Janet saw the bemused look on Willow's face and listened to her praise Janet's bravery. "Naw, Willow. It's not a matter of bravery. You put a smoking pot or an oil rag that does more smoking than burning on a long pole. Then you put that up to the hive for a short bit. It confuses the bees, and they don't fly around. You can handle them then and not worry about getting attacked. At least that's the way it works with honey bees." Janet wanted to change the subject and talk about something she knew Willow excelled in. "I can't wait to try out our new brooms. They are going to be so fast. We can work on some moves for you to use when your playing Quidditch. Everyone will be jealous when they see the talents of Willow Weasley!" How about it Ambrocinius? Want to fly with me and Willow?" Janet looked from Ambrocinius to Willow. She arched her eyebrow and grinned. "He's a quiet one at times isn't he." Then she winked at him and smiled friendly. "Oh my! We're here all ready! It didn't seem like it took long at all this year. I guess great company does the trick."