"We call people who can't do magic muggles," she said loving to answer questions about her world. Normally she wasn't supposed to talk about her world to people not in the world. But this place was different. These people were from so many different worlds and times and it was fun to learn about them all. It was a great distraction and truly and extremely fascinating.
"Bill and Charlie?" she asked, smiling about her best mates in the world, "Yep they are wizards and I'm a witch, technically."
"Oh I understand, mate. My mentor is the oldest auror in the field and he is just riddled with battle scars. It's a miracle he's still alive. In my career, people either die, burn out and change fields, or get political," she said, "Oh an auror is like a police officer but for the wizarding world. I work in the department that goes after the most dangerous dark wizards and the like."