Yes, only she can't give me a full report, sounds like, because Lucius bloody Malfoy is likely going spare himself over the thought of Harry getting hurt - not for Harry's sake, either, but because it'll mean his precious tintype of a son will lose privileges. But he's in that hospital wing, flapping his arms at Poppy, and not me, and if I didn't already hate him for all the blood he's got on his hands, I'd want to kill him just for claiming that right while I'm 200 yards away waiting to hear something.

We've all got headaches, Frank. And we're all helpless when it comes to wanting to be with our kids. Right? So whatever's bothering Neville, there's probably some solution if you look at it with a calm eye.