Ashley stood at the pink line, holding onto his broom protectively, because they had bonded. He wanted to ask if these were objects like... trees and other people, or if the professor was going to just throw stuff at them the whole time, but he already felt that would be a silly question. Still, it was hard to keep from picturing the professor sitting there lobbing rocks and pillows and cats and things out of a bag while they tried to fly around them. It was even harder to keep from laughing, but he held it inside pretty well.