the_debt_of_time

"I would not. I would have the stigma of lycanthropy removed from our system.
It's as antiquated as the idiocy of anti-Muggle-born theories. The Ministry serves Wizarding
Britain, so serve them! Don't cast them out! Get rid of the Werewolf Capture Unit and
remove laws that prevent witches and wizards infected with an illness from seeking
treatment. If the stigma did not exist, then I believe werewolves would eagerly sign the
registry. Help them."
Many were swayed, but others were still clearly torn by their fears or prejudices.
"There needs to be some regulation," Flint said. "Some control and security. Even
if it is an illness, as you claim, we wouldn't just let a student infected with Dragon Pox or
Spattergroit walk right into Hogwarts where they could pass it on to others."
"Then meet with the werewolves. Let them organise themselves. It used to be in
the original Werewolf Code of Conduct that the lycanthropes had a representative in the
Wizengamot." Mia produced the relevant parchment with that proviso and tossed it at
Kingsley, who caught the papers mid-air with an exhausted look on his face.
Fudge scoffed loudly, tilting his head to look at the minister as the man glanced
over the parchment. "You seem to have forgotten, Miss Potter―"
Mia scowled. "Lady Black to you, Mr Fudge."
Fudge bristled and then cleared his throat. "The last werewolf that had any sway
over their group was an unofficial Death Eater named Fenrir Greyback! A monster! And
he is dead."
"Yes, he is," Mia said with a grateful smile that was tossed in Draco's direction, "but
he was not the last werewolf that could lead."
"Oh shit," Remus muttered from the audience. "I knew I should have stayed home
today."
"Remus Lupin is not only an established Alpha wolf, but he spent two wars fighting
for the side of Light. He put his life at risk countless times to work as a spy within the
werewolf community at the request of wizards who didn't even think twice about his safety.
But he did it while obeying every ridiculous law that came under the hand of Dolores
Umbridge. He taught Harry Potter how to duel. Should we be reminded why it was
incredibly beneficial to us all that Harry Potter was well equipped to duel another wizard?"
Parkinson, Flint, and Fudge all glared at her.