By the latter half of the lesson, loose fur had gathered across the grass, and several of the Kneazles appeared noticeably more relaxed than before. Others still prowled cautiously around the edges of the paddock, seemingly undecided about the class as a whole.

"Excellent techniques Mr. Grunt and Miss Bay." Their previous experience with their pets have shown easily. And the name Coffee? Refreshing. Professor Menon began gathering the brushes and combs back into an old wooden crate while several Kneazles lazily occupied the cushions or baskets nearby. One particular knitten climbed onto and perched on his shoulder despite his attempts to relocate it. "Fine.. you can stay there." "Most creature work comes down to patience," he said after a moment. "Kneazles are almost always smarter than people give them credit for." Then adding as he checked the time.

"Well, we're nearing the end of the lesson. Finish up your grooming before collecting your belongings..." His eyes looking towards the fence. "And line up so I can check that no knittens have decided to tag along for a ride." No adoptions here today, unfortunately, Ministry rules and all. "Once you're all set, take care. The only homework is mastering the spell on your own time before the next lesson if you haven't already. Class is dismissed!"