Terry nodded quietly as he thought about fifth year. It was a joke of a course and he spent more time trying not to sleep than trying to learn the theory of defensive magic. No one really cared for the class and it was almost pathetic that the Ministry thought it was approved. The events later that year proved just how useless that class was.
"At least then we weren't subjected to ridiculous shows to make them out to be horrid people. Like we are not the same thing as a muggle, just with different abilities. I'd like to see the Ministry make some of the technological break throughs muggles have made without magic."
The boy had always found an issue with how some people spoke about muggles. Perhaps it was because his father was muggle and he had gone to the schools around his house, but he found that they had compensated with their deficiencies with ingenuity. Something many witches and wizards had lost throughout the ages of simplicities.
"They try to say muggles attacked out of fear of us, but didn't we spend years harming creatures because didn't understand them do you want to sit down?"