"What?" Neville blinked. "Work as one of his little Death Eater members?" She nodded, and he snorted, turning his head away from her and running a shaky hand through his ebony waves. "No fucking thank you. I spent way too much of my life doing the immoral thing, the corrupt thing, the wrong thing. I don't need any more of it. Personally, I'm actually really glad to be rid of that lab."