She was almost sure that if she wanted to go out of the room and explore the manor a bit more, she would be free to do so – that’s practically what he said – but she was still a bit scared to go out, even if the room seemed to suffocate her a bit. So she went to check out the books that weren’t hers while Crookshanks cuddled around her legs, purring. Most of the books were about potions and poisons – how to make potions to save a life, how to make poisons to kill, how to tell apart one from the other, how to make them tasteless, et cetera, et cetera. She had just taken a book about the most uncommon plants in poison making, knowing this would interest Neville quite a lot when she heard that loud pop, and now knew what to expect.