Seeing as many were heading toward greenhouse two, Beverly skipped it and headed toward the third one. Glancing around she took in the damage and gulped. Her brother would be terribly upset if he were to ever see this. He loved Herbology stuff.

Switching her mittens for dragon-hide gloves, Beverly cursed. It was FREEZING. What in Merlin's name was going on? Was it some monster winter they were getting? Mother Nature needed to sort out her priorities.

Going over to some plants that looked better than the frozen, withered ones, Beverly grabbed a pot and stared digging the first plant out. Maybe working will help warm her up.