Aboli just eyed Bernie. "Do you need a hankie? I have one." It was better for the environment than paper tissues. Her mother had made sure to instill in them many small ways to help the environment, and Aboli often didn't think twice about it until she saw other people NOT doing things that she did - like carrying around handkerchiefs. "That I haven't used yet." She added, in case Bernie thought she was offering her a used one. Aboli also couldn't remember Bernie EVER SNEEZING IN HERBO, but whatever. She wasn't going to argue with a Gryffindor because it was pointless.

Onward, though. Aboli went to grab four flowers and returned to her spot to pull out some parchment before raising her hand. "Well, Professor, I know there's something about how the stems intertwine...and reading it certain ways. I can't remmber much. It's not a very explored realm of Divination," she sighed a bit, wishing she could remember more.