User:Seth Cooper/sandbox

Transcripts of. All references to "Edgar Croptwig" refer to Mathilda Grimblehawk's partner.

Case 1: Something in the Air
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic! Glad to see you found the Beast Division okay. I'm Mathilda Grimblehawk, your new partner! We don't just investigate incidents involving magical creatures here; we also get to deal with the beasts! Sounds dangerous, right? Don't worry, I expect your first day will be pretty quiet..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I don't believe it! This is Gordon Horton, the Cannons' Keeper, and he looks hurt! You're right, we should get him to St. Mungo's right away - he needs a Healer!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Poor guy. The Chudley Cannons have got enough problems as it is. But we've got our next lead! We should go to that bell tower he mentioned and see what we can find."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"What's that you've found? A nest? Well, that confirms we're not dealing with a dragon, at least. But there could be something in there that tells us more. Let's search through it!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk in the Old Bell Tower

"What could this nest be hiding? Let's clean up a bit and see if there's anything under there."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Great work! So what have we got here? Fragments of something... We should take a closer look!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Let's try putting these fragments back together with a Mending Charm."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"It's an egg! And a big one, at that. The beast we're looking for must've laid this."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A Hippogriff, nesting in the old bell tower! Of course! No wonder it attacked Gordon! The poor thing was just trying to defend its young."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Excellent work on your first case! The Hippogriff will be relocated, so it won't interfere with the Cannons any more... Not that it'll help their chances in the league. But what a find - and on your first day, too! It looks like we can expect great things from you!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 1
"Look at this place! The door has been smashed clean off its hinges. What could've caused this chaos? The destruction is very scattered. It certainly looks like an angry beast was set loose! Can you find anything that might tell us more?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk at the Leaky Cauldron

"Spilled pickled eels? It's worth cleaning it up if you think there's something underneath all that mess. And you've found some broken metal. Maybe repairing it will tell us something! If we need help, I'm sure we can ask Sage Bragnam. He's our historian back at the Ministry."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well, that's one sort of gold-toothed monster! Let's find out what the bartender saw."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Yep, this is a wizard tent, alright. Larger on the inside, of course. Look at all this damage! Let's see if we can find any clues left by the beast that was in here."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"This tent has seen better days. Find anything, Edgar? Some kind of device, all smashed up? I bet we could repair it and work out what it is. Hello, a big track of mud! The beast must have left this. We should take a closer look."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"That's a Sneakoscope! Well done, Edgar, not the easiest thing to put back together. Oh no, the Sneakoscope just lit up! That means someone untrustworthy is nearby... It isn't me, I swear!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"There's something underneath all this mud and ice... A golden feather! That's a bit unusual. This must belong to the beast! Let's get it sent over to Sage right away. We'll see what he thinks."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Brilliant repair job, Croptwig! Is that a teapot? Oh, I recognise this - it's the Leaky Cauldron's floating teapot! I've had my share of strong brews from this beauty. Smashed in the line of duty... it brings a tear to my eye. I wonder what could cause this kind of damage? Good idea! Sage's deep knowledge of magical beasts - and teapots - might tell us what did this."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 2
"So, it wasn't just a beast that got stuck in that tent, a Muggle was trapped in there too! It's a wonder she wasn't hurt, given what the beast did to the Leaky Cauldron. Shacklehorn clearly failed to protect his tent with Muggle-repelling charms. That's a breach of the International Statute of Secrecy! We have to find our what that Muggle saw! And we'd better deal with Shacklehorn, too. I wonder if he's feeling any better yet?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"That explains why the Sneakoscope went off. Her aim is to reveal the creatures we're trying to protect! Good point, Edgar. She mentioned the Alps. That must be where Shacklehorn was camping. Fancy a trip to the mountains?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"This looks like the place the monster hunter described, Edgar. Let's see if there are any traces of the beast that snuck into that tent."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, in the Alps

