"I don't think we need to punish them. I don't think it would help. It's not like they're doing it on purpose, and it won't prevent anything. We need prevention measures." Hermione tapped her quill against her parchment as she thought, a habit she hated in other but seldom realised she possessed. It made little black ink spots appear on her parchment. "Maybe calming draughts. Or Dreamless Sleep?" The potion was a medicinal one, but it might be an answer.