Pips struggled under the weight of the plant. It was still a bit to heavy for him, but they needed to get a move on it. He slowly led the other elvsies past the Ravenclaw table and to the one dressed in pretty green. "Elvsies is going to Headmistress with Red Hair," he told no one in particular. He just thought the studentsies might want to know. "Don't mind elvsies. We is just passing by."

Just then, a big pink petal floated down onto the top of Pips' head. NO. The scary petal had taken refuge on his head! "NO! Pips does not want petal on his head! Pips tells petal to go away, he does!" He let go of the pot, leaving the struggle to the other elvsies, and unceremoniously brushed the petal off his head and into someone's face. Oops.

"Pips is very sorry, he is," he said again, to no one in particular. "Elvsies is ironing their ears for punishment. Pips will punish himself most badly, he will."