"Well, clearly it isn't," Millicent agreed, shrugging again. "Slytherin's just woefully behind the times."
She crossed her fingers in the absence of wood to knock on (despite their being outside), hoping their mutual failure at socialization didn't keep them from having a decent conversation anyway. It was going well so far, and she meant to keep it that way. "I thought about teaching history, but hell if Binns'll ever agree to leave. But I think it's important, and even interesting with the right teacher. Anyway, it's put best to use changing things anyway, so I'd like to take up a Ministry post, maybe in international magical cooperation." Biting back a smile, she added, "You may very well see me as Minister someday. I know, bit of a lofty goal, but I'm not a Slytherin for nothing.