Now this was going to be the fun part of this whole lesson. And probably the hardest part of the lesson as well. She listened to professor Thompson's instructions. Get a blanket. Hehe snuggle time with the griffin though, now she was wondering how snuggling would even be possible. The little griffin was very sqirmy, Maybe the blanket comforted them. She was sitting indian style she placed Jean between her legs, then summoned the blanket.

"Accio blanket." Holding out her other hand and catching the blanket as it zoomed by. "Here you go, Miss Jean." She patted the top of her head. What a good little griffin she was. Except she was still nibbling on her jeans. "Okay, Okay. I know you're hungry." Honestly she was getting hungry herself. How was the jeans, Jean? wrapping Jean up in the blanket she held the griffin before she going to go get the bottle.

Okay, it was decided. Cadfael was one of the cutest animals ever… not that she would ever tell Duchess or Chestnut that… or even little Boom and Ana; Adi’s fairies. But really… Cadfael was just adorable; and what a name for …. Checkcheck … him too. In Welsh, Cadfael meant Prince, or so she believed. She was sure that was right, she would ask her Tad in her next letter home just to make sure she wasn’t insulting her gorgeous Griffin.

HER griffin. Yup, she hoped Professor Thompson didn’t expect her to ignore the Griffins now that she knew they were here. Hehe.

Okay. She continued to stroke the soft, growing feathers on Cadfael’s head, smiling as they reminded her of the griffin feather decorations on her own wand. What a coincidence hehe. See, her and Cadfael were meant to be.

Blanket. She could do that. Accio. Accio… She listened to Professor Thompson say it, and then repeated it a few times, trying to get the pronunciation right. ”Ach-io. Ak-kio. Ack-kio.” Frowny face, as she couldn’t get the right collaboration of syllables to sound like the others in class. OH! ”Accio.” She said, copying one of the older girls next to her.

”Accio. Accio.” She said, pointing her wand at the pile. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. ”Accio.” Guh! In a huff with herself and her magic, she held Cadfael close to her as she shuffled backwards the five or so feet to the pile of blankets. Luckily, she was close enough to them to be able to grab one by streeeeeeetching…. but she really wished her magic was stronger and she could do more charmed already.

Sigh.

At least Cadfael was warm now.

Now came the tricky part. Professor Thompson sure was right about that. Lux didn't think she could do it nearly as smoothly as him, but then he was a professional and worked with animals for a living.

"Okay, here goes!" While still keeping a firm hold on Georgina in her blanket, Lux did some juggling to where she could safely light a fire and not potentially hurt herself or the baby Griffin. "Just a little longer." So PLEASE don't escape because it might be hard to get her back in her blanket and feed her before everything got cold.

Pointing her wand inside the bottle Lux said, "Incendio!" The meat melted which meant that Georgina could actually consume it. Immediately after she said, "Aguamenti!" in order to keep it in liquid form.

The little Griffin's eyes were glued to the bottle and that made Lux laugh. Someone was clearly hungry and it wasn't her for once.

Zander was actually growing quite fond of his baby griffin. To be quite honest, taking care of baby griffins wasn't really what he had in mind for the day... But these little guys weren't all that bad. Actually, he was kinda disappointed that they only got to take care of one 'cause Zander could TOTALLY handle two. This guy was so well behaved and such a good--OOF. Again with the nibbling.

Sweet. Merlin.

Zander scooped the little guy into his arms, to hopefully stop the whole nibbling thing. Especially since they were being more instructions and these ones sounded kinda crucial to the rest of the lesson. Ahem. Okay, first task sounded easy enough. Blanket. He could totally do that. Granted... He hadn't ever tried an accio before, but Kevin got it in his second year so it couldn't be all that bad, right?

"Accio blanket!" The Gryffindor mimicked the same wand movement as his Professor had done earlier, holding his hand out to catch the blanket when it flew over. Except... It didn't. "Accio blanket!!" He tried again. This time there was a glimmer of hope as a blanket lifted up into the air and flew straight towards... Benny?

GAH. Zander had half a mind to just go ahead and grab a blanket himself, but no. He was going to get this two work. Plus there was some sort of magic associated with the number three, right? "ACCIO BLANKET!" And HA blanket!! Except... He may have startled the baby griffin in the whole process...

Oops?

