"Penelope, that's ... " Percy pressed his lips together, trying to put the words around what he felt. He supposed he could understand, superficially, where Penelope's father was coming from, even if it didn't make a damned bit if sense to him. Cutting your daughter off - when she was so talented, so full of potential, and making her live like a Muggle - Percy couldn't imagine doing that to someone he actually loved. "It's horrible, all of it. So you finished at a ... a ... secondary school? And then ... university?"