Nope, nope.

Ever since Professor Moxley had shown that picture of that old man, Wylie had zone out. How could he not?

He was staring at a man, who was the oldest mad he had ever seen in his whole entire life, he was sure. And not only that, but that very old man had one of THE grossest beards he had ever laid eyes on. What the Merlin?

How was he supposed to pay attention to anything NOW? With thoughts about all the gross and old food that got stuck in that beard. What about all the OTHER things that could get stuck in it? Like BUGS. And TRASH. And PEOPLE! The image of a person, getting sucked right into that thing on that guy's face was vivid and he couldn't help but shiver in his seat.

Gross. Gross. GROSS.

As for the question he barely heard? "It made it easier to tell a person with a gross beard that they have a gross beard without them knowing who it is telling them that their beard is gross!"