"It was great! Look what I got for my birthday!!" He produced a small, grey cactus, "Mimbulus mimbletonia! It’s really rare - they don’t even have one in the greenhouses at Hogwarts! I can’t wait to show Professor Sprout," he said enthusiastically, "It’s got loads of amazing, useful properties," he continued, "And it’s got it’s own defence mechanism," oh... oh no, "Here, take Trevor," Harry barely managed to catch the toad as it was shoved into his arms, while Neville produced a quill - nope. Not again. Harry scrambled with the hand not clutching Trevor, to pull his wand free from his pocket. Ginny was watching him with growing alarm, her eyes flicking between Neville and Harry, as it dawned on her that something unpleasant was about to happen. Harry had just raised his wand when Neville poked the plant with his sharp quill.