It is interesting to see how different cultures hide the mistreatment of kids. The Brits seem to be a bit more up front about it, but also more harsh than say, Turks, who adore children.
I am being lazy and re-reading HP2 to work on my Turkish reading, instead of continuing to slog through something by Orhan Pamuk, because I am just too tired (and I am starting to hit words like bequeath while watching my favorite family TV show of all time: My Magical Mother! (Sihirli Annem!) so it really is time to get back to some reading to keep up my Turkish.
But back to Nevile -I identified with him immediately: I was the one walking into walls in Middle School, forgetting everything, and being told to come down out of the clouds. Now I know (and we see in later books with Neville) that these are symptoms of childhood PTSD, which presents differently than with adults.
So please, for the love of God, Humanity, Children and the Human Race, or at least for the love of the planet and the potential creativity of the human race, please look out for such signs in kids and try to understand and help them rather than yelling at them. Don’t let them turn into Invisible Children, or worse.
In Solidarity with All Kind People,
Peace via Cooperation and Non-Cooperation,