Not a minute ago he had been extremely sleepy, had actually been drooling a bit on the surface of his table, but in the space of a mere sixty seconds he had successfully caught himself on fire, gotten splashed with cold water and also invented a spell!

"My spell!"

He turned towards the burning wall, uncaring of the fact that the back of his robes were singed and he was probably showing patches of pale skin to his classmates as he stared in awe at his creation, "Professor!" he called to the old man, "Take a picture!" He turned, grinned and raised his hand in the iconic muggle peace sign as if posing with the burning wall.