Percival Graves:
Have you any news?
Credence Barebone:
I'm still looking.
Percival Graves:
Mm.
Credence Barebone:
Mr. Graves, if I knew whether it was a girl or a boy...
Percival Graves:
My vision showed only the child's immense power. He or she is no older than ten. I saw this child in close proximity to your mother. She, I saw so plainly.
Credence Barebone:
That could be any one of hundreds...
Percival Graves:
There's something else. Something I haven't told you. I saw you beside me in New York. You're the one who gains this child's trust. You are the key. I saw this. You want to join the wizarding world. I want those things, too, Credence. I want them for you. So find the child. Find the child and we'll all be free.
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