Zander was quick to apologize, well, not that the griffin could understand... But he still apologized in whispers and gentle touches. Letting the griffin go as it was struggling a bit... Sigh. Still he sat with his arms held out, trying to be as peaceful-looking as he could. Honestly, Zander didn't think the griffin would come back, but it DID. And man, Zander sure was grateful. Ahem. He waited for the griffin to do more nibbling or whatever, and this time Zander wouldn't even complain, before wrapping the baby up into the blanket. There. Done. Merlin.

Getting the blanket around the Griffin was the easy part. This raw meat, though? Thanks, but no thanks. If only it was that easy. Kate didn't have a choice about participating in classes or not. So as disgusting as it was, she would have to deal with the raw meat.

She collected a baby bottle then aimed her wand toward it. "Scourgify!" she said, and just for good measure, she decided to clean it again...and again. "Scourgify! Scourgify!" Okay, now the bottle should be clean, although it wouldn't be too clean after she put the disgusting raw meat into it.

Kate sighed to herself as she eyed the raw meat. Alright. Now or never.

Apparently that was enough snuggling with the griffin. Poor little baby griffin. Jean had enough snuggling she supposed. Cinna moved Jean off of her lap. She let Jean roam around with the blanket draped over her. How cute. Now she could go get the bottle and the raw meat. She got the bottle and meat. Heading back to the spot she was at with Jean. She gave her wand a wave "Scourgify!" Hmmmmm maybe she better try that again. "Scourgify!" There that looked much better.


She went back to got Jean to come back to her which was harder than she though it was going to be. She finally got Jean back in her arms. Holding onto Jean in her blanket the griffin still wiggling around. She opened up the bottle. "See look its food. I'm going to feed you, in a minute." She placed the raw meat into the bottle. She held onto Jean a little tighter so she wouldn't lose her. Now she just had to make it where Jean could eat it. Just like human babies Griffin babies couldn't eat solid food just yet.

Unlike some of her fellow classmates Hady had a different idea on just how she was going to do this. With the bottle of meat in her hand and Charlie still wrapped up in his blanket she made her way to an empty spot and sat back down. Setting the bundle of sweet baby griffin down on her lap she lifted her knees just a little to cradle him there, sorta holding him in place so her hands were free.

Using her wand she cast a quick "Incendio" at the meat inside the bottle. Keeping a close on eye on it until it was a nice smooth liquid form and then quickly added water to it using "Aquamenti". When it was nearly full to the top of the bottle she cancelled the spell and replaced her wand to it's holster. Placing the lid back on the bottle she gave it a few small shakes to make sure it was okay for her griffin to drink/eat from. It looked okay to her so far.

All the while she had been doing this she was gently rocking herself from side to side in a very calming soothing motion and humming some old random tune under her breath when she hadn't been casting a charm. As weird as she may have looked it was working for Charlie wasn't struggling to get away from her like she saw was happening to others around her.

Pointing her wand inside the bottle,"Incendio!" She waited for the meat to melt down, once it was all melted down she added water with "Aguamenti!" When the bottle was full she stopped adding the water. Shaking the bottle to get everything mixed up good. Again there wasn't much difference in taking care of a human baby and a animal baby. Not much at all. Now with a wiggling and squirming griffin in her arms she some how hold the griffin and feed her at the same time.

She felt that she had her hand on Jean tight enough that if she would show Jean the bottle of food that to would calm her down enough to get her to start eating on the bottle. She rocked Jean in her arms and held the bottle to its beek. "Come on Jean, you gotta eat." The Griffin had been so eager to eat not too long ago. The bottle was still warm so she knew that wasn't the problem. "What's wrong? Are you not hungry now?" That was nonsense. The Gryffindor sat up straight. Now Was that better little miss Jean? She put the bottle back up to the beek and the Griffin started eating.

Look at the she was feeding the little griffin and her was eating. Yay her! Yay Jean! She was way too excited, she should probably calm down before she scared the griffin. Not that she was really going nuts with excitement right now.

