There was a lot of balancing books as she made her way to the greenhouses. Beverly had lost track of time at the study tables trying to explain the difference between hexes and curses to a few stubborn Snakes. It helped less when they would wander off and share facts of their crushes. It was the last time she was helping if those girls kept daydreaming while she tutored them. That or she'd demonstrate them the difference personally.

Tucking her books into her bag as she came to the entrance of Greenhouse Three, the Prefect cast a quick spell to clean her boots before entering.

As she did, Beverly went to her usual seat, eyeing the carts covered in white sheets. What was Truebridge hiding under there? Were they going to work with something poisonous? Hopefully it was extracting rather than just watering. Beverly didn't mind getting a bit of dirt on her hands.