No actual BAM but slow expansion. Ella nodded in understanding, letting Professor Airey know that she could let go of any previous thoughts about there being this bomb-like explosion. All set, Airey-face.

As for the little bee boy Ella had met at the hives, the eighteen year old looked in his direction and furrowed her brow. She understood the poor kid's feelings about his hair, which was gray. Like...O__O What was with the gray hairs? The blonde knew she was getting some from stress given NEWTs and Head Girling and such but him? That kid was a tiner! Strange...really strange. Him yelling about it and being all huffy didn't change the fact he lost his hat, though. You didn't behave like that, not in any class. It just wasn't a thing and the blonde had a feeling Airey was going to boot the kid out if he didn't get his act together. "Excuse me, show Professor Airey some respect. You throwing a temper tantrum isn't going to get your hat back any quicker, y'know." Merlin, KIDS THESE DAYS. No manners! Didn't he see he was only hurting himself by behaving like a little lion cub?

ANYWAY.

Ella's head was throbbing now as if speaking to that loud gryffindor ickle had drained her of all her energy. She squirmed a bit in her seat and wore a pained expression, listening to her classmates. Inflation. Okay. "I think it was getting cooler during this 'Inflation' period as well, Professor." Just so he didn't think she wasn't paying attention.