Tom stared at the box. Yes—it was time. His thoughts calmed and became more human. He gazed upon the box, focusing his mind on what he had to do. Because of the circumstances immediately following its acquisition, this box had always meant protection from death to Tom. Now it would mean that in a literal way. Elegantly, gracefully, Tom transformed from a swirling shapeless force to a handsome young wizard. He stepped forward and accepted the box from Grindelwald, then placed it on the ground before him as he began the ritual that would render him deathless.