Yeah, it was nice, Marvolo, thanks. Seamus had his hands full with Dean, and it was all I could do to help Ron along--he was feeling a bit too sick to walk real well. And I was a bit too busy propping him up to, uh, deal with the slugs.

She kept them from dropping all down his front. I mean she caught them in her hands until Professor Brutka gave us a cauldron. Ugh. I reckon she was brave as a Gryffindor to do that

Braver than me, anyway.