"You think he'll do that for you," Zach's voice was cautious. "That's a fucking hard road, Jenny. I tried to walk it." As he knew she was aware. The protests, the letters, the screaming... muggles were nothing but animals to many of the wizards that thought of them at all. The war hadn't erased ancestral memories though it may have smoothed it over.
He inhaled deeply, then said, "Clare and I... they tried to bloody Obliviate us after Mathwall. And I'm a fucking wizard." Then the man paused.