As Jory completed his three clockwise circle around the tree, he felt...something. It was hard to explain but it seemed to be coming from the tree. It felt like... a positive feeling? Something like that. "I suppose this means I can have a piece of your bark, then, Mr. Tree?'' he asked.

Jory dropped to his knees to get to the ground where the tree stood. He carefully cleared away some of the dirt, making a hole large enough so he could make his offering. From his pocket, the Puffer retrieved a piece of bread he had gotten from the Hufflepuff table earlier and placed it into the hole. There. He had made his offering.