Silence. Lots of silence, that's all Toby heard, though he was trying hard to not actually hear anything at all, so that might have had something to do with it. Still he remained under the desk, though he'd already picked everything up.

....................... wait, what?

A confused frown creased Toby's brow as he heard the professor's words, and at last he emerged from under the desk. He looked between the professor and Cinna. It... was staged? Not real? Made up? ... A trick?

Toby... didn't say anything. He just blinked at stared at Professor Cassie for a moment, before he processed the fact that she'd said they could go, at which point he began shoving all his stuff unceremoniously into his bag. Time to go. Yes. He could do that.

No homework was a bonus; Toby already had enough to deal with with his NEWT studying and other homework. But he decided not to take a brownie, and instead offered the professor a wave goodbye, his face impassive as he disappeared down the ladder through the trap door.

He. Was. Exhausted.