He had to admit, he was very impressed with the Ashwinder's ability to avoid all dead ends and make it through nearly the entire maze. It had him momentarily wondering if this particular one had gotten lucky, or if they were a creature that had a higher IQ as a whole. He briefly considered asking Professor Paszek, but he figured it was also a question he could follow up on later. Especially considering his ashwinder was stopping and appeared to be ready to lay her eggs.

Watching it turn to ash as it laid it's eggs... it felt rather sad to him. He watched the spot, also eying the vine nest warily before pointing his wand at the each egg. "Glacius!" Once that portion of the task was complete, he tentatively scooted closer to the vine nest in order to grab the eggs to put them in his jar.