Unless one was willing to prove they were brutal and not one to be discounted. Every single step of the way she had to prove herself worthy to be there, to practice magic. Even outside of school she had to constantly fight to belong. She would always be grateful for the lessons she learned from Antonin in those first years. He'd molded her into someone that was not timid or easily stomped upon. If she hadn't been broken down to absolutely nothing and then built back up into the perfect example of how a Death Eater should be, she would have been killed a long time earlier. Likely in a very painful and humiliating manner even. As much as she loathed her husband at times, when he was her teacher, she was thankful for him.