“Now, listen here,” Ian said, his voice colder than they had ever heard him get before, “you will respect our team. Blood doesn’t really matter in Quidditch.”
“Again, I say, we will see,” Ionescu said. “Our team is entirely made up of Purebloods – yours is not. When we win, you’ll finally see that pure blood is unbeatable.”
“You will be proven wrong,” Mathilda said, finally speaking up. “I’m a Muggle-born – I’m not afraid to admit it either. I bet I’m better than your Chasers
Lucian Moldovan gave her a long, hard look. Who did
she think she was?