"I could imagine so with a devilishly handsome fellow like yourself," she smirked. "Their brains are easy to mold at this age too," she sneered, still looking as sweet as pie. "Lord knows I was convinced at this age myself," she shook her head. "Foolish days are gone though," more for herself than Samir.
"Once we have them," her eyes lit up like it a kid's on Christmas. "Once we have them we're unstoppable. We'll take down the whole damn American Wizarding infrastructure," her voice was a whisper but there was an intense burning in her eyes.