"Exactly. She was the owner of this house, a real harpy. Slytherin to the core." She explained in a low voice. But the last words had caused a lump in her throat. She remembered that her son was also part of the same House. "Of course, Slytherin is no longer a receptacle for supremacist Wizards. It was at one time, but now it mostly welcomes introverted and ambitious students. Nothing strange about that."