as she looked into it, she almost dropped it, because Leta Lestrange was inside. Leta, who had died in Paris. She had seen her burning in those blue flames, and now she was in the mirror.
“Le... Leta?” she said, with her voice trembling a little and her fingers were clenching around her wand.