"Any luck, Edgar? Interesting, a rucksack with a serious lock on it! Property of our Muggle monster hunter, perhaps? Try cracking it open. Some broken glass, too. That's an odd thing to find out here. Let's repair it and see what it was."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You cracked it, Edgar! And this is definitely Laura Thorn's bag. Climbing gear, Muggle books about famous monsters... Hah! This one claims that fairies can talk! That'll be the day. What's that, camera lenses? Good find! But where's the camera itself? Perhaps she left it in the tent."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well spotted! That smashed-up thing looks Muggle-made. Could this be the monster hunter's camera? Let's repair it and find out."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Swift work, Edgar. This is definitely a Muggle camera. That monster hunter, Laura, must've dropped it. We should take this to Myra Curio; she works in the Muggle Liaison Office. I wonder what she'll make of it?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"So, our smashed glass was part of a large bottle. What's that on the side? A label: 'EXTREME CAUTION'. What was so dangerous about it, I wonder? Maybe it was poison? I'm betting our beast smashed it! Let's see what our potions expert can tell us."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"So, an invisible beast smashed up the Leaky Cauldron. It came from the Alps, and was carried here in Shacklehorn's charmed tent. Laura Thorn, a Muggle monster hunter also sneaked into the tent. Shacklehorn is either lazy, or just plain suspicious..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 3
"That Muggle, Laura Thorn, is out on the streets, telling people about a big, grey monster! She must have remembered what happened in the tent. If she'd actually seen the beast again, the whole of London would be in uproar... But Omar used a Memory Charm on her. Why on earth didn't it work? Let's get him down here with a Calming Draught and we can talk. I'll bring Laura in off the street before she causes a panic!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"As I said, smells are linked to memory. Perhaps that's why the Memory Charm wasn't entirely successful. The source might still be here. Gather a few odorous objects and I'll prepare a smell test for the Muggle."

