He turned, looking at her sideways. "I honestly don't know," he said softly. "A month ago, I wouldn't have said it would've gotten this bad." He bit his lip, thinking. "And if they keep givin' worse punishments...aren't we goin' t'have t'fight back harder?"
Seamus wasn't sure what to think about that. On the one hand, he didn't regret not trying to curse his plant - the absurdity of DADA classes had already gone too far for his liking - but on the other hand, Neville was still urging people to be cautious and pick their battles. He could see the merits of both sides of the argument. "I'm gettin' to the point where I don't know how much more I can take. Did y'know Travers was followin' me around almost everywhere last week? The git was all over me like a rash."