He was aaaalmost done. Just needed to harvest the last fang. With the first fang in Hugo's right hand, he gripped the cap firmly. Then, quickly, he yanked the second fang out. And there it was. Easy as that. Nice and easy does it... And stuff. With the first fang in his right hand and the second fang in his left hand he walked up to the stool with the jar on it.
"I'm done, professor," he kindly smiled and dropped the fangs in the jar before returning to his seat.
Back at his seat, he took out his notebook, ink and quill. He dipped the quill in the black ink and started writing down everything he'd learned.
And now to wait for the next part of the lesson... Yes.