Handsome took a deep breath. She wasn't wrong, which made him feel even worse. What could possible be more cowardly than hiding, especially when one didn't want to? And for a Gryffindor—someone who valued bravery, action, and change—it was even worse. "I know, Miss Urquart," he said, trying to convey his sympathy in the best way he could. "But you know the rules. The people—the ones bothering you—would only enjoy watching you forced from school for violence. I can't imagine Headmaster Black would stand behind you."
He took in a deep breath. "Your father still has influence. Write to him. See what he could possibly do." Even if Mr. Urquart wasn't the minister, he was still on the Wizengamot, right?

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He took in a deep breath. "Your father still has influence. Write to him. See what he could possibly do." Even if Mr. Urquart wasn't the minister, he was still on the Wizengamot, right?

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