Every time Patrick went to raise his hand to answer another person would say his answer. It was like question hell for him. He wanted to answer but each time he thought he had come up with a viable answer gone again. He was just about to raise his hand when he heard someone mention they were similar to their headmaster. A snicker wanted to escape his lips but he reigned it in... for now.

Grabbing his pen and paper he began writing down the answers that people had given with a loose drawing of the plant. He tallied each time a student answered the same answer. He glanced up at the professor afraid he would think he was not paying attention but why would he continue to add what others had already added?

But then a young Hufflepuff caught his attention (callum). He took in the kids deep breaths and noticed his robes were all sorts of cattywampus. But he didn’t want to draw any more attention to the poor boy than he was sure he had already done himself by being late.