Gently, Harry put Neville's things away and prompted him to follow. It took a while to reach the infirmary since his fellow Gryffindor didn’t seem ready to walk faster than a snail pace. The matron paled when she spotted them. Guiding Neville to a bed, she cast spell after spell. Wrapping his shivering friend into a blanket, Harry gestured Madam Pomfrey to the side. "Have you seen the newspaper today, Madam?"