Once Vaska was nicely wrapped up, it was time to clean the bottle before feeding the baby griffin. Vaska was tucked in Zhenya's arm, so only her dominant hand was free. She had decided to keep hold of Vaska rather than let her go and risk her running off or not wanting the blanket on her again. Plus, the poor things mother had died, and she was all alone. Well, plus all the other griffins around. "I hope you're hungry," she said to her griffin, reaching to get a bottle. The bottle didn't look too dirty, but of course babies could only drink out of bottles that had been cleaned, even if they looked clean. So, griffins were probably the same. Something about their immune system not being mature enough to handle any of the germs they introduced to their gut. Poor orphaned Vaska, Zhenya certainly didn't want her to have an upset tummy.

It was quite difficult, with only one arm, but Zhenya put the baby bottle into the other hand, just to hold, whilst she cleaned it. She picked up her wand and pointed it at the bottle. "Scourgify," she said, twirling her wand into the S shape. She nodded. That was good, nice and clean.

With her eyes partly closed, Kate lifted the lid of the bottle then plunged the bottle into the raw meat. She began scooping the Griffin's meal into the bottle. This was the most disgusting looking meal she'd ever seen. She knew people cooked raw meat and then ate it after it was cooked, but it was just the thought of eating it raw that got to her.

When she'd scooped up enough raw meat, Kate retrieved her wand then flicked it toward the meat. "Incendio!" she said. She kept a careful eye on the raw meat as it began to melt. When she was satisfied with how much it had melted, she ended that spell and began a new one. "Aguamenti!" she added, giving the meat a bit more liquid.

The meal, if you could even call it that, was now ready for the Griffin. Dinner time!

Sorry, but what were they doing with that dead animal box? Melting down the meat in a bottle? Melting... meat? Dot pulled a grossed out face and considered whether or not she was going to make a real effort to complete her tasks with 100% effort or with 3% effort.

And then her friend Lorenzo nipped at her fingers again, and she decided it was a 100% day. He was hungry, and she was the chosen one. "Okay, sir, you can have food today, but remember it in a few years when I need rides to Paris." They were partners in crime now.

First things first. "Accio blanket," she grabbed the blanket out of the air and tried to tuck the ends around her baby griffin. Like... why was he so wiggly? Even Bubba wasn't this wiggly, but then... Lorenzo had two more legs AND wings. "Hold still, sir!"

Right, well with the bottle clean there was nothing more to do besides scoop some of the...erm... delicious food into it for Vaska. Carefully, carefully, seeing as she still had Vaska under her arm, she manoeuvred it just right so that she could scoop some of the carcass, with her free arm, into the bottle. It was done, and now she had to prepare the food for Vaska's liking. Mmm...

With her free arm, she picked up her wand once again and pointed it to the opening of the bottle, where the delicious carcass was. "Incendio," she said, a wave of her wrist up and down in the shape of a flame, and a small and controlled fire came out of the tip of her wand. She held it there for a few moments until the carcass had melted enough. But now, as Professor Thompson had explained, it was a bit too thick. She needed to add a bit of water. Plus, the meat was surely too hot for the baby griffin. "Aguamenti," she said, pointing her wand to the opening of the bottle, where the small stream of water was aimed.

Check... for a stub? Sophie heard Javy explain that to a Gryffindor boy, and the prefect snorted with laughter. Nice choice of words there, Javy. A stub. Please.

...But what WAS hers? She hadn't even checked - so she did so, and a girl Griffin baby had chosen her. "Cuuuuute. I'm gonna name you..." Hmmm, what was a fitting name? "Genevieve, I think, 'cause you're cute but feisty and you'd probably kill someone in a heartbeat if you had to." Genevieve was still nipping at Soph's fingers, so she was grateful when Javy gave them instructions to move on.

Not that it hurt THAT badly... because it didn't. She just wanted it to stop and love her instead, okay?

Directing her wand over toward the pile of blankets, Sophie cast, "Accio blanket!" A blanket flew her way and just about knocked her in the head, but she managed to catch the bulk of it with one hand. Yeah, great idea with that one, Javy. Merlin. She went ahead to gently swaddle the griffin with the blanket, just like she imagined she would with a baby, and gave Genevieve cuddles while she wiggled around in her arms.

"Don't resist my love," she lightly scolded, offering more nuzzles to the creature as it nipped at her hair. So resisting, this one.

Eden pulled the griffin close to her chest and held him like a proper baby. "Really, it's food time, Hector. So stay still, little guy." She said in soft tones, because he was readily struggling...but like, also properly curious in the bottle, too. Eden was sure he could smell the meat.

