He nodded. Draco forced himself not to explode with absolute ire. Weasley had been launching a campaign against the were-community for years. His own fear and bigotry had convinced him that every member of the pack was exactly like Dolohov. But it was ridiculous. Malfoy had done extensive research into the packs around Europe. Especially the ones close to London. There had been no evidence of any of this. The packs merely formed out of necessity. They could live with one another without fear of turning anyone. They found a group of people with a similar disease and cohabitated peacefully. Most were even on a schedule for a regular supply of Wolfsbane from Nott’s shop to keep the effects of their full moon phasing to a minimum.