"Muggle-born registration? They really managed to come up with something like this. I bet the whole of Britain is about to explode right now."
On the lawn, Katrina placed the newspaper beside the picnic blanket, tilted her head to look at Albert—who was teasing Alice—and then shifted her gaze to Isobel, who was stretching for yoga, offering a brief comment on the sensational news in the latest issue of the *Daily Prophet*.
"This business is most likely related to Umbridge. That woman definitely seems like the type to pull something like this."
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