Her previous life as the clever, but odd daughter of a couple of well-to-do dentists served her well in the dystopia of the new world. She knew how to dress, how to speak, how to behave as a simple Muggle ignorant of the hidden world she could no longer be a part of. Most importantly, she knew how to exist without magic. Conjuring fire might have been as easy as breathing to her, but she knew how matches were lit and in a pinch, she knew how to use a flint or even a twig. For the first time, she was actually thankful her father forced her to endure two horrible years as a Brownie Guide. Casting alohomora was, likewise, just as simple, but she quickly learned how to pick a lock with entirely Muggle means.