Albus on the other hand was thinking, what he was supposed to do with the sudden influx of students. He was furious that more dark cored children would be able to attend his precious school and he was even more furious that creatures would be able to attend his precious school in the future. There weren’t words, how much he hated these changes. Minerva was always boxed into a corner and for her there wasn’t any ways out of there. Albus hated it, because it was the same like in the Wizengamot meetings. He was boxed into a corner and there was no escape no matter what he tried.