Hermione winced at the loud sound of the grating crate, but the question was sharper even than the annoying creak of the lid. Neville was nervous, on edge. It was understandable, and it was also a surprise. Ever since Harry had found out about the Horcruxes, they hadn't really been worried about - or cared about, really - the way the rest of those students who'd signed on to help them had been feeling, or what had been happening to them.
"That's a good question," she said after a moment, sighing. "I suppose. I mean, you'll need to explain about Hagrid and Moody and Professor Burbage. Not everyone will have seen Harry's explanation...."