"I don't think we should let just anyone into the school."
She looked at him strangely. "Why not? And who would you exclude?" It's clear to him that she didn't agree, and that nothing he could say would change her mind, but he tried anyway. He couldn't let views that he had held all along stay inside, not with his best friends.
"I think we should exclude those not of Wizarding descent." There, it was said, and he waited for her anger and indignation.
Sure enough, she glared, and she seemed to grow quite a bit taller. "Where in the hell is this coming from? Helga is not of Wizarding descent…Salazar, what's happened to you?"
He shrugged. "Helga is one thing…but some of the students we have! That one ridiculous little girl that Godric has to deal with, who questions everything…we shouldn't let filth like her in."
Looking bewildered, she eyed him with disdain. "Your family were Squibs, or as good as."
"Just because they didn't know how to use the magic they had doesn't make them Squibs," he countered swiftly, his defense tactic immediately set to work.
She shook her head, not wanting to argue any more. "And I thought you wanted to educate everyone."
"Everyone worth educating," he corrected coldly as she stormed out of the room, not looking back.