"Dorne," Hermione replied," You should travel down there sometime. The gardens are to die for." She shrugged. "Perhaps though, it's because Fleur has never seen an aconitum flower before." She plucked it from the ground. "Can you believe that? I thought everybody had seen them enough to know to be weary of them. A few drops from the roots paralyses the heart and the lungs." She shrugged. "And your herb garden? Whose to say? Although I did note that you were growing nightshade and castor beans, both of which are terribly dangerous."