- Omar Abasi

"Wow, Edgar! That's quite the strong smelling collection. The things we do for the Ministry... Phew! I'd know that strong, acrid smell anywhere. This must be a jar of Mrs Skower's All-Purpose Magical Mess Remover. That broken bottle smells strongly as well, but I'm not sure what it is. Repairing it should tell us. That suitcase stinks! And look, it has the initials P.S. on top - Percival Shacklehorn. Can we unlock it? But this painting doesn't smell much, except a bit burnt. Looks like a spell hit it! Let's clean it up and see what's going on."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"That's the last of the ash... Oh, it's Ulick Gamp, the first Minister of Magic! He allowed the Leaky Cauldron to be an entrance to Diagon Alley, you know... But he looks a bit weird in this painting. You know, I think he's been hit by a Confundus Charm! Maybe the bartender knows what happened?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Nicely done, Croptwig. I should've realised this was a bottle of pumpkin juice! Well, that's something for Omar's smell test. Perhaps it'll bring back Laura Thorn's memory?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Reveal your secrets, mysterious smelly suitcase... Oh. Oh, my... So that's what happens if you don't wash your socks for a decade or two. Well, Omar said he wanted smelly things for his test. I'll enjoy sending these to him!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"So, we have three items for Omar's smell test - pumpkin juice, the smelly socks and the cleaning fluid. One of these must jog the monster hunter's memory. Let's tell Omar that we're ready!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Something stinks around here, Edgar... But apparently the same can be said of the mountains. We should find that cave!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Is that a pile of bones? They could belong to our beast... or the beast's dinner. Let's figure out what they used to be!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"The leg bone's connected to the hip bone... Oh my, this was a goat! Poor thing... Our beast has a taste for goats, then. A Graphorn? A Hippogriff? Wait! Maybe it's a Romanian Longhorn dragon! Romania's not far from here, is it? Oh, please be a dragon... Ah, I supposed not. No-one could miss a dragon wandering into their tent... Come on, let's see what Gethsemane makes of these bones!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well, Edgar, I do believe we have enough information to identify the beast. Grey skin, huge size and strength, a foul odour, and it eats raw flesh. Oh, it lives up mountains, too."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I considered a Graphorn too. We know Percival Shacklehorn was looking for them on that mountain. I'm not certain, though. They don't smell particularly bad or have grey skin. Let's keep thinking!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A forest troll? That almost sounds right, Croptwig! But you'd never find a forest troll in the mountains, and they have green skin, not grey. Any other ideas?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A Yeti?! Have you been reading Lockhart's abominable book? They're the right size, and they do like mountains, but I'm not convinced about the skin or smell. Let's keep thinking."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A mountain troll?! Of course, it all fits! Huge, angry, strong and smelly. Often found near Graphorns, too. You usually can't miss a troll, but if it's invisible... it would be like a walking tornado! We have to find that troll before it hurts someone!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"So let me get this straight... A mountain troll got loose in central London by stowing away in a charmed tent. It's angry from being struck with spells, and it's had a potent invisibility potion... but it won't stay hidden for much longer! Edgar, we need a plan for capturing a troll. And fast!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 4
"Oh no! We need to find her, and start collecting ingredients for Gethsemane's potion. After you, Edgar!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Edgar, I think it's time to use a Memory Charm again. And let's see if we can work out what that rope you found is for, too!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Good job, Edgar. Looks like that mess of rope was actually a rather large net. Why would Shacklehorn have a net like this? He slipped up and mentioned 'hunting' earlier. We'll need to question him again."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Nettles, Sopophorus beans... Brilliant! Gethsemane needs all of this to brew the Draught of Living Death. A Flobberworm too? We'll need to collect its mucus... Are you volunteering?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You can stop now, Edgar. That's plenty of mucus. Well done."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Okay, Edgar, we have a net trap and a Draught of Living Death. What's missing? Oh yes, the troll! Let's ask the bartender if she can kindly donate something to use as bait."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"There, one large chunk of meat covered in Draught of Living Death. Good job. It's time to trap a troll, Edgar!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Whoa, what a racket. It sounds like something just smashed every pot in the pub. Twice! Let's see if we caught something!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Yes! Caught him in the net! Just in time, too - the invisibility potion has worn off! Well, we'd better get this great lump over to Sage. Do you fancy carrying the legs or the head?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Nicely done, Edgar. I doubt the troll will even remember this escapade. Now, let's get him back to the Alps before he wakes up! We don't want to be around when that happens."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"One mountain troll, back on his mountain! You were outstanding today, Edgar. We should stop back at the Leaky Cauldron for a celebratory drink! I hope you haven't forgotten your promise to clean the place up! Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on your Butterbeer while you work..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 1
"This is the Muggle's [sic] construction site. I wonder what all this colourful machinery does? Things feel tense here. Let's see if there are any clues to suggest what beast might have attacked the workers."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Plain-clothes? What a cheek! Still, he seems to have fallen for our cunning ruse, let's take a look around!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"These look like protective goggles. And look at that scratch! Pretty nasty. Let's get them examined."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"This is a child's painting. See the flowers? And an arrow, pointing to something scary with big teeth! You're right, the foreman's daughter must have drawn this. We should speak to her at once."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A hag in the forest, eh? And a scary one at that. Maybe we should look for this cottage she mentioned?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Found it! This must be the cottage young Bethany mentioned. It is a little... rustic. Wands at the ready, Edgar! No sign of that 'scary hag' she mentioned, so let's look around while we can."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I've found a week-old Pumpkin Pasty covered in fur. Want it, Edgar? Suit yourself. Seems to me that this old 'hag' is just a fellow witch. I do hope she hasn't been scaring the Muggles... You found her journal? Brilliant! Hold your Hippogriffs - it's written in some kind of code! That's a bit suspicious."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You've deciphered the crazy code in that journal already? You're quick! The latest entry is: "Day 3,298. The fairies are restless, those awful Muggle construction workers are ruining everything! WW." It seems that whoever lives here is no fan of Muggles! Could this 'WW' person have attacked the workers to protect the forest's fairies? Maybe Sage can shed some light on this."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 2
"Poor man. First his workers and now his daughter..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Edgar, this is serious. We need to find Bethany and stop all this before someone - or some beast - gets hurt! We can't Obliviate every Muggle in sight... we need something to slow them down!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You found a toy chest? It must belong to Bethany. I think we should unlock it. Anything to help us find her! What made you point out the tea urn though? It's just for serving tea to the workers, isn't it? Sleeping Draught in their tea? Good idea, Edgar! Gethsemane can brew it for us, and it should keep those Muggles out of the way. She'll need that sprig of valerian you picked up! Lavender as well. Perhaps we should search those weeds."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Smartly done, Edgar. No toys in here, just a bunch of flowers. There's a label attached - 'For Dad'. These were to be a gift from Bethany to her father. Good idea, let's ask Gethsemane to identify the flowers. They may tell us where Bethany went."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You found a sprig of lavender as well? Brilliant! If we take the valerian and lavender to Gethsemane, she'll whip up enough Sleeping Draught to drop a giant!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Look, the workers are all dozing. Crisis averted, for now... Let's head into the oldest part of the forest. That must be where little Bethany picked those bluebells."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I don't mind admitting that this place makes me anxious, Edgar. Look at those stones around the old tree... why is it so quiet here? Let's search for clues. Bethany needs our help!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"What do we have here, some broken bits of wood? You're right, it was definitely damaged by something. Our mysterious beast, perhaps? Repairing it may reveal more. What's that, you can see something in that pile of leaves? Well, let's take a closer look. Be careful! I knew we should've kept those protective goggles..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"It's a bow! And look at these star constellations carved on it... This must be a centaur's weapon! Edgar, this was a critical find! There are centaurs in this forest! What am I saying? If this is a centaur forest, they've already found us. Be careful, and respectful, and don't wave your wand around."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"He's right, Edgar, but we can't stop searching for Bethany!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Is that an axe?! Who would have just left it here? It's all scratched up. Maybe it belonged to the workers who were attacked! Looks like they gave that tree a good chopping. Good idea, let's have Sage come and take a look at this."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 3
"That scream came from the forest, but not from the direction of the standing stones. It was that way, towards the witch's cottage! Quick, Edgar, let's go!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Bethany? Winifred? Neither of them are here! Oh, I don't like this at all. The scream definitely came from this direction, Edgar. Let's investigate further."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Still no sign of Winifred of Bethany. Did you find anything? A tatty old chest? We're rather short on leads, so let's take a closer look!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well done, Edgar! Hmm. Just keepsakes and trinkets. String, buttons, thread... Actually, what's this muddy lump in the drawer? Something from the forest perhaps. Let's clean it up."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"No girl... no beast! Have you found any sign of her? This stone is smaller than the others, and look - a handprint, about Bethany's size. We should clean it up and get a better look. A scrap of fabric... yes, this matches what Bethany was wearing. She was definitely here!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well, there's a face only a mother could love! So, this stone was a statue after all. And look at these scratches on it... They remind me of the scratches on the goggles and the axe! Let's have Sage take a look."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Is that a hoof print?! So the centaurs have seen Bethany! We have no choice; we must speak to them again."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I think that's enough excitement for now, Mathilda. I prescribe tea, cake, and plenty of rest."

