"It could, it could," William agreed. "Right now he just has little stubs, but who knows? Maybe one day..."



"He looks like he'll be able to fly just fine from what I can tell..." The dragon had already flapped his wings several times. "But you're right, he looks like a muscly little man." Er, dragon.



"That's right, green scales and a brilliant blue flame." Willy nodded at the little Claw. "And thanks for the name suggestions!" He was gonna... project those on the wall later. Yep.



Hmm. "I like that name suggestion," he nodded to G. "And yeah, we'll see how his horns turn out." Or horN.



"Good guess!" Though right now, his baby had Romaniany scales.



"I like that name too," Williamson mentioned softly, refilling his baby's bottle yet again. "And I'm definitely expecting some hot fire from this one too!"



Merlin's beard, was this a Gryffindor or a Ravenclaw genius talking??! "Er, yes? Your guess is as good as mine," he mused. "I'm sure he will be able to fly though." And yep, he was green in color. Healthy wittle gween baby!



Jeffrey. Heh. William chuckled at that suggestion. "I think he'll have long horns too. Look, he already has little stubs growing!" Well, they probably couldn't see it from there, but they would later. "I think he'll be medium or on the small side, yep! Great guesses! I'm expecting super hot blue fire from him too!"



"He'll definitely have at least ONE horn AND the ability to produce fire." As all dragons did.



"Excellent reasoning," William nodded. Great answer there.



"Yes, it definitely could. Unfortunately, we don't know much more about the parents other than what breed they were.... but yeah, good guesses!"



"Yep, I agree! Great guess!" Williamson smiled at the Slytherin.



"Mhmm," Wily nodded in agreement.



Oh no, more pictures. Willy swallowed his anxiety but shrugged. "I uh, I think he'll have to stay in the forest while he grows...er.... but one day, he'll probably want to fly home." To Portugal. Or Sweden. Or Romania.

Sniffle. But not today, no, not today.



Gary. Gary Rush. Right. William would do his best to remember that one. "Thanks for taking pictures," he mentioned quietly. "Be sure to send me a copy." Or ten. He nodded at the boy's good guess too.



"Actually I think it will have a long snout, as per its name," he hinted with a wink. "But yep, you've got the green skin part right."



"Does this dragon have silvery-blue scales though?" William countered the Ravenclaw. "Nice guess though." He HOPED it would have pretty gold horns.



"Yeah that's my guess," he nodded toward the youngun Claw.



Williamson let out a short laugh at that guess. "Monster is such a harsh word, kid... but yeah he's a fire breathing baby all right."



"I agree entirely!" he beamed at the Gryffindor, totally unaware of how the boy thought he was craycray.



"Blaze... nice name! And good guess!"



"Twenty to forty feet, right! Excellent!"



"Romero is nice," Williamson put that one into his memory bank, smiling at her guess. Of course he had wings, yes yes.



"Yep! Probably!"



William wanted some of this guy's photos too. Did these kids all work for the yearbook or something? Or did they just happen to have cameras on them at all times?

"Yes, like most animals, you can tell a dragon's gender almost immediately upon birth so long as you are familiar with dragons." Rubeus Hagrid, for one, hadn't been familiar with dragons beyond the textbook. "And your guesses sound about right to me!" He didn't like the Chrystowhatever name, but he did nod at the suggestions anyway.



Thawhat? William blinked at Oakey. Was something wrong with the boy's tongue?



"Thanks for the guesses and suggestion, Ella!" See, he knew her name!



"I think this will be a powerful little guy too," Williamson agreed with Alyssa.



"Rrrrrico!" he repeated Issy. "Yeah, nice one, Isa-- er, Professor Magnus!"



"Excellent guess! He SHOULD have those features!"



What was with this girl, clinging to Cece's robes? He eyed the child but nodded to her guesses. WHUTEVER.