Daphne nodded. "Muggles are non-magic people, yeah. Don't Yanks use the term, too?" They did in Romania, so Daphne assumed it was a permeating term. The redhead grinned. "Really!"
Daphne would've agreed about not being able to do magic. When you were the seventh of eight, whatever your older siblings could do was what you wanted to.
Taking the lead, Daphne listened to Penthea. "We wear black robes in classes. And occasionally pointy hats. And the brooms are just totally ace. No warts, though with us. Yeah? It's odd the different evolutions of magic. I mean. Just with the demons you lot have." Daphne understood going back in time. Though Time Turners were rarer than they had been in her parents' time. They started to re-constitute them.