"Same goes for me, I'm a herbologist and a florist." Though Daff did grow magical plants, she didn't do much with them. It was the potioneers and the other careers that needed what she grew who did the more spectacular things with them. "Oh I don't fly, I leave that up to the professionals." After confessing that story to Mr. Grimstone, Daffy was still unsure as to whether or not she would ever sit on a broom again, but that was neither here nor there at this point in time.

Fortunately Mr. Hillicker seemed amenable to her offer and Daff clapped delightedly. "Daffodil Potts, pleasure to meet you Mr. Hillicker!" She took his hand and gave him an enthusiastic shake. "My family runs the local florist, this is our show." She used the hand she'd just shaken his with to gesture at the displays. "Would you mind terribly collecting some information from you so we can get that transaction settled?" She could hardly contain the excitement at the thought of being able to visit an actual magical tree farm!