That would take a miracle beyond reasoning, Hermione. Norrington's sense of propriety is iron-clad. He's learning about new ways from different rifters - so he'll help her along as best he can.

He looked over at her, before his mouth twisted a little. Still, he couldn't say she was completely wrong. "There are those who see us as a necessity, and those who see us as magical jailers. The truth is somewhere in the middle, I've found."