They filed in, all of them, in Helenas eyes, with absolutely no idea what they were getting into. The recent wave of crime had perhaps commendably stirred a streak of bravado in one and all, but this was not the place for people with so-called passion. She despised that word, passion, the most ridiculous word in the entire English language, summarizing precisely what drove men to battle. One could argue it for either side of the continuum too, which made it less than admirable a quality, really. Helena Morgan did not wish to share anything with her enemies.

And here was a whole line of them, supposedly the Aurors of the next generation, and she was convinced they were not aware of what they wanted to do. They were probably here because they thought it was bloody cool, which it wasnt, and she was not in the mood for speeches that were meant to enlighten people of what they should have researched. Oh, one could certainly argue that she was being harsher on them than was required, but she would argue back that if they were so inclined to join the Aurors, then they ought to be able to handle that and much more. She listened in severe silence to what her colleagues and the other people at the meeting were saying, and her lips tightened slightly as the meeting progressed.

Once Lucius Malfoy was finished speaking, she spoke up, not hardly in defense of the Aurors, apparently so lacking in the way of intelligence. And as Mr. Lestrange, she said, eyes falling momentarily over at the young Hit Wizard, was so kind to mention, field agents are known to have a rather high fatality rate. So it would be advisable to consider what you are getting into. Satisfying or not, it was sometimes debatable, though she would not add that, the job is difficult and most are not built for such pressure.

With which she closed her mouth again and sat severely, straight-backed. No one had ever accused her of being pleasant and easy-going, and no one ever would.

Theyd better dare not.
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