Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, sit down, Mr. Scamander.
- Hot dog? Again? - Don't read my mind.
It's okay.
One down, two to go.
Come on.
He's babysitting.
Would you mind throwing some of those pellets
What on earth for?
Hey! Mr. English Guy!
Petrificus Totalus.
You two,
There it is.
But if it was really serious, he'd have...
Witches.
Wait. No, sorry. Stay there.
The No-Maj with the case?
But why would I have to wear something like this?
I'm so sorry. How would you feel if I gave you your copy in person?
What did you just say?
Course he has, little bugger.
I won't remember any of this?
The unicorn done lost his horn
Very much.
No.
Come on.
Oh... Wake up! Mr. No-Maj.
Mine bred owls.
a worse time to let that creature loose.
No.
Something invisible's been wreaking havoc around 5th Avenue.
You're sweet.
Newt and I will protect you.
You got a pretty big price on your head, Mr. Scamander.
I'd like that.
Thank Paracelsus.
lest we risk discovery.
that his venom could be quite useful if properly diluted.
She beats all those kids she's adopted,
I give you the senator for New York, Henry Shaw.
Hush. Teen's in trouble. I'm trying to listen.
You dropped something.
Credence, I can help.
That's the best I can do. I only got back in, uh, '24.
- Hey! - You're all right.
Newt!
I was over there.
You better have an excellent excuse
No, no, no, no.
What?
Good day to you.
That was a real close friendship you had at school.
That you, Tina?
Mr. Graves, if I knew whether it was a girl or a boy...
You happy to be home? Yeah.
Let's go.
You fought in the war?
And it was like a... Like a wind.
- Yes. - I've changed.
Anything edible in there?
Where'd she pick you up?
I really couldn't say.
Somebody said something.
Ah.
- Wait, no. Give that back. - Arrest them.
Working on his election campaign.
And this is like the greatest meal I have ever had in my life.
He hasn't eaten anything all day.
What the...
Oh, that's rough.
- How did you... - Let me Obliviate this guy,
Well, you know...
Goldstein?
Pickett, give me a...
MACUSA's offering more than that.
So, Ms. Goldstein, I think Mr. Kowalski could do with an early night.
They just come.
Why did you decide to be a baker?
No-Magic. The non-wizard!