"I can’t complain about my treatment - I’m aware my blood purity is well below anyone here and my past called for it", knives raked the words up past her throat and flung them off her tongue. "But, Fore-Minister Malfoy was gracious enough to offer access to the one thing that mattered most to me - books. Education. The library. I studied for months, in detail, the history of wizardy. It’s clear to me now that the wizarding world is far superior to the rest of it. I was wrong", she wanted to cough, to gag, to spit at his feet. But she progressed anyway. There were more important things than staying honest about your beliefs in moments like these.