"Of course!" Fred nodded hard, as if he were introducing their newest product.
"As long as you take our Devil's Snare home, mix your hair into the special fertilizer used to cultivate it, and then take good care of it for a while..."
"When you go out..." George lowered his voice mysteriously. "As long as you run into danger, it can turn into your most loyal personal bodyguard! It'll strike first! Bind anyone who threatens you!"
Considering how much Fred and George liked clowning around, Rita Skeeter frowned suspiciously and turned her gaze toward Neville and Hanna, who looked more reliable. "Is what they're saying true?"
"It's true..." Hanna admitted honestly. As if to prove her words, she took a small curled-up clump of Devil's Snare from her pocket.
Rita Skeeter leaned in for a closer look. This dangerous plant, capable of tying up a Troll so tightly it could not move, now looked unusually docile in Hanna's palm, as harmless as a ball of black yarn.
With the facts right in front of her, Rita Skeeter's curiosity was completely hooked. "How did you do it? How can it recognize who its master is?"
Hanna's face flushed a little, and her voice was much weaker than before. "We're actually not too sure either..."
"Vizet helped us improve the fertilizer..." Neville explained for her. "Our initial idea was to water the Devil's Snare with Polyjuice Potion, so it would grow a little closer to us."
After Neville's explanation, Rita Skeeter only became more confused.
The principles of Polyjuice Potion and Devil's Snare fertilizer?
How had those been combined?
That was quite a leap...
Fred and George turned their heads slightly and, in perfect tacit understanding, winked and made faces at Vizet.
"Vizet, this improved Devil's Snare of Hanna and Neville's will