Visiting Knight: Oh, I'm Not Afraid Of Fighting A Sorcerer. I've Tackled One Before, You Know, In Controlled

Visiting knight: Oh, I'm not afraid of fighting a sorcerer. I've tackled one before, you know, in controlled circumstances.

Arthur: Oh, don't worry. You won't find any of those here.

Visiting knight: What, sorcerers?

Merlin: No, controlled circumstances.

I love this concept!

But I guess it would've just been too logical for our wizarding community, they haven't exactly been known to do the most logical things, have they?

But apart from this - and correct me if I'm wrong - I believe it's because not every death eater has the dark mark (as we know from Fenrir, he is a death eater but doesn't have the mark because he isn't 'worthy' of it)

I think it's only Voldemorts most inner circle, his most trusted death eaters who bear the mark. (I think there's about 25 of them? Not sure. It's those that show up/miss in the circle at the graveyard)

Plus, the people knew about the dark mark in the sky after killings but I'm not sure whether they knew it was also a tattoo for his followers.

Anyway, the mark would've only exposed a very small - though very important - amount of death eaters, not the lot of them.

If everyone was worried about who was and wasn’t a Death Eater, and the Death Eaters are all branded on their left arms, why didn’t robes with short or missing or sheer or rolled up left sleeves become A Thing? Why didn’t rolling up your left sleeve in greeting become A Thing?

This should have been a Bold Anti-Death Eater Fashion Statement and no-one, no-one in all of Wizarding Britain thought of it and was brave enough to do it? No-one???

If by my life or death I can protect you, I will.

Not to be dramatic but I owe Oscar Isaac my entire life. So anyway, here are some super blurry pictures of my first Poe Dameron costest! ✨

Gaius: Merlin, when you meet the king, do not look at him directly.

Merlin: Are you sure you're not confusing him with the sun?

Arthur: Really, Morgana? Merlin? Is this wise?

Morgana: I know, but you don't have a choice.

Arthur: You really want me to rely on Merlin, Merlin, to ride out and escort a princess, a princess, all the way from Escetir to Camelot on horseback, on horseback, so I can ask her to be my queen?

Merlin: Why shouldn't I?

Arthur: Because, Merlin, you're an idiot. You'll probably get lost or scare her off before you can even cross the border.

Morgana: That's what I'm counting on.