H'mm. Would he always think that? Probably. Adi was just Cutty's type, but it made little sense to try and draw water from a chalkboard. It was beyond his alchemical ability and he had neither desire nor will. There was only ever one thing Cutty didn't accept at face value. Aditya Rehman he could take with sugar or salt and it made him no nevermind. Thus his feelings for the Hufflepuff always remained amicable. So, he blew at kiss at Aditya Rehman for lulz.

"We 'ad ter do soomthin', mate. Yer were runnin' on low magic." And Cutty enjoyed a good long duel. He twirled his silvery wand between his thumb and his forefinger playfully whilst he eyed up the Ridgeback Adi had conjured. The most eye-catching thing about it immediately drew him in, those prominent black ridges all along it's back. Cutty looked into the creatures bright yellow eyes and noted how they were neither lizardlike, nor like any feline. There was something other worldly about them. Something a ways away from the world of the muggles and indeed even from their world. He liked it. Beverly was right.

"Attack." He said to his Liondragon. The Fireball zagged, it's peculiar motion making it a bit difficult to tell where it would end up next as if a flock of birds were flying the dragon. It got into defensive posture and a puff of fire erupted from it's snout, round and mushroom cloud-like. It lit up the room in a quickish sort of flash. Cutty backed up knowing that the Ridgeback was one of the more aggressive breeds. Best put on a shield charm. "Protego."