With his dragon now a sufficient size, Cutty approached it along it's side. The creature was nuzzling into his side getting at a scratch when it felt the boy mount it. Having a similar temperament to the it's creator, the Chinese Fireball sped forth into the skies headed for oblivion. Cutty skooted forward onto the head and gripped the head with his feet and hands, steering the beast back down.

He needed a vine. Something he could conjure into a vine to Transfigure and use to better control the beast, but no such thing was available. Improvisation it was! Gripping tightly to the creatures many decorative attributes, Cutty gradually brought it down and with his wand in his hand, he made for one of the hoops.