- Omar Abasi

"It sounds like Bethany had a lucky escape. Seems to me that when she tripped over the tree root, she somehow angered a beast. I think we have enough information to identify our tree-dwelling, scrappy little beasts now, don't you?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"A Clabbert? They do like trees and could certainly cause this damage... But there was no report of their characteristic glow and they're rather too large. Let's keep thinking."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Fairies... I don't think they could have made all those scratches! I think the fairies are innocent bystanders in this case! Keep trying."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Sorry Edgar, I don't think that's our beast. Occamys are certainly aggressive and can be various sizes, but they're normally only found in the Far East and India. Keep trying!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Bowtruckles, of course! Those little beasts can be quite dangerous when they feel threatened. I agree with your hypothesis, Edgar. If they were living in that Wiggentree, they would defend it with their lives. No wonder the workers never saw what hit them! The creatures look as if they're made of leaves and twigs!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You did a sterling job identifying our Bowtruckles, Edgar. Bethany is safe and sound and now we know what we're looking for! But this isn't over yet. We told Magnus we would ensure that construction ceases in the forest. If we fail, the Bowtruckles and centaurs will show those Muggles no mercy!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 4
"What's this you've found? Pieces of a broken red device? Odd thing to find at a construction site. Maybe putting them back together will shed some light on this mystery?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Oh, so it's a sign of some kind, like a warning. This is rather unusual. We should get it looked at by Sage!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Don't look at me like that, Edgar! There's nothing wrong with Muggles believing in fairies... Bethany mentioned an injured Bowtruckle before. We should find it and tend to it if we can."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Case 4: Into the Deep
"Ah, that looks like a Muggle 'fire distinguisher'!… But there wouldn't be many fires on a lake, surely? What? Oh, right. It's an oxygen tank. Of course. So Laura was diving in the lake! If only we could've stopped her… But look at these dents in the metal! Myra has to see this; it might tell us how our intrepid monster hunter came to be injured!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and her partner collect Laura Thorn's oxygen tank

Omar! How's Laura doing? Last we saw, she was barely conscious. She's doing well, considering she almost drowned. You do know that your job is to try and prevent these sort of attacks, yes? Interestingly, there are curious marks on her neck. It's as if something tried to throttle her with long thin fingers. Thanks for taking care of Laura, Omar. We'll find this beast before it does any more damage.

Well, Edgar, I think we've got enough to identify this creature, thanks to poor Laura. Long fingers, tentacles, a big mouth full of sharp teeth, it's pale green and of course it lives in the water. Sounds a little bit like my old Potions master...

