"Is there nothing they can do to help?" he asked, stabbing a bit of beef with his fork. "Hire more people and train them up quick?"
It sounded kind of ridiculous now that he said it. Speeding up the training of an Auror wouldn't have the same potential consequences as flying through herbology texts. Even when you factored in the dangerous and deadly breeds of plants, he thought the mental comparison was still probably flawed.
"Wanker." Neville rolled his eyes and threw a bit of bread at Ron. Snake killer. Merlin, he was never going to hear the end of it, was he? "Other than working, hmm. Well, trying to catch up with friends. Weeding Gran's flower bed. Shopping for a flat. And seeing Mandy, of course."