Here he was again. smuggling some kind of beasts, trying to save poor souls from evil men who breed them for the money. It was almost like Morrigan was thrown back in time, almost like nothing had CHANGED. But in fact, everything had changed, she had changed. While she was following them, shifted in her spider form, crawling at the top of the walls, she could hear them talking, about some egg Newt wanted to buy --- what exactly it was she did not know, did not care, over the years the darkness inside her grew her so numb towards feelings that even seeing him again after all those years, did nothing to her. But still her curiosity was there. She was crawling down the wall, towards the man who tried to sell some eggs, yet Morrigan knew that he was nothing more than a cheater, were those silver eggs nothing but fake and empty inside. But as naive as NEWT was at times, he would buy them without even checking them just to save some misunderstood creatures. Back then she almost admired him, almost thought the same as he did, but over the years, nothing of that was left inside her.
Just within an instant, the spider built up into a female figure and one second later, her features showed again but it was too late for the other, her dagger slit deep into his throat before he even recognized that she was standing behind him. Shocked eyes looked at her as the corpse slides to the ground and as if it was nothing, an evil smile spread along her FEATURES, features which still looked the same but darkness and black magic clearly formed its way through it. Her eyes, the key to her soul, nothing but black and evil. It was obvious, that what Morrigan feared so much did happen in the end, the Horcrux took over her body slowly but steady and the moments she actually had full control over it were rare.