Once the balls were released, Cutty went crazy. Like his mind reverted back to that of some primitive caveman's on the hunt of some horned and hooved animal...but not a chort. Or maybe in his mind it was a chort. And he was aiming to be rich off of it's venom and other potions-friendly parts. "Ligatenous!" He casted at the green ball flying low and capturing it for Slytherin.