Lesson in Ignorance PV Aurelia Valentine Finished

"It's hardly fair to call someone a bad host, considering they never intended to host," He began, gesturing around himself, pointing out how isolated the area of the library they sat in was. "I sat over here so I could sit alone, and you chose to sit opposite me, I would not describe any of this as 'hosting'." He continued, leaning back to relax into his seat, firmly believing if one of them was to leave this corner, it would not be him. He'd arrived first, and he certainly intended to leave last, though he was certain that he had made that much clear already.

Edwin had grown up never getting anything but his way, so having someone push back against him, even if wasn't on some grand scale, and only really a difference of opinions, but the experience was a fresh one however trivial it may be.

Whilst he hadn't intended to offend with his name calling, more providing an honest assessment of how the girl came across, her lack of reaction was disappointing regardless. Her fake distress elicited no reaction from the Gryffindor, staring at her performance with a blank face. When her fake sadness finally concluded, he asked simply. "Are you done with all that, now? You'll get more people to come over here if you continue like that." More people wandering over would be disappointing for number of reasons, him appearing as a bully if people were to buy her performance, or worse, joining them in this corner.

A shift in Edwin's mood came from her explanation of her upbringing, perhaps for the first time her words not frustrating Edwin, but instead genuinely intriguing him, as well as causing the corners of his lips to turn upwards slightly, betraying that he found the image of her screaming at some professor to be actually amusing. It did, however, momentarily stump him, unsure of whether she should be pitied for being raised away from magic, or some other sentiment.

"That's interesting," He eventually began, a tone of uncertainty to his words. "Were your parents hoping you were a squib, or something? I can't imagine why you'd be willingly raised away from magic, considering how convenient it is. I mean, sure, there are them technology stuffs but magic is free. I've seen the prices of some of them things, and those are not cheap, I'll tell you that much." Whilst the words were maybe insensitive, there was no malice to his tone, only a genuine curiosity and ignorance.

"They don't need to approach werewolves whilst they are transformed to gather the information, there are werewolves, at least I assume there would be, who would willingly share information with those who approach them. After all, why would werewolves want to risk misinformation being published? Sure, werewolves likely would be uncooperative with the ministry, as you say, but that doesn't meet they wouldn't cooperate with other wizards. Besides, the rest of your point isn't entirely accurate, is it? To say the ministry didn't let them prove themselves is false, considering how much of the anti-werewolf discrimination was repealed following the Battle of Hogwarts back in the day. That wouldn't be ministry discrimination anymore, that's just discrimination by the public."

On another day, perhaps they would be able to see eye to eye, give a little bit on the argument in either day, but given how they had met, Edwin was very much unwilling to budge from his stance on this particular day.

"My parents told me stuff, sure, but I don't think anything that isn't public." He explained. "I want to read about it, because the article will likely include statements, probably from SCAR themselves, the people rumoured to be behind it."

Edwin simply shook his head at her continued attempt to explain, and justify werewolf behaviour. "Blaming children that are sneaking out and anything along those lines is stupid, why is a werewolf allowing themself to freely turn whilst around anything resembling civilisation? Hunters, sure, that makes sense, but making any justifications as to why kids are, and could be turned is a weak argument. If you were a werewolf who lived near a town, and you knew there were children in that town, would you allow yourself to turn without locking yourself in a basement, locking yourself to something, trapping yourself in some manner?"

Edwin scoffed, and waved off the comments about owls being intercepted, opting not to point out how unlikely that was. Dozens, and dozens of owls arrived to Hogwarts each day, the odds of just the right one being intercepted was next to zero.

"Stories will be embellished for the sake of retelling, sure, but at the core the story will have been the same. Those stories all have similar events, and that is werewolves who haven't properly looked after themselves, knowingly endangering the public." He nodded at part of the rest of her assessment. "Of course they don't want to be werewolves, who would? But the core point that I've made throughout all of this is that so many werewolves don't take the right steps to prevent them attacking people."