Avalon couldn't believe what she was hearing. And seeing. This was an absolute nightmare. But at least everyone else seemed to be speaking up now. Even the Muggleborn students. So they would obviously understand if Avalon went along with it too, right? She didn't want to get herself killed (though it looked like poor Ashley was headed in that direction), and Rosier's death glares were enough to scare her into answering the next question.

"Try to get rid of as many of them as possible so that we can cut off all communication with them. We don't want any bloodlines mixing, like Bella said. Muggles shouldn't be allowed to communicate with wizards anymore. They are not.....worthy," she said, trailing off a bit at the end, hardly believing the words that were coming out of her mouth. If it weren't for Muggle and wizard lines mixing, Avalon wouldn't even exist. "Maybe by just causing some unexplained disasters, their population could be heavily reduced."

She squeezed her hands into fists nervously, hoping that her grandparents and Muggleborn friends would understand why she had to play along.