"Incendio!"

There. That was the last one. That should do it. Sparky managed to stay aloft in the air, flapping his wings one last time which boosted him through the fifteenth and final hoop. It was almost like he KNEW that was the last one, too, because he seemed to immediately give up on flying any more.

"Good job, Spar-... oops." The dragon was heading very quickly towards the floor and it didn't look like it was going to be a graceful landing, but Sparky seemed too tired to care. Soooooooo, Toby stepped in. "Wingardium Leviosa!" he cast, swishing and flicking his wand and 'catching' the dragon in midair. He grinned and tried the praise again. "Good job, Sparky. You can rest now. You did GREAT though, I'm SO PROUD!"

Toby gave a dramatic sniff and wiped a non-existent tear away from the corner of his eye, walking over to the tank and bringing Sparky with him. But... was this goodbye? ... But... but he wanted to borrow him. Thompson would surely NOTICE if he was one creature down though, would definitely realise one was in Toby's pocket if he had to go see him at the end of class too. Huh. Dilemma.

The Hufflepuff reached out and rubbed Sparky's neck again. The tired little dragon breathed flames for him one last time, and Toby smiled at him. "You just relax now, yeah. Good boy." That was better than saying goodbye, Toby decided, as he lowered the dragon into the tank.

Toby was just gonna stand here and watch them, though. 'Til class was over. They were so cuuuute. HE WANTED TEN.