That was.. actually a lot to take in, and Vanora couldn't help but stare, wide eyed at Minerva.

Had she told anyone about her time in the hot spring? Of course, she could understand completely if the girl didn't, because truthfully, if something terrible hadn't happened to her creatures, she would have had a very, VERY hard time believing that story. Even if they were in Hogwarts. The place where an animal eating plant could be considered normal. But, the last thing she wanted to think about was any animal or creature being eaten, by a plant no less, and when they topic of her jobberknoll came up, her features softened and she smiled sadly. "I don't know, really. The jobberknoll were all left behind." As in, she had seen them. All laying on the barn floor. Dead. Unlike Sebastian's animals.

At least the groundskeeper seemed to be thinking along the same lines as she was, and the two girls looked more than willing to head into the forest to help.

Vanora pulled out her wand, tip already lit to let everyone know she was also ready. "Plants really aren't my thing." Unless her thing was grass, and the only reason she knew anything about that was because most of the animals she looked after ate it. "We should have pitchforks."

Not treats.