Originally Posted by Ama

At first, Daphne listened quietly with raised brows. Her fingers busied themselves with the hem of her school shirt, folding and unfolding it carefully.

"I think I'm going to be imprudent and play Devil's advocate," she spoke up loudly, eyes focused on her own knees.

"Everyone is going on and on about intent. May I ask the class a question in return, Professor? If what makes you a dark wizard or witch for that matter," interjected the blond, a tiny little spark of feminism erupting within her. "Is using a so called dark spell with the intent to harm, maim, destroy, or...whatever it is you want to accomplish then wouldn't nearly everyone be a dark wizard? The way spells work is through intent. Isn't it?"

Then again, Daphne wasn't the brightest student in Hogwarts. That was Celandine Toussaint; whom she still didn't want to look at directly just yet. "So the minute you cast a spell--and that's guessing you're talented enough to do it right--and it harms another person, hypothetically speaking, you're a dark wizard?"

It didn't really make sense in her head. Perhaps she was over thinking it. "Practicing Dark Arts doesn't make you a Dark Wizard," concluded Daphne with a derisive snort. "It just makes you powerful. It's what you choose to do with that power that determines what kind of person you are."