"I would like to start with you Miss Granger, for I fear anything I say to my son will not matter until we have spoken. I’m not going to insult you by talking about the how’s and why's prejudice existed within this house or why it was thoughtlessly passed down within my family for generations. Having spent the first year of my sentence in solitude I had ample time to remunerate on my prior beliefs and came to realise that it was all indefensible nonsense. Magic is a gift, a gift most of us pure bloods take for granted, myself included and as such we have abused it, become lazy, ignorant and self righteous. As you know, I am currently unable to use my magic, and it has enlightened me on how lucky we are. Anybody with this gift should be celebrated regardless of how they have come about it. Blood purity is something I no longer believe in or will tolerate in others. I am so very deeply sorry for how my old self treated those of muggle descent, and in particular you Miss Granger. You were treated with nothing but disdain every time we met, bullied by my son as a result of my teachings and tortured right here in this very house under my watch. I don’t not deserve your forgiveness but selfishly, I wish to seek it anyway. Please accept my sincerest apologies and forgive me." 