Okay, so Brian had thought that maybe, the Wizarding World had mostly simmered down since he got here. Or at least it had to him. Nothing really surprised him anymore, about the strangeness of the magical community, but this? He did not sign up for a lesson in theatrics. And since he was really no authority on why magical plants did what they did - even if he was very sure roses were mundane - he shrugged. He'd wait for the answer given.

For now, he'd just sit in somewhat uncharacteristic silence. And sip his tea. Because he understood exactly zero of what was going on.