So we've identified the creature at last. A Grindylow! But we still ned to find it -- and deal with a mob of angry Muggles. Sage: Mathilda, this isn't any old Grindylow. It's unusually aggressive! Someone's going to get hurt again if we don't catch it soon! I agree. We've got our work cut out for us, Edgar. Lead the way!

So... where are we? The Grindylow attacked the landlord, as well as Laura Thorn. Laura's feeling better now, but she knows too much -- we'll have to 'manage' her memory again. Meanwhile, the landlord, is still encouraging a mob to hunt down the beast! Those Muggles don't know what they're hunting -- or that there's a colony of merpeople in that lake. This is a recipe for disaster! Yes, you're right -- we need the merpeople on our side. They know how to handle Grindylows better than anyone. Let's go!

Laura Thorn: Hey, you're the pair from the lake safety commission! I heard you found me after I was attacked. Thank you. Glad to see you're all better! Yes, we're aware of the... aggressive trout breed which has been causing problems here. Trout?! There are bigger fish to fry! I've seen monsters in that lake, near a strange artefact! The people must know the truth! A strange artefact in the lake? Interesting... But I think it's time you had a nice relaxing sit down. Edgar, help me out?

Laura Thorn: Where am I?... Oh, my head feels funny. Did I find the monster? Mathilda: You searched the lake end to end, but all you got was a run-in with a rowboat and a nasty knock on the noggin. Still, you look better! Laura Thorn: That's right... I just came from the hospital, didn't I? Well, it seems there aren't any monsters in this lake. Mathilda: Why do I have a sinking feeling we'll see her again? Let's look for that strange artefact she mentioned earler, it could be important.

This is the place where Laura Thorn mentioned seeing some strange artefact. I have a hunch that it's something important! If it's what I think it is, this case will be a lot easier to wrap up. Let's take a look around.

What's this you've found, a tangled fishing net? There's definitely something wrapped up in it! Let's see what secrets we can reveal...

Nicely done, I think this is the merpeople's missing trident! But we can't take it back to them damaged like this; they might take offence!

Yes, look at that! One Mermish artefact, dutifully restored. Excellent work, Edgar! We should present this to the merpeople. It's notoriously hard to get them to co-operate with us land dwellers.

Mermaid: You two, again? I told you, your lost Muggle was delivered to the grotto! Mathilda: Yes, and we're very grateful. But maybe we can prevent more attacks if we work together? There's an aggressive Grindylow loose. If we don't find it, the Muggles will keep trying to search the lake! As a sign of good faith, we're returning this trident to you. Mermaid: Our trident... Mermaid: My partner, Croptwig, found and restored it personally. Mermaid: Very well. We will help you find the Grindylow, if you say it will end these intrusions to our home.

Mathilda: The merpeople are searching for the Grindylow as we speak. Did you know they domesticate them sometimes? Hard to imagine... Merpeople rarely tolerate humans, so returning their lost trident really helped. I wonder how long it will take to find the Grindylow? Mermaid: It is done. We have moved the Grindylow to the old grotto. I trust you will keep your end of the bargain? Mathilda: Thank you, we appreciate your help. As promised, we'll ensure that your home is no longer disturbed. Come on Edgar, let's go!

Now that's one angry Grindylow! No wonder it's been causing so much trouble. Well, it won't hurt anyone else now. Well done, Edgar! Let's get it back to Sage. Maybe he can help us find what's making it so angry.

Mathilda: What do you think of our slippery new guest, Sage? Sage: A fine specimen! I've examined the wee Grindylow and confirmed our suspicions. Poor mite had a fishing hook stuck in it! Mathilda: Ouch! I can't blame it for being angry! The landlord caught more than he bargained for, it seems. Sage: Aye, it was rather painful for the creature. Omar removed the hook, but I could use a hand applying Murtlap essence to the wound.

Mathilda: Is that all of it? Well done, Edgar! And without losing any fingers, too! Sage: Aye, good work, Edgar! The Grindylow will heal up nicely and soon be back to its normal behaviour. I -- Hmm, what's that smell? Mathilda: Oh, I brought you a souvenir from the Siren's Rest, Sage. I know you find these Muggle snacks fascinating!... Academically, of course. Sage: Pork scratchings? Ha, Muggles! What will they think of next? Now, I must 'examine' them at once... in my office...

