Beth gulped and watched with her heart in her throat as the man tormented her classmates. She wanted to give everyone a hug. What was wrong with this guy? She'd never been so scared in her life, and she was supposed to be a Gryffindor for Merlin's sake.

The tiny girl had been quiet up until that point, attempting to blend in against the wall and avoid his first question, afraid of what would happen if she gave her real answer. It's not like she hated muggles, it wasn't their fault they had no magic.

Granted, she didn't really uh...CARE...for the muggle way of life. Everything was so much easier with magic, but she didn't hate them because they were muggles. She didn't hate anything. And she knew a lot of nice muggles. And she even went to a muggle primary school. AND muggle sweets were way yummier than wizard sweets.

But Rosier was out of his mind and she really wanted to make it to her twelfth birthday, she wanted them all to make it to their next birthdays. She hoped nobody said anything stupid.

"Sir, k-killing all muggles would be too much work since there's a lot of muggles. So, maybe...maybe we can put all of the muggles in one community where they'd be totally isolated and couldn't ever come into contact with magical society? And the ones who already know about magic could have their memories erased."

She took a deep breath and looked at her shoes. I'm so so so sorry Miguel.