Why Did Nagini Hate Muggles

The snake stared at the man in front of her, reminiscing about the times they had shared a big juicy pig together. Now he sat at a table, wearing something called a napkin, eating a teeny tiny dish called a steak and kidney pie with these tiny stabbing instruments called knorks and fives. Nagini really hated muggles. They had reduced her master and greatest friend to nothing more than a posh man who wears too many clothes. Nagini liked to think that he only wore all those fancy suits and used the knorks and fives because the other men did it. She had seen it happen all to often in her lifetime.

When she no bigger than a ruler and still roamed her hometown of Berat in Albania, she frequently came across young foolish muggles who thought it was fun to make the female muggles dance in their cars with them. Nagini would never understand what was so fun about making a car dance. She thought it would be far more fun to lay with an open mouth in the forest and watch the blood drain from animals’ face’s as they realised they were being eaten. It was simply hilarious to watch a rat’s eyes bulge as the life was sucked out from it by her
Quite frankly, Nagini thought it was a bit racist. One would think it is odd that the pet of a man who believes that people should be divided by their heritage and blood speaks of racism being unfair. Yet it is something she learned from her master. People shouldn’t be divided by their skin or physical properties but rather by what runs within them. Their blood is who they are. Their skin is merely something mortal, something that easily be changed. Their blood is a part of their identity, something that could divide them to make it easier to separate the diamonds from the dull rocks, the valuable from the useless scum that simply took up space. ‘Too much space’ mused Nagini as she thought of the lengths certain muggles went to consume as much fat as