After lunch, Vizet and Luna came to the Mystic Corridor, where Fred and George happened to be as well.
Fred and George were squatting with their backsides sticking out, leaning forward and swaying from time to time.
In front of them was a flowerpot containing a Mandrake.
Compared to the Mandrakes in the Greenhouse, this one was astonishingly huge. The leaves protruding from the soil alone were as long as a forearm.
Vizet had received this Mandrake from Professor Sprout two years ago.
At the time, Gilderoy Lockhart had still been the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. He had claimed that "no one understands Mandrakes better than I do," only to be knocked unconscious by this Mandrake's cries.
Later, Professor Sprout confirmed that only Vizet could cultivate this Mandrake, so it had been brought by Vizet to the Mystic Corridor.
Constantly nourished by Ancient Magic Power, this Mandrake displayed astonishing Life Force, growing to its current size.
Like a bard, Fred cried out with dramatic rises and falls in his voice, "Oh! Lovely little Mandrake! Look at those charming leaves of yours!"
George's voice was just as emotional. "Do you remember? We once fought side by side! With that beautiful voice of yours, you defeated the evil Gilderoy Lockhart!"
Fred raised a hand and gently stroked a Mandrake leaf. "Since we're comrades who defeated Gilderoy Lockhart together..."
George made the same gesture, his tone turning eager. "Could you help us out with a little favor?"
Vizet and Luna stepped closer and discovered that Neville and Hanna were also in the Mystic Corridor.
Neville was intently sorting seeds, while Hanna held her Wand and cast some kind of spell on the seeds before her.
"Neville, Hanna, do you know..." Vizet looked at Neville and asked, "what Fred and George are