He was right? He was right!

That, of course, made Toby GRIN at the professor, because he was RIGHT. And y'know. He quickly scrawled notes down that other people were saying, adding to them or modifying them whenever the Professor chimed in. Then, when the man started on again, he looked up and... kinda stared again.

But this time he was listening too. He was prepared for the man's very nice face.

Oh, um. Fire. Yes. Tobias blinked his brain into action but still kinda... looked at the professor. When he had an answer, he raised his hand again and spoke.

"Fire needs fuel, right? Usually? And muggles sometimes use gas for fires, and bodies naturally produce gas. But I don't think the flammable stuff is what comes out of peoples' mouths." Ahem. Maybe moving on from that. "But the fire that dragons breathe could be because they can breathe out and ignite a flammable gas somehow?"

Toby was babbling, and he kind of realised it. WHAT was going ON with him?

"Also there's a few things muggles use, that I can't remember the name of, like where, say, if you put it on your hand and light it, it would be on fire and burn up and your hand wouldn't be hurt. Maybe something like that would help us breathe fire, 'cause we don't have the kind of skin that keeps us protected."

The Hufflepuff finally stopped talking and sat back a bit in his comfy comfy chair, looking hopeful and eager to please. Yes? Maybe? Good thinking?