But now, it seemed, his wild plan had worked and he actually had. And Enola looked bright and vibrant for the change. Harry knew Neville would eventually ask him the awkward questions, look for answers and a repeat prescription to his previous dysfunction. Harry would have to chat with Enola, devise a strategy. He could always point to the runes, say it was Potter family magic ... part of a secret he could only share with Hermione, the only other properly recognised member of the family. He could say his Dad had struggled with the same thing and had suggested the solution.