Once Alice was done making sure that her pot and flower were okay she focused her attention to the rest of the chaos going on throughout the class.

Fletcher had apparently taken cover under the table, and if her eyes weren't mistaking her it sure looked like he was blow drying his hair with his wand. Hey...Alice wasn't one to judge.

Alice then shifted her attention to a girl who had just forcefully placed a pot on the top of the one kids head...what in the world was going on there?

Deciding that she should be safe rather than sorry Alice whispered, "Protego," creating a little shield around her plant. She didn't care too much if she got hit with soil, water, or whatever else could possibly be thrown at her, but she could at least try to protect her defenseless plant.