"Not verbatim," Hermia responded truthfully before his tone even registered. She recoiled slightly when it set in that she was being mocked. That wasn't something she was used to, not any longer. "The Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery is essential, but not a subsection of the actual Statute of Secrecy." Hermia grinned brightly, now a part of the joke. Reciting from the Statute of Secrecy was nearly synonymous with being a Bonaccord. The History Club, and Professor Darrow, got that demonstration at the first possible opportunity. She was a good sport about this sort of teasing, it wasn't as if her odd skill for memorization had ever harmed her. She was a Bonaccord, rote memorization of dry material was a genetic predisposition. "And it isn't required at Hogwarts, but my parents never mentioned that as my brothers and I spent hours on memorization. You mean to tell me your parents didn't stake family honor of useless recitation?"

---