Newt smiled happily, and nodded. “You and my mother would get along very well.” He said with a chuckle.
Edwardo looked at Newt curiously. He smiled. “Oh? She sounds lovely already. If you don’t mind me asking, Newt, what’s your family like?”
The young man’s eyes lit up at the mention of his family. “My mother raises hippogriffs. She lives out in the country outside London.” He said. “She’s part of the reason I became so interested in magical creatures, I suppose.” He added. “My brother, Theseus, is an auror. Quite an accomplished one, in fact.” He said, pride clear on his face. “We don’t always get along, but I suppose that’s common among brothers.”
Carlos’ eyebrows furrowed curiously. “An auror?” If Newt told him about Carlos’ family…
No, he wouldn’t do that. But the mention of an auror did put a pang of concern in Carlos’ gut. Just a little one.
“Yeah, brothers are sometimes like that,” Mikey said. “How close are you? Regarding age? Carlos and I are only about 18 months apart.”
“Theseus is eight years older than me.” He replied with a small smile. “Doesn’t seem like it, though.” He added. “The gap between us never felt that large.”
“Oh yeah?” Carlos asked. “Well, that’s always a good thing. Does he travel a lot like you, or is he kept busy in England?”
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