Toby was totally on the ball today, offering INTERESTING COMPARISONS, no less. Thinking a little outside the box and all that.

As the box reached him, Toby took out one of those little bottles and, as Thompson had instructed, poured a little of it into the jar. He watched the fairies inside as he did so, and rolled the bottle in between his fingers. Food, right? He'd just fed them? Possibly?

Wait... class was over? Already? Toby blinked and finally tore his gaze away from the jar, staring around and the other students who were already heading off. Apparently so then. And they got to keep hold of the fairies. Aw yeaaahhhh.

The Hufflepuff shouldered his bag and stood, slipping that bottle into his pocket. With his face still pressed up against the jar, Toby started back out of the grove, just about remembering to pause and glance around at Thompson very briefly.

"Byyyyye," he said distractedly to the professor, apparently still very much captivated by his four fairies. Still with the jar held up to his face, Toby made his exit.