Walking Dead Wizard

Chapter 32

"Pureblood's never really go into the non-magical world," Luna explained after Merle asked why it is that she didn't even know what the basics of technology. After showing her where to put the charger in, since the van was moving it immediately began charging much to Luna's delight, the music was so different to all she knew. Her body was so grateful to be sitting again, allowing her muscles to rest, she definitely needed another potion, and she ached in places she hadn't known even existed.

"Pure what?" Merle grumbled as he shifted gears, it was as though she was talking a whole different language to him.

"Oh, sorry, I keep forgetting you don't know everything," Luna admitted sheepishly, clicking off the music for now seen as she wasn't going to get to listen due to the fact it seemed Merle was in a rare talkative mood, she wasn't going to miss that opportunity to talk to him. Leaning back against the seat properly, she began to explain. "There's a...unofficial yet official hierarchy system in the magical world. Unofficial is that they never actually outwardly agree, but they do think it."

"That ain't explainin' anything'," Merle stated, more confused than he was a few minutes ago.

"Alright, let me see if I can get you to understand, there's three categories in the hierarchy system, there's the pureblood's, to be classed as a pureblood you have to have magical grandparents on both side of your family. They're considered to be the best; or rather the pureblood's like to think they were. Truth is they were all inbred, they kept marrying their cousins and it declined the magical population. Which for us in Britain was a bad thing, we were already thinned out due to three wars...not that it matters anymore the whole world has gone to shit." Luna explained shrugging her shoulders. "Not all pureblood's thought they were the best though, my great grandfather fell in love with a Muggle born, and we were considered blood traitors for a while. I'm a pureblood by magical standards."

Merle was beginning to regret asking, he had more questions than answers at this point.

"Blood traitors is a term elite pureblood's used for people who like non-magical people, sympathise with them or marry them that and Marrying Muggle born's." Luna explained, "With me so far?"

Merle grunted, he just had to find out what Muggle-born meant and he was pretty much keeping up.

"The second in the system are half blood's they're tolerated I suppose, it's a term for those with a magical and non-magical parent, or a magical parent and a Muggle-born parent, like Harry, a Muggle-born is the only magical person in a non-magical family," Luna explained, "Like my best friend Hermione, they're considered lower than dirt by most of society, you'll rarely find a Muggle-Born with a job even within our Ministry."

"Anyone can be a wizard?" Merle asked incredulously, that didn't seem right. They had their own Ministry? Just how bloody big was the magical world and why had Harry left to come here? It made little to no sense at all. The more he learned the more he was tempted to believe Harry was insane for leaving a place of safety.

"No, there's another category I failed to mention, squibs,"

"Explosives?" Merle uttered confused, in the military squibs were small sticks of dynamite.

"No, it's our term for a child born to a magical family without magical powers of his own, its one of the biggest shames in the magical world, they're considered even worse than dirt under your shoe. They're cast out, left to fend for themselves, most families give money for their child so they can live in relative comfortableness in the non-magical world. They have families of their own, somewhere along the line magic shows itself again. Then they come into the magical world as Muggle-born's but the purebloods like to think that they steal magic." Luna snorted in disgust, "that belief's caused two wars in our world; many were killed as a result of it,"