"That thing with the girl in the club wasn't your fault," Hermione went on, comfortingly. "It's Riddle's fault ... and Ron's ... and the fault of all the other bigots who brought this Pureblood mania down on us all. But not you, you beautiful girl! We'll put it all right, I promise you that. We all will. They've taken so much from us ... but they will take no more."