"Your little troublemaker came to see me today, Pomona."
Sprout sent Flitwick a suprised look over her tea, "she did?"
"Yes, and you've really lit a fire in her belly! She's asked for extra instuction and additional reference materials!"
"My, but I haven't spoken of Charms since September?!"
"...was it you, Minerva?" Flitwick turned to his right, "she did stress transformative charms."
McGonagall hid a secretive smile and pointed to their resident Potion's Master, "not I."
"Severus?"
"...I merely encouraged her as I would any of my snakes."
"And she took to it?!"
A smirk, "indeed."