The whispers and looks told me that people were, sadly, believing it. Without glancing up at them I said, "you can believe what you want, but I didn’t release them." taking a small bite of my food, I continued, "why would I release the very same people who want to murder muggleborns. Something that I still am. Just because I am somehow Morgana does not subtract the fact that I am, and apparently was, a muggleborn. Seems off, doesn’t it?"