 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Well. A lot of things were happening now. And her face hurt. Awful bad. She thought she had a cool new tattoo. Whether it was blood or ink was beyond her caring. She was too full of rage to care. "The problem with muggles, sir, is that they have learned to rely without magic, sir, and that is a good thing, sir, and you don't like muggles, so that is a bad thing. In your opinion, sir." No way was she going along with THIS nonsense. There was a reason she had lied on her form, and it wasn't because she thought she could get away with it. The headmaster knew full well that she was an outspoken muggle supporter. And since her chances of being subtle were dashed with this new tattoo, she decided to be honest here. "But speaking frankly, sir, your opinion is stupid, and since I'm being especially honest today, there is nothing wrong with muggles, the problem is you. I just thought I'd tell you the truth today." She pointed at her forehead. "I'm very sorry, sir, for not telling you how great I think muggles are. Or that I'm proud to be a muggle-born." Ash relaxed, waiting for the inevitable crucio curse. THis was going to be bad. At least it would show some of the kids here that this wasn't a joke, and hopefully they wouldn't follow in her footsteps.
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