"Francesco!" After poiting his wand at the banana in his hand and turning it to mush, Toby momentarily peeked back up over the edge of his desk. Aiming more or less in the direction of Hooksteed, he quickly cast "Depulso!" and sent it flying in his general direction.

He ducked down again, muttering "Scourgify," to clean off his hand once more. Gross.

Oh good, so... the notes had worked. HOPEFULLY Hook wouldn't catch one though, because that... that would be awkward. Best start thinking of a fake name right now, just in case.

That first year, Thornton, was very obviously gesturing to Toby that he didn't agree with the plan, having been one of the recipients of the airplanes. All Tobias could really do was gesture back just as frantically that he should come over HERE so that they could explain why it was necessary.

Meanwhile, Toby looked around at those who'd come over (CB, Grayson, and Maddie) and made an odd sort of grimace that could pass as a smile.

"I can think of two ways of doing this," he said to them in a low as voice as he could get without being inaudible over the chaos as the classroom. "We either trick him in there somehow or..." heh "... a few of us just... just pelt him with food until he backs up into the boo-... the cupboard. That should be enough of a distraction for anyone to run. And... maybe get the Healer. Or Romanos."

And... Toby felt like he'd be one of those to charge Hooksteed. It was only fair.

"Maybe we can get that... Peter kid on side. To help us trick him in there? Unless we just...................... push him in."