Morag's mouth hung open and all she could do was stare. 'Are you kidding me?????' she demanded. 'We're fighting Dark Wizards, in case you hadn't noticed!' she cried.
'And our daughter cannot be a Master of the Dark Arts! She's not even born yet! She's not supposed to be doing magic at all, not other than growing!' she insisted. 'She's not allowed! I'm the mother! She's not allowed to do magic until she's born! No, wait....until she's....old enough to handle it!' she amended hurriedly.