"Ron, I know everyone keeps talking about structure and growing, but it will take multiple generations to get those types of numbers. Who knows how the world will change in a hundred years. You need to stop worrying about creating a ministry and just worry about taking care of things now." She had seen the world end, after that, predicting what would happen seemed rather senseless.
She chuckled. "As I said, I'm happy to teach them how to make them." Parvati looked at him, wondering if he was serious and apparently he was. "Ron, you're not sane. Harry isn't sane. To be honest, I don't think any of us are really sane. The only difference is that we can see that we're fucked up, while you three think that it's normal. It's not normal. We're not normal."
She shrugged. "Not for those of us who took Divination seriously and wanted to spend time learning and not listening to made up stuff." She had always hated how much time had been spent on Harry's made-up stories. "I wrote to him. I guess after what happened, they are deciding whether to talk to us or not. I don't blame them, considering that his teaching and my visions might have helped bring this about."