So she just held him snugly, tipped the bottle into his mouth, and let the meat drop drop DRIP into the mouth, like a little feeder...for a tiny bird. Oh. Hector REALLY liked that...he was gobbling it ALL right now...Eden was smiling as she fed him, too.

Wow.

She couldn't get over how cool this was...how...good she felt while doing this. His eyes were beginning to blink, slowly, as she kept dripping the liquid-y meat into his beak..and soon...his eyes were completely closed. Eden set the bottle down and just rocked him a bit, holding him close.

Why did she feel protective?! she felt PROTECTIVE. HER HECTOR.

Wrapping the griffin more securly in the blanket against the fidgeting and squacking of the creature, Ben was ready to chance moving on. He used the summoning spell once more to grab a bottle and some meat since it didn't seem like he should chance moving once he got his charge under control...for now. "Scourgify," he cast on the bottle to make sure of its cleanliness, nearly jostled as the griffin shifts around on his lap.

"Easy fella..." he tried to calm, giving it a few scratches. "Trying to get you fed." After a few minutes Hiccup seemed to catch on, either from his words or the fact he smelled the food and put two and two together. Benny momentarily let go of the griffin to relax peacefully on him so he could work with both hands. First things first...adding the meat into the bottle. It took some effort given it was tough as the professor had warned and because the neck of the bottle was only so big, but eventually it was in.

And now the even trickier part...getting it to the right consistency.

Genevieve did not want to love Sophie back, even though the griffin had CHOSEN her. It was very discouraging, really, and she didn't know how to be more lovable. But... maybe this grifin just had a short attention span, or wasn't naturally affectionate or didn't like humans. Or... well, it was a baby, right? So maybe... thinking about why babies could be restless... maybe the griffin was tired, or hungry. Hungry? Maybe... yes, that made sense. They HAD to be hungry, since Javy said it was feeding time.

SO THERE WAS HOPE YET.

"Don't worry, Genevieve, we'll get you some food soon. Y'just gotta hold on." Not LITERALLY hold on - Sophie was glad the griffin didn't speak human because she didn't want it digging its claws into her. But the Ravenclaw went ahead to gather up one of the empty bottles and peeked inside it curiously. It didn't look particularly dirty, buuuut... might as well be efficient with it, right? "Scourgify![/i]" she cast into the bottle, then held it up in front of her face to examine it - yeah, that was good. Alllllllll clean, then.

But now they had to... put raw meat inside? That was just a little gross, but it wasn't completely unmanageable, so Soph used her wand to levitate a little bit of carcass at a time into the opening of her bottle, bit by bit until the bottle was packed pretty well with the meat. Genevieve had a BIG APPETITE, Sophie was sure of it, so the griffin would need as much food as she could get.

Sophie had her back.

''Let's just leave it alone for now,'' Adi whispered to AJ. He was in no mood to talk about the whole situation. Especially not with Henric right there. What if he overheard anything about what the cause of the fight was? Nuh uh. Henric was better left to be a happy Puffer. Adi did sneak another look at Benny though. Yeah. He was starting to miss the Gryffindor.
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Adi EYED the mixture. Bleh. He would never want to eat THAT. But Henry might like it. Speaking of Henry... where was he? There he was! Right behind the sixth year, doing some more jumps. Man, this Griffin was full of energy! Like him. Yup, yup. Adi turned so that he was sitting the opposite way. "Come on, Henry.'' He held out his hand to coax the infant Griffin to him. Henry continued to jump around. "I've got food for you. I bet you must be hungry.'' He held up the bottle to show the mixture.

Henry's eyes fixed on the bottle and he stopped jumping to take a few steps towards Adi who snagged the blanket from the ground that had fallen off in the process of Henry bouncing around. He shook the blankie to get rid of any dirt and when Henry was close enough, he placed the plushy thing around him. "Gotcha.'' But Henry was still squirmy. The Puffer firmly but gently held the Griffin to hold the still warm bottle before its beak. That did the trick! Henry stopped squirming and opened its beak to drink the liquified meat.

Phew! At least the food did the trick of calming the feathered bundle of energy down. Even before all the food was done from the bottle Adi could see Henry's eyes starting to close. Annnnd just in time did the Griffin finish the food! Its eyes closed completely. Obviously Henry had fallen asleep. Pleasant dreams, baby Henry!

