Picking their target had been easy from the get-go. There was nothing that bothered her more than a muggle parading about as a witch, a filthy muggle who thought she could take the job of a witch. The very thought made her blood boil. Amelia Gray needed to be put in her place. She couldn't help but smile at her companion's eagerness.
"Best I know the ghastly bitch is probably snooping around in the offices. Pretending to be a proper witch is not an easy thing for a filthy mudblood to do," her voice as sweet as ever. "We'll check her office, then her class," she said firmly.
