"They started in 94, but exploded rather quickly, probably because there was a vacuum and they were right there at the right moment." She had no idea who the Hobgoblins were so she decided to say nothing.
"Still, would you want to look at the papers and see that you are married to the woman who approved a spell that brought a genocide?" she said, making a face. "Also, there are people married at our age. Apparently it happened a lot in the past. It's what they wanted us to do." She supposed that he felt that the memory was cute. She found it... annoying. If someone started to throw food, there'd be a problem, toddler or not.
"Everyone was so very sure. They always are aren't they?" she said with a shrug. Her family wasn't in politics, but Quidditch had its own brand of politics. "So what is your last name? I got Potter, Black, Weasley and Malfoy, it's like a who's who of history books, minus the Potters. If there's someone more famous that my family is that family." She nodded. "We can, but we have to be careful. If they are too dry, we'll do more harm that good. I can cast a few spells to protect them while we move them."