Mathilda: It's time to return the Grindylow to tis natural habitat. You don't think it will attack anyone else, do you? Mermaid: Ah, I see the Grindylow is healed up and ready to return to our lake. Mathilda: Yes... I hope it'll be okay out there. Mermaid: It pleases us that you tended to the beast, where some would have destroyed it. We will tend to it now. You have done well, human. Mathilda: Edgar, you did splendidly on this case. Even this mermaid took a liking to you! Pretty impressive -- you've only been with us for a short time, and you're already making quite a splash! Ha ha!

You there! Landlord man! Ms Thorn is safe now, so you can call off your mob! I... I suppose, if she's okay... I can tell the lads to give over. I think I've got a better idea anyway. I've still got evidence of the monster at my pub! It's going straight to the paper! I'll make a fortune off monster-seeking tourists! Edgar, we can't let that happen...

Hey, the landlord's not around. If we're going to prevent him taking his story to the papers, we need his evidence! Edgar, see if you can find anything relating to the Grindylow. I'll keep watch! I wonder if this pub has one of those Muggle snooker pitches...?

What's that, Edgar? Some pieces of wood? Could this be the landlord's 'evidence'? Let's get it repaired and take a closer look!

It's a fishing rod... from the night the landlord was attacked, I'll bet. Look at the scratches and tentacle marks! Let's see what Sage makes of it.

Sage: I've examined that fishing rod. The marks are definitely from a Grindylow's suckers, so this must be your landlord's evidence! Mathilda: Great! Now we can keep this out of the hands of nosey Muggle newspapers and safely Obliviate the landlord. Sage: Wait! See how the fishing hook was ripped clean off, here? If it's caught in the poor wee Grindylow... Mathilda: It might explain why the Grindylow's suddenly so aggressive! Thanks, Sage. Now to visit the landlord.

So as I was saying to my friend here, clearly you had too much whisky on the night of the attack and imagined the whole thing. Landlord: What?! But... It seemed so real! It snapped my fishing rod in half! You probably dropped it, or sat on it, or something. You know how these things happen. Landlord: But... I could have sworn... Well, at least it attracted some punters while it lasted.

Act 1
"No sign of Finbok anywhere. Edgar, did you see the potions lab he's set up in his basement? Strange. He doesn't work with potions at the Ministry... We'd better take a look around."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, on arriving at Bilius Finbok's house

"I'm impressed you found that old apron, Croptwig... This is my impressed face. Let's send this to the Ministry and see if Gethsemane can find anything in those stains that might help us."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk to her partner

"The nearest Muggle hospital is St. David's, I think? Let's hope Bilius is okay, and that he's managed to keep a low profile. Come on, Edgar!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Ugh! That Muggle, Sara, said the ambulance brought Bilius here, but there's no sign of him! Ever feel like someone's trying to avoid you? What's that you've found, Edgar? Tattered papers? What could it mean? We'd better fix this up if we want to know what it says! And what about this odd pebble? You're right, Edgar -- this could be a clue! I wonder if Omar can tell us what it is?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Good job, Edgar! Seems the paper is still covered in ink splotches, though. Let's clean it up and see what we're dealing with. I wonder where it came from? We should ask the nurse on duty if they know anything."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Nicely done! It looks like a delivery slip and it's addressed to Bilius! It says: 'Your package has been delivered to the location below,' and then there are just a bunch of numbers! 4... 9... 3... You're right, Edgar, it looks like some kind of code! It seems important -- we just need to find a way to make sense of it."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"An antidote to poison! But what was Bilius doing with this? You're right, Edgar! He must've been trying to take it because he'd been poisoned! That must be why he collapsed by his cottage! But how did all this happen? And where is he now?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and her partner

"Nice guy; he seemed genuinely concerned. And poor Bilius! It sounds like he was awfully sick. I wonder if it's linked to the livestock Cerberus told us about? They were sick, too! What on earth has Bilius got himself into?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Curious... Do you think Bilius was brewing this for himself, or for someone else? What's that?... Sharp eye! There's something stuck on the lip of the bottle! Are they bits of eggshell? Let's get them looked at!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk to her partner

Act 2
"An owlery, hidden here in Muggle farmland? Now things are getting interesting! What's this glove you found? It looks like dragon-hide! Do you think it belongs to Bilius? Maybe we should check with Sara. She might have seen Bilius wearing them. They are neighbours, after all! And what's this? A cute little box! I wonder what's inside... Ouch! It burns! This box must be cursed! Some kind of anti-theft measure? Let's get it to the Ministry. They'll need to break the curse if we want to find out what's inside!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and Mathilda Grimblehawk's partner find a glove and a small lockbox

