Minerva nodded firmly. "I must say I agree, Albus." For once the Gryffindor and Slytherin Heads were in complete accord. It felt a little strange to Minerva, really. It wasn't that she didn't get along with Severus, of course, but his students were a constant thorn in her side. Albus had (probably accurately) observed that even Salazar himself would not have been able to fix the Dark shadow hovering around the Slytherins of the last few generations, not without summarily executing half of them, but it was still a source of conflict, and she couldn't remember the last time she and Severus had been entirely in agreement about something.