Three hoops down, only twelve to go,Toby thought to himself as he watched the fire shoot from his wand and towards Sparky. Again, it felt a little brutal, but these were DRAGONS, he just had to remember. They liked the heat, and they could handle it.

"This way, Sparks," Toby called out cajolingly, making kissy noises not unlike how one might beckon a cat towards them. Sparky turned towards the next set of hoops, mostly because of the fire, but Toby liked to think it was because he totally understood what he was saying. Yep. "Goooooooooooooood dragon. Incendio!" He angled that last spell to make sure Sparky stayed on track, then again walked alongside him as he flew through the hoops.

Another hoop down, and Toby was sure he could see signs of the dragon getting tired already, which was understandable, he supposed. But still Sparky persevered. WHAT a NEAT CAN-DO ATTITUDE. Gold star for you, lil drag-drag.

"Thassit boy, you got this!" Along Toby went with him, clapping his hands and WOOPing and basically being a one-man crowd. After another hoop, it looked like Sparky was beginning to veer off again, but with another "Incendio!", Toby set him back on the right path.

Another hoop defeated! That was SIX done already, and only... uhhhh... however many left. Toby was too busy to try to count or do maths.