Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket? Did that mean that what they caught with those Muggle catching mitts was going to be something that Mo could tuck away in his pocket for KEEPING? Mo pondered all the many uses of a meteorite as he fastened his bag and stuck it firmly to the floor.

But why... was he ask them to do this part? Was the floor going to drop out on them?

Mo meandered up to examine the Ravenclaw-blue protective gear that the professor had provided. It looked cumbersome and heavy, but considering what they were going to be doing... it was probably still a good idea. The Ravenclaw third year struggled into the gear, although he left the mask up for the time being.