Evelyn raised her eyebrows in amusement when she noticed that Willy was actually searching for his wand. Nice. He didn't even bring his wand to class. He proceeded to pick up a twig, substituting it for a wand.

She stood up and..

Wait...was the stick in Willy's hand moving!?

"Will---" Honestly, she should remember NOT to say those nicknames aloud. "I mean, Professor! It's a bowtruckle!" Evelyn exclaimed. Of course! She'd seen it before in the Topiary Garden.

She winced slightly when she saw it bite Willy. Eeek. That must be painful. At least, he sure wouldn't forget his wand the next time round.