I don't know what keeps Neville going. Sorry. Couldn't resist. Right. What keeps me going? Er...tea, mostly, these days. The occasional biscuit. Lovely bit of mutton now and then. And knowing that no matter what people say about me, I'm not alone.
I'm guessing that your friend means to ask what happened to the Muggleborns who went missing after the Cup? I think we're going to have to establish some ground rules, here, Hermione. I don't want to be an utter pillock or give them loads of clever answers, but on the other hand, I'm going to have to limit myself to answering exactly the questions they ask. Tell them to think carefully about how they want to phrase things, all right?
Well, then. I don't know what happened to all of the muggleborns. I expect some of them took advantage of the chaos and managed to escape. Others weren't so lucky. And some had the chance to leave but didn't, for reasons of their own.
And thank him, please, about the Grim Truths. I wish they weren't necessary.
Next. What made me change my mind? Getting to know some muggleborns. It's easy to hate or fear a group of people when you don't know anything about them first-hand. Once you get to know a few individuals, they come to colour your perception of the whole. When I realised that the idea of muggleborns being less skilled or less entitled to magic was rubbish, the fact that it was my 'birthright' ceased to matter so much. That they were my friends became more important than whether they had pure magical blood. As for muggles, well. They may not have magic but they've got some cool inventions of their own. Films and music and transport and such. They're quite creative--possibly more than wizards, even. That's a radical notion, I know, but I think it's ridiculous to ignore their capabilities or their contributions just because they can't use a wand.
And about our professions. Well. Let's just say it'd be much harder to do what we do if we all lived in hiding. Though hiding in plain sight is, I suppose, a form of hiding, as well.
What's next? Remember--from here out, choose your words wisely or you might not get the answer you want.
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I'm guessing that your friend means to ask what happened to the Muggleborns who went missing after the Cup? I think we're going to have to establish some ground rules, here, Hermione. I don't want to be an utter pillock or give them loads of clever answers, but on the other hand, I'm going to have to limit myself to answering exactly the questions they ask. Tell them to think carefully about how they want to phrase things, all right?
Well, then. I don't know what happened to all of the muggleborns. I expect some of them took advantage of the chaos and managed to escape. Others weren't so lucky. And some had the chance to leave but didn't, for reasons of their own.
And thank him, please, about the Grim Truths. I wish they weren't necessary.
Next. What made me change my mind? Getting to know some muggleborns. It's easy to hate or fear a group of people when you don't know anything about them first-hand. Once you get to know a few individuals, they come to colour your perception of the whole. When I realised that the idea of muggleborns being less skilled or less entitled to magic was rubbish, the fact that it was my 'birthright' ceased to matter so much. That they were my friends became more important than whether they had pure magical blood. As for muggles, well. They may not have magic but they've got some cool inventions of their own. Films and music and transport and such. They're quite creative--possibly more than wizards, even. That's a radical notion, I know, but I think it's ridiculous to ignore their capabilities or their contributions just because they can't use a wand.
And about our professions. Well. Let's just say it'd be much harder to do what we do if we all lived in hiding. Though hiding in plain sight is, I suppose, a form of hiding, as well.
What's next? Remember--from here out, choose your words wisely or you might not get the answer you want.