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Cat was scribbling notes and thinking over the question in her own head, but wasn't clear enough on her own opinion to raise her hand and share it. It seemed to her that it depended on a person's definition of enough. Voldemort didn't get the stone, did he? So it was an objective success. Still, it was apparently a close call and some (including Cat, probably) would call that not enough.
Anyway. Moving on.
Cat raised her hand. "I guess it's impossible to know until given the opportunity, isn't it?" She frowned slightly. "But, I think I wouldn't do it. I'm only twelve, you know? And twelve years isn't enough to know what life is really like. I think I'd like to get a bit more experience before making a decision like that. Plus, it doesn't keep your body young, right?" She made a face, which hopefully clearly communicated where her thought process was going with that. Old people were gross.
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