Harry put aside a small pile of essays which belonged to students he was worried about, he would take them to the staff meeting on Tuesday night. Ever since he had learned that children raised in the wizarding world usually had a tutor to help them with all the things Hogwarts didn’t teach like how to structure an essay and construct grammatically correct sentences. He had been pushing to have English tutors on staff, every week he brought essays of students he was concerned about, Draco had started to do the same as had Neville. Harry was holding out hope that he was getting somewhere with his argument. He gathered up the parchment scrolls to put into his satchel ready to take to the meeting when he saw the name on the top essay Charles Fernby he remembered that he had meant to catch up with Pomona about the boy’s home life, Harry could not put his finger on his concern but there was something niggling at him about the boy.