Newt smiled, and nodded a little as well. “Thank you.” He said again. “I really appreciate this.”
“Of course, Newt,” Mr Ramon told him with a smile. He looked down at his desert and gently tore off a piece from the pastry. “We appreciate you being here. Carlos doesn’t have very many wizard friends, you know.”
Newt contently continued to nibble on his own pastry, and he smiled softly. “It’s my pleasure, Mr. Ramon.” He replied both politely and honestly.
Carlos’ father just smiled at him. “You can call me Edwardo if you’d
like.” He chuckled. “Are all young British wizards so polite, or is it just
you?”Mikey snorted softly. “Pops, you’re going all ‘wistful old man’ on us.”
Newt smiled shyly, and looked down for a moment. “Just well brought up, I suppose.” He responded, finishing up his pastry.
“Oh, that’s very nice!” Mr Ramon told him.
Carlos wondered about Newt’s parents. Did they know that he talked to No-Majs, even though it was against the law? Were they a looser family, in regards to the law, or were they strict?
“Would you like another conchas Newt?” Carlos offered politely.
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