If Rita Skeeter had previously praised Dumbledore and dug up dirt on Fudge and the pure-blood families only because of his threats, now that Dumbledore's rise to power was a settled fact, she had even fewer reservations about singing his praises.
Putting down the newspaper, Grindelwald asked in puzzlement, "Hmm? That look on your face... what, did you need something from me?"
Edward thought for a moment. "Shall we go for a walk?"
"Now this is interesting."
The corner of Grindelwald's mouth lifted. "Are you about to tell me something Albus mustn't know?"
"Ariana," Edward said seriously.
"..."
The smile vanished from his face, and he stood up. "Let's go."
By the Black Lake.
One old man and two youngsters walked through the thick snow. None of them spoke.
Audrey had been in the Common Room, treating Emily's psychological trauma from Crucio, when Edward called her over.
After learning why Emily had repeatedly approached Edward, Audrey admired her immensely. Faced with the Death Eaters' control and threats, she had overcome the pain of the Contract Curse time and again, trying to get Edward, with his powerful Transfiguration abilities, to notice something was wrong himself.
According to Dumbledore, more than twenty Death Eaters had placed over twenty Contract Curses on her, virtually eliminating any possibility of her informing on them-even entertaining the thought subjected her to pain like Crucio.
Yet she still hadn't given up looking for an opportunity. Audrey felt she could never have done the same in her place.
Just then, Grindelwald stopped and asked, "You got the Time-Turner from Ariana."
"That's right."
Edward rubbed his freezing hands together. "You knew Ariana was alive sixteen years ago, yet you chose to keep it from Professor Dumbledore all this time. You really can hold your tongue."
He snorted. "That's