“Its called a Thunderbird. Hey, I am Newt Scamander.” An old British man appeared from the woods and offered Naina a sneering smile.
“Where?” Naina tried to assemble her thoughts and question in the limited English she could use.
“Language problem, or is it the transportation? Well, let me help you, I could barely get the alien American accent even now.” He took out his wand, a clean wooden stick curved at the end where it was held. Scamander levitated the wand and there was an illumination in his wan at the height. Naina was lost again, too much of bright lights for her in one night. Naina suspended slowly into the air and rested on the ground, she was not under her control. The wand lit up the entire surrounding, Newt put his wand back in the pocket of his trousers, he adjusted his blue overcoat and got on the Thunderbird.
“Time to go back home, dear friend. We will come here again when you want to be free. For now, Hogwarts is calling.” The enormous bird spread its wing and made an echo for the woods.
“And don’t worry about her, she will wake up with a new language, let her learn the words. Ilvermorny is the right place for her.”
Thunderstruck and the Thunderbird took over the clouds. The moonlight was eclipsed by the wild convergence of the clouds leaving Naina to rest on the grass.
Naina opened her eyes to find herself alone in the forest, the twilight woke her up. Astonished and lost in the forest, she got up. She heard a group of people coming closer to her, the bushes were making sound and she could listen to different voices.
“This way!” A voice with a shrill pitch echoed through the forest. Naina walked towards the source, she hid behind the bushes, placing her hand to pull the huge leaf. She found several people wearing coloured cloaks and a tall woman trying to uproot a plant next to her.
“Can you see us, young lady?” Everybody turned towards Naina and somehow she was called upon.
“I can, I am lost!” She tried approaching the woman. Her own accent was surprisingly changed.
“If you can see us, then you are not lost, my child. You must be a witch. Alister! Huish Hwaeuy Huis!”
A huge horse appeared out of the trees. Everyone in the crowd was acting normal as if nothing strange was happening. The horse stood right next to the woman. A dark skin animal, with majestic hair floating in the air. almost similar to that of the woman in the lustre. Even their height was exactly the same.
“Alister shall take you to the premise! Enjoy the ride.” She swung her pitch black sword in the direction pulling in the air to make Naina sit on the horse. Her heartbeat had no bound after experiencing all this and she passed out as the horse ran into the trees.
“My dear child is finally here!”
“It took her 18 years of her life to find the link, but finally. She looks so beautiful, just like you honey, I wonder what colour of eyes. I bet its green like yours.”
“I can’t believe we had to stay away from her for 18 years just for the sake of the muggle nurture treaty that Macusa invented to safeguard the faith of words.”