Some overzealous Slytherin scribbled MUDBLOOD on every page in her Arithmancy textbook. She flipped through it dazedly, half-impressed at the dedication it showed. The textbook was not small—there were several hundred pages. Looking at the variety of handwriting and seeing it so often, the slur was beginning to lose all meaning. Perhaps she was a mudblood after all, maybe her magic was of a lesser quality than others. 