Ian truly felt more offended than ever before.
Even when Voldemort had pointed at his nose and cursed him out, he had not felt this awful. So-called Human Weaknesses: Secrets of the Prince was nothing more than a children's psychology book?
"Bullshit! Your grandfather is completely full of shit! He's just some guy who plays with wands—what the hell does he know about writing books?" Ian looked as though he wanted to tear Grindelwald's latest work to shreds.
"I completely understand how you feel. If it were me, I'd be extremely angry too." Aurora hurriedly agreed, and much of the anger faded from Ian's face.
"You really are my friend. You're the one who understands reason best. If I could beat your grandfather, I'd definitely go argue with him." Ian sat back down in his chair, still sounding indignant.
"It's fine. One day, you'll be able to beat him. When that happens, he won't dare slander you like this anymore." Aurora's continued response had just made Ian feel how considerate she was.
However.
To his surprise, the German Girl pulled out a snack from her robe the very next moment.
"If you're feeling unhappy, how about a crystal lollipop?" Her gentle tone, as if she were soothing a child, immediately made Ian's face flush red again.
It was no longer liver-colored.
It was practically as red as a monkey's backside.
"Children's psychology doesn't work on me! Do you think a childish child would do something like this?" Ian snatched the lollipop from Aurora's hand.
Then.
He stood up and walked straight toward the third year student at the other end of the Slytherin table.
"Want to buy some Christmas candy?"
The Young Wizard stuffed the crystal lollipop directly into the third year's hand, then spread out his palm before him