Welsh is the closest language I could find. Don't judge. Voice test.

[rowena_ravenclaw]

Yr wyf yn Rowena Ravenclaw. Nid oes unrhyw arall gan yr enw. [I am Rowena Ravenclaw. There is no other by that name.] What brings you to my door? I must say, you are dressed strangely.

[The austere lady allows herself the faintest of smirks.]

Gynhesu eich hun ar fy tân. [Warm yourself at my fire.] Standing about idly will do you no good.

[Only after she has settled herself in a large, dark leather chair does she voice her true concern.]

Beth ydych chi'n dymuno i mi? [What do you wish of me?] I am not one of your "fairy godmothers".

Comments

[rowena_ravenclaw]

Is that so? [That is...upsetting.] We should be proud of who we are and I had hoped, with time and effort, that the Non-Magical world would converge with the Magical one.

How?

[wandthief]

That is what I aim to do.

Plans are still being made. Most of all wizards and witches have to accept that things need to change. They cannot sit in their safe cages forever.

[rowena_ravenclaw]

I do hope you take your time with this plan. Gradual change will go over much better than sudden anarchy.

[wandthief]

How gradual?

[rowena_ravenclaw]

That depends entirely on how you plan on implementing your strategy.

[wandthief]

First I want to find the Deathly Hallows.

[rowena_ravenclaw]

The Deathly Hallows? I am unfamiliar with them.

[wandthief]

They are a fairy tale.

At least that is what most people think. But I am sure there is truth to the tale.

To put it simply they are three magical objects - a wand, a cloak and a stone - which, while powerful in their own rights, when together they make their owner the Master of Death. Practically unstoppable.