Magical horses. Much as Mo appreciated the previous CoMC professor, he was sort of in AWE of the magical horses. Like... could they train them? Ride them? Feed them? Pet them? Love them? NAME THEM? He needed to talk to the professor IMMEDIATELY, because she had a full collection: huge Abraxans, the tamer Granians and Aethonans, and emtpy stalls Mo assumed had to contain Thestrals.

He would legit like to stay here ALL day and make friends with the horses, especially because they were pretty calm and curious about visitors at the moment, but considering he was supposed to be hurrying for Potions ingredients... that would have to wait for another visit.

Mo climbed the first stall and peered inside. What should he take? Dung would be nearly impossible in his satchel, plus... he didn't want to smell like it the rest of the day. Mo just hung there until he spotted strands of Granian tail hair caught in the splinters of the door. Horse hair! Yes, that was a good ingredient. Reaching carefully into the stall, Mo plucked free the hairs before moving on to check the next stall. More hairs were caught in the door, and he freed those as well.