Ian smiled at the professor. Thank you, ma'am. He went over and pulled another seed for the blackthorn out and headed back to his space. He made sure the hole he had poked into the soil was still there and placed the seed carefully inside it before covering it with some of the soil.

He took out his wand and placed it in the mouth of the pot to avoid spillage were he to fail at stopping his water spell. He intoned the word Aquamenti and very shortly after Finite! to cut off the water supply.

He listened and looked around some before continuing. He watched as other, more careful and successful students named their trees while hugging them. He hoped he'd have as much luck.