"So... a lightweight," he said, chuckling. It was strange that the most entertainment he had in weeks, long before coming here, it was watching Draco getting drunk. Then again the days around the anniversary were always rather tense.
"I know people are coming up with all of these different theories, pureblood, Black, this and that, but I think it's much simpler than that. The castle is bringing back people that had an impact on the school, whether emotionally or magically. I have no interest in farming." He didn't think anyone else did either. "I don't know if they care about Britain. If they did, then they would have done something sooner. I guess that they won't care as long as we don't make waves." His expression darkened. "But let them come to Hogwarts to kill us."
He shook his head. "No, we can't reach out until we have some leverage. We're too weak right now." He smiled. "We do need to start foraging where we know, like Malfoy Manor or Grimmauld Place. It's time to do something."