Will remained silent. That Dumbledore, a wizard of the highest caliber, believed there was little difference between wizards and Muggles was simply a reflection of his own mindset and character.
Seeing Will's reaction, Dumbledore sighed. "It seems we disagree, Will."
"Of course, Professor." Will did not deny it. There was no denying it.
In truth, although Will could hardly be called a racist, he still believed wizards and Muggles were different, both in their individual power and in the nature of their existence.
Will chose his words before speaking. "In all fairness, I don't think wizards as a group are any nobler than Muggles."
Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction. Will really was a good boy. He neither subscribed to notions of blood superiority nor looked down on Muggles.
But Will's next words froze the smile on Dumbledore's face.
"But a small minority of wizards really are superior to Muggles. That superiority isn't moral; it's simply a superiority of individual existence—and that can't be denied. Powerful wizards even live longer than Muggles. An ordinary Muggle couldn't be as energetic as you at a hundred and thirteen, let alone eat so many sweets.
"On the other hand, ordinary wizards aren't that different from Muggles. With their limited repertoire of spells, they might even be unable to cast without their wands. But powerful wizards...
"They reverse time, manipulate space, kill souls, rewrite memories, alter the world, and bend its rules.
"You can tell an ordinary Muggle that someone like that is his own kind, that there's no difference between them. See if he believes you."
Dumbledore knew Will was right.
"Your thinking falls somewhere between mine and Gellert's." Dumbledore took another large pile of Chocolate Frogs out of his drawer.
Will felt that Dumbledore's fondness for sweets was further evidence supporting his argument—with the