Smiling, Lux moved Georgina so that she was close to her chest and positioned in the best way for feeding. "I know you are impatient, but it isn't good to rush food or you will get a tummy ache." ...Did it even work that way for Griffins? She didn't really want to find out.

Bringing the bottle to Georgina's lips, she giggled at the eagerness she showed as she started to eat. "I told you not to rush it." But obviously Griffins didn't understand English so it was no surprise that the baby hadn't listened. Shaking her head, Lux began to hum a lullaby. Babies liked lullabies and they liked to be rocked. That part would have to wait until after the feeding though because it was good to do when the baby was going to sleep. She had been reading about babies in preparation of becoming an aunt because she wanted to do the best job possible.

After a little while it seemed that Georgina's eyelids were getting heavy. Yep, she was falling asleep. Carefully Lux put the bottle down so as not to wake her since that would be mean. Gently she began to rock Georgina while continuing to hum the lullaby. This lesson was so cool and she wanted to keep looking after baby animals. Could they do this more often please??

Norah hugged the swaddled griffin to her chest and gave it a squish. Not too tight, though, 'cause a baby grififn wouldn't be as fun if it was broken in half or something. How could she even THINK of such a horrible thing? She used one finger to pet its face and beamed down at the little dude as he tried to nip her finger. "You hungry, Georgie?" That's right. Georgie. The name was PERFECT, just like the itty bitty baby.

She shifted the griffin so it rested in the crook of her arm, and held her wand in one hand, and the bottle of raw meat in the other. Heh. A bottle of raw meat. That was just strange to think about. Pointing the wand at the meat on the inside, the fourth year cast "incendio!" and waited until the bottle grew warm in her hands before ending the spell. Alrighty. Now she had to...melt the meat? Liquify the meat? Whatever it was, Norah wasn't entirely sure how it was supposed to work, but Professor Thompson had said 'aguamenti' so it was worth a shot, no? Professors knew best, after all. "Aguamenti," she cast, still aiming at the now-warm meat in the bottle. Huh. It WORKED. She eyed the meat juice as it sloshed around in the bottle, before turning her attention back to little Georgie. "See what I do for you?" Meat juice. Honestly.

Henric grinned at Adi,"Yeah well Casper can be friendly too,right Casper...you're not going to scar-..ouch!"he yelped when his griffin pecked him on his hand."Man...Casper....that hurt..."he whimpered."You're friendly..but an impatient one,aren't you...I know you're hungry little one, I'll get your food,Casper...don't worry,buddy..."

He got up so he could grab the things he needed to feed his griffin. The bottle seemed clean enough but why not taking precautions just in case it wasn't,"Scourgify!" Tadaa...clean baby bottle. Now put a whole lot of raw meat inside, melt it using the 'Incendio' spell, add in a bit of water, close the lid and gave it a little shake. Perfect! He hoped it was still warm enough to give to his little griffin.

Now that the right texture and temperature of the delicious carcassy goodness for Vaska had been achieved, it was Zhenya's job to feed the baby griffin, who seemed to be aware that there was food. Yes, Vaska, it would be coming soon.

Squark!

Squark!

"Shh," Zhenya said, calmingly, like she did when Teddy and Ava were n00borns. Zhenya smiled at the disgusting thought of regurgitating some of this ick into Vaska's mouth. Eww.

But Vaska was ALL UP in this carcass. Zhenya had been able to calm the griffin down enough so that she was controlling the dripping of the food into Vaska's mouth, rather than Vaska fighting her to get to the bottle. She didn't quite finish it, but most of it had gone by the time Vaska turned from the bottle. She must be full. Zhenya set the bottle down on the ground, and now it was time for her to go to sleep.

"I once was a little girl, and then I got my letter and I came to Hoggy-Worts. I had some warts on my nose but the hog made them disappear. Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby sweet griffin Vaska, close your eyes, dream of worts, and may Hogwarts be there for youuuuuu," Zhenya hummed to the griffin, making it up as she went on, watching as Vaska's eyes got droopy...

Droopy...

And closed.

Toby was not thrilled now that the next step was here. He sorta wanted to upchuck, to be perfectly honest, because he could smell the meat and it just made him think of all the things and yep yep yep nope. But baby Griffin. Think of the children, Toby.

After a moment or two of psyching himself up, Toby grimaced and just did it. Scooped up a sizable chunk of meