Ian had never expected this.
He had merely given her a two-in-one Christmas gift, yet Aurora had handed him an entire bank vault—the very vault Grindelwald had hidden somewhere in Northern Europe.
A cunning rabbit had three burrows. Was this capital set aside in hopes of making a comeback?
Ian did not know much about that.
He only knew that this gift was far too troublesome and valuable. Even with his flexible moral boundaries, he did not dare keep the key after learning the truth.
"We have to obey the law. Stealing is immoral, Aurora." Ian hurriedly handed the key back as though it were a hot potato.
"With my grandfather's tacit approval, it doesn't really count as stealing." Aurora did not raise a hand to take it. She simply continued eating the food on her plate at an unhurried pace.
"Surely you don't think I could hide taking this key from my grandfather?" Her tone was calm. Among the young wizards, this German Girl was clearly rather clear-headed.
"But..."
Ian still hesitated. He did not refute Aurora, because from what he knew of Grindelwald, that old man's scheming and abilities were absolutely no weaker than Albus Dumbledore's.
If Albus Dumbledore could infer so much from a few of Ian's words and actions, Grindelwald could certainly see plenty from Aurora's interactions with Ian.
He would not even need prophecy. Old geezers like them possessed the experience and ability to see through people's hearts. Grindelwald could not possibly have failed to notice Aurora sneaking around and doing something.
Besides.
There was no way a hidden key like this would not have some kind of protective magic nearby—just as Ian was wavering, Aurora raised her head and looked at him with her mismatched eyes.
"My friend, are you planning to make me