Based on the check-in book she had just written in, Tayla wasn't the only one who'd come to the hospital wing with injuries from the Snargaluff. She wasn't surprised of course. Those thorn-covered vines were thrashing so madly.

"She could have stunned it!" Tayla thought, still quite irritated the Slytherin girl she was partners with didn't warn her before letting go of the vines, and didn't do anything but stare at the Snargaluff afterwords.

Oh well. It was done and Tayla was in the hospital wing waiting for her turn. She couldn't remember if Snargaluff thorns were venomous, but they probably weren't, or Professor Bentley wouldn't have let them get that close.

The cut throbbed painfully. Tayla didn't dare check how deep it was. She tightened the handkerchief around her leg wound and hoped it would be her turn soon.