Hermione rounded on Enola, her anger spiking as she did. "So what are you saying, Enola? That this three year old child has bad blood in her? Dirty, muddy blood, is that it? What do you think we should call her ... a neo-Mudblood? Is that why you think I took her, because she’s just like me? A kindred spirit, all rotten on the inside just because of her blood? Well, answer me then!"