Emergency plant protective services! Perhaps that was all Mo was good for as a seventh year - emergency this and that and taking NEWTs at the end of the term. Perhaps also he was good at following around first years, attempting to will them into good behavior. Whatever it was, Mo was here and willing to do his part.

Which was what, again? Following the lead of those around him, Mo knelt by the nearest untouched bed and started to carefully transfer the plants into pots. It was important to loosen up the soil and roots with his hands, opting to avoid using a trowel in case it might damage the root system. It took him a while, and he got fairly dirty, but after moving the first few plants, Mo got into a system and was quickly able to repot his entire row.

And now he had a buncha pots. Sigh.