Mo was most definitely lost in his own thoughts about dragons. Being one, flying one, owning one, tending one, photographing one. Dragons. That was how to distract this particular Ravenclaw. He tried to listen to his classmates, but his thoughts had wings and a fiery breath and he was distracted.

He caught the last question, though, and Mo's brow furrowed as he considered the question. "Professor, I think it has to do with illusion. We can create fire, and our friends and enemies know that, so when we create the illusion of fire... it's just as powerful without having the same destructive force."