A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
He tried to keep his face as impassive as possible while the Department Head talked. But if anyone looked carefully they might see a small frown appearing on his face as he placed down the stack of folders on to the desk. The forty year old looked back up, his brown eyes locked with her blue ones for a brief moment while she spoke. It wasn’t just her words that made him feel uncomfortable but by the way she said them with pride. As if this was normal. Couldn't she see how much trouble this would cause all of them? ”What if they don't accept these new regulations, Ms Krafft?" he asked. "I doubt any of the muggleborns will keep quiet when they find out” Merlin’s Beard, HE did not even agree with these new rules. They were unfair and unneeded. Things had been going perfectly fine the way they were, so why change it? It saddened him that his son and almost every other muggleborn went to school to learn about magic just like the half-and pure-bloods. That they had to work hard to be part of a world that was once a fantasy for them. Fairy tale stories. If they took away certain privileges there might be a revolt.
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