Considering tossing her at a game...

[greatestofthese]

 It's full up to the brim with Death Eaters?

Fine.  Dandy, even.

It shouldn't surprise you, dear, that I believe in second chances for everyone.  Perhaps they can learn.  Or perhaps I can get a second chance to take more of the bastards with me.  What's the worst they can do?  Torture and kill me again?

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[greatestofthese]

You mean the destroying-everything-it-touches part?

[unspeakable_acts]

More in the manner of it spreading quickly and nearly impossible to cut out or control; choking the life out of everything around it. Rather like crabgrass.

[greatestofthese]

Did you know that Muggles have invented a handy thing called weed killer? It does its job well; I use it in my garden.

[unspeakable_acts]

But not entirely effective, is it? Those weeds just keep coming back.

[greatestofthese]

There'll always be a few weeds in the yard, a few bad apples in the bunch. Sometimes one's just got to get her hands dirty to save the metaphorical garden.

[unspeakable_acts]

Ye gods. I think I've just experienced death by banal platitude.

[greatestofthese]

Oh, good, my idea to turn metaphors into weapons of mass destruction has succeeded. Perhaps it was a bit overextended, but I do love a good metaphor.

But if you wish I'll lay it all out for you in plain, simple terms.

You are a stain upon humanity and I hope you step on a Lego.

[unspeakable_acts]

Now that's low.