"Yeah, blackmail and a good punch in the yaw. Unless you're unlucky and they punch back. Flint always did." he grinned. "Like Malfoy's friends, Crabbe and Goyle, I wouldn't punch them, mainly because I wouldn't want them all over me..." he scrunched up his nose and made a choking noise before he laughed.
“Ah, Professor Sprout. I liked her. Well I liked her subject. Herbology was easy, even for me, one of the very very few subjects I had acceptable grades in. Though…why would she not spy on you? Maybe that’s her strategy…imagine she makes you all believe she’s fast asleep cuddling her bottle…when in reality she is hiding behind a tapestry in your dorm, watching you do…whatever you buggers are doing at night in your dorm when you think your head of house is asleep,”