"I do actually," Daphne said curtly," Poison - it works wonders." She pulled out a small vial from the pockets of her robes. While Hermione may have always carried a Muggle weapon with her, Daphne delighted in carrying poisons. They were embedded in everything she owned. Opening her diary without the correct incantation caused a little needle to poke it and prick the person with a slow acting venom that burnt the person from the inside out. The ink she used in her essays was a fusion of ink and the poison from a plant that was only found on the Greengrass estate. That didn't even cover the amount of venomous snakes that lived in her dorm room.