"So, Bilius had both his gloves when he was taken to St. David's! Great idea, Edgar! We should go back to the ward and see if the missing glove is still there!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"This glove matches the one you found in the Owlery, but it's been torn! We might learn something if we repair it. What's that you've got there, Edgar? Another note? It says, 'Brew it quickly or find yourself fast-tracked to retirement!', and it's signed with the initials 'A.B.'! It sounds like Bilius was being blackmailed!... But who's this A.B.? Right, Edgar, let's speak to Nurse Babatola and find out if anyone else has been here!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"The owl must have delivered that threatening note you found in the ward! But who sent it? Who is A.B.? You think it was Astor Bellchant?... Of course! I knew he was up to no good, but blackmailing Bilius Finbok? Come on, Edgar. We have to talk to him right away!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"I think that could've gone better. But he's more crooked than Diagon Alley, Edgar! I'm sure of it! If only there was some way of proving it..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Great find, Edgar! Could these holes be from the teeth of whatever attacked Bilius Finbok? They must've been really sharp to tear through dragon-hide gloves! Hmm... There's some kind of sticky residue here, too. You're right, it could be poisonous! Let's send a sample to Omar at St. Mungo's -- he knows all about poisons."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk to her partner, upon magically repairing one of Bilius Finbok's torn gloves

"Bite marks! Venom! There's no doubt now that we're dealing with a dangerous beast! This is... This is EXCITING! And serious, of course. This is my serious face. It seems like Bilius Finbok was being blackmailed into handling it! Does this have something to do with a poison he was brewing? Whatever this beast is, it's still on the loose. We need to find it before it causes any more trouble!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 3
"So Bilius Finbok was being blackmailed by Bellchant, and it led to him being attacked by a venomous beast. But why? Let's have another look in Bilius's potions lab, Edgar. We must have missed something important!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Great work, Edgar! This book you found is covered in potion residue. It looks like the front cover says 'Customer Records'. If you can clean up that (probably-not-dangerous-at-all) much, we might be able to find out what Bilius was brewing! And there's another torn piece of parchment? Let's piece it back together."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and her partner inspect Bilius Finbok's potions lab

"Good as new, Edgar! We might finally find out what Bilius has been brewing up. Yes, let's send them to the Ministry. I'm sure Sage is looking forward to a bit more 'light reading'!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, after her partner had cleaned up Bilius Finbok's Customer Records

"What have we here?... A letter from Hogwarts to a parent? I wonder who it -- Ah, there's a name here! Albert Bellchant? That's Astor's son! Oh dear, it isn't exactly glowing with praise. He's failing Transfiguration, Charms, and Herbology! Not exactly living up to the family name, is he? Wait, Edgar! Wasn't that bottle we found in Bilius's apron labelled 'for mental acuity'? What is Bilius was blackmailed into brewing a potion for Astor's son?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, after her partner had Mended a torn letter from Hogwarts

"That letter from Hogwarts gives Astor a great motive to seek Bilius out. Astor might have been blackmailing him! And thanks to Sage, we have proof that Bilius was brewing illegal potions. All we're missing is the beast that got away and attacked the Muggle's livestock! That's the missing link. Let's go back to the Owlery. We've got a delivery number from Bilius's customer records -- there must be a crate there that matches it!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"You're right, Edgar; it's some kind of shed skin! Brilliant! This is the closest we've come to... well, whatever this beast is! Let's send it to Sage. Maybe he can tell us more about it?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Astor might've dodged our questions, but I think we now have enough information to work out what kind of beast we're dealing with!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk to her partner

"A Runespoor! Of course! It explains Bilius's injury, and the Muggle livestock 'disease'. But why risk importing a creature classified as 'XXXX' by the Ministry?"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"That's enough now. Mr Finbok has his hearing in the morning. Given the seriousness of the charges, I think he needs a good rest."

