"Essays." Neville resign letting the one he was reading spring back into its tight spiral. "I keep volleying the idea of bring in a plant." He watched Harry's eyes widen. "A safe one at least. I haven't forgotten those excursions of ours with Hagrid. Remember the Black Forest?" Neville exhaled a nervous laugh. "No just a simple plant and they have to learn how to care for it and I inspect it on exam day."
"How are your students shaping up?" Neville turned away from his pile focusing his full attention on Harry.