Once the deranged witch was out of sight, he sat down on the stairs. On any other day he wouldn’t be caught in such an undignified position, but today he gave himself a bit of reprieve. He had no idea what his aunt wanted from the Lestrange vault, but was curious nevertheless. It was apparently important enough to throw numerous Unforgivables at Granger so it must be valuable. The thought of her made his chest tighten a bit, must have been the exhaustion.