Most of the room in this hotel were fairly needless, so far as Severus could tell. Maybe just because he couldn't picture himself ice skating or roller skating. They did have some uses most of the time outside of hobbies though, and that was clearing out the hallways and making it so that normally the rooms around his were pretty quiet. Not so much currently, alas.
"An auror," Severus repeated, not quite surprised. Not exactly anyway. They came in all sorts he supposed, even if Neville didn't seem like the type who might want to join the police force. "Interesting. Was that before or after taking over for Sprout?" He inspected the supplies that Neville had gathered from the kitchen, and while maybe they were good enough for amateur work, Severus saw no need not to transfigure a glass dish into a vial, small but with a generously wide opening.