His eyes weren't on Professor Thompson, but Cutty was paying attention. Listening to what the Professor of Magical Creatures had been saying. His hands were busy, still scratching the downy neck of Phlegon. This gesture went from being done with both hands to being done with only the left as he reached for his wand with his right hand.

He concentrated on the spell and motioned his wand to summon a blanket not realizing he'd done it wordlessly. The soft blanket hit and then draped itself over Cutty's wand and hand. He deposited it, along with his wand into his lap and slowly, carefully swung it over the little orphan boy's back. He hugged the creature closer to his body and swaddled him more securely. Then as though he were handling a baby kitten he lifted little Phlegon into his arms.