- Cerberus Langarm

"Poor Bilius. We came so close to pinning this on Astor, but he slipped through the net like a Shrake! Still, we shut down Bilius's illegal potion-making -- he was a danger to himself and to everyone around him! Now we just have the matter of the missing Runespoor to deal with..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

Act 4
"We might have found Bilius, but we're not done yet! That Runespoor is still out there! Sometimes they stay in one place for days, so it might not have gone far... Good idea, Edgar! Let's try searching the Owlery. Cerberus should be there, securing the scene for Magical Law Enforcement. But that's not the only thing! Astor's been seen hanging around Bilius's lab. I don't know what's he's up to, but I'm sure it's not good! Oh, and I think we should pay a visit to Sara Farnham, just to make sure she's properly forgotten about all this. The last thing we need is the Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee on our backs!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"It's the Runespoor!... Uh oh, it doesn't look happy. Quick, grab it before it escapes! I'll take it to the Ministry."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"What a mess! Was this supposed to be a potion, Edgar? It looks like there's a vial in there... somewhere. Could you try cleaning it up? Maybe we can get a sample for Gethsemane to analyse."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and her partner find the Failed Potion Vial at Bilius Finbok's house

"Nicely done! I'll sent a sample of this potion over to Gethsemane. Maybe she can tell us what Astor was trying to brew in Bilius's lab."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Nice! You found Sara's chocolates! Now we can -- Hold on, this box is empty! Someone's scoffed them! Well Bilius certainly didn't get a chance to eat them. It must have been Nurse Babatola!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, once her partner found Sara Farnham's box of chocolates

"Well, now, isn't that nice? We'll have to make sure the Obliviators go easy on them!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk on Michael Babatola and Sara Farnham's friendship

"Great work, Edgar! You're shaping up to be one of the Ministry's best! We rescued a Runespoor, shut down illegal potions activity, and helped two Muggles make a connection. But, better than all of that, we avoided doing any serious paperwork. That deserves a real celebration, Edgar!"

- Fantastic Beasts: Cases from the Wizarding World

Act 1
"Lumos! Watch where you put your feet, Edgar. You don't want any of that on your boots. Come, let's search around and see if there's any sign of what could be making those strange sounds."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, upon arriving at the London sewers

"Look, he's out cold! This must be our missing wizard, Philbert Chivers. Let's send him to Omar, he'll take care of him... and maybe offer him a bath. What are these brass fragments? Let's take a closer look."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, after stumbling upon an unconscious Philbert Chivers and a shattered brass object

"A key from the Leaky Cauldron! But that cloth attached isn't from Chivers's robes, so who brought it into the sewers? The beast? Let's visit the Leaky Cauldron and see which room this key opens!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, after her partner Mended a key from the Leaky Cauldron

"The Leaky Cauldron. The key we found in the sewers belongs to whoever rented this room. Nobody's here; maybe we shoudl take a little look around, whilst we have the opportunity..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"More torn, red fabric! It seems to match the scrap of fabric we found attached to the key. We'll know more if we repair it. Hmm, this chest of drawers is locked. I wonder if there's a clue inside? Let's unlock it! I just hope it isn't the underwear drawer..."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Hello, a pair of trousers! Minus one back pocket, which may explain the key falling out in the sewers. They're covered in stains and scratches. Let's send these over to Gethsemane. Maybe she'll find something about the beast we're after!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Well, that takes care of the lock, Edgar. A sack from the Magical Menagerie! Just the place for supplies if you deal with magical creatures. It's full of metal pieces! Strange. Let's put them together and see what they are."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Those parts made up some kind of animal collar! I've never seen a collar this big, except for dragons! This must be intended for a magical creature!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, once her partner Mended an animal collar

Act 2
"We know that Silas Crump was with some kind of beast in the sewers, Edgar. He even owns a giant metal collar! Could this break-in at Slug & Jiggers be his work? Let's get down there at once."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Look at this chaos - a beast must've been involved! Something smashed the wall, there. Let's look around."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk and her partner arrive at Slug & Jiggers Apothecary

"So it's some kind of potion-making equipment. Stands to reason, really! You're right though, it was smashed by our mystery beast. Perhaps Gethsemane can learn something from it."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, once her partner Mended the broken potion-making equipment

"Spot on, you cleaned away just enough to reveal some footprints. Surely they must belong to whoever broke into the shop! I'd bet my last Knut that it was Silas Crump. Let's check his room out again."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"Good find, Edgar! We should open that locked chest; it may be the criminal's loot from Slug & Jiggers. And boots, covered in potion. Yuck. Let's clean them up and see if the treads match those at the scene of the crime!"

- Mathilda Grimblehawk

"What's this? A silver vial! Looks valuable. It must've been taken from Slug & Jiggers. Gethsemane can tell us exactly what it is."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, once her partner opened the Padlocked Chest

"Nice work, Edgar. We can see the treads nice and clearly now. Very distinctive soles - they match the prints we found in Slug & Jiggers! Silas was there, no doubt about it."

- Mathilda Grimblehawk, once her partner cleaned up the Dirty Shoes