Frustratingly, Garreth was having no luck at all getting the puffskein to release its deathgrip on the girl (Julia), and was greatly relieved when Mr. Kitridge came to her aid. He would have more success for sure! It looked like most of the creatures had been captured, and things were starting to calm down again. Maybe the rest of the year could be a nice, normal school year at Hogwarts? Somehow, Garreth had his doubts. Eh, maybe the most important thing for now was to focus on the problem at hand. There was still the matter of that one Pygmy Puff that ended up in the vase by the far wall! Pocketing his wand again, Garreth hurried, eager to impress Mr. Kitridge, and stuck his arm into the vase, attempting to fish out the puff. Once he'd gotten a firm hold of it, he stepped quickly across the common room towards the head of house and presented the final puff. "I think that's all of them, sir."

Suddenly remembering the puff he'd launched toward Jace, he shot a glance over towards the other boy and down at his puff crate. "You got it, right?" he asked, bending forward to try to spot the squirming critters. This kid was pretty quick and obviously very capable of thinking on his feet. There were few things in the world that Garreth respected more than a sharp mind.

"You were pretty good back there." he smiled at Jace and extended a hand towards him. "I'm Garreth." he introduced himself warmly. He'd been doing a lot of that lately, and was getting better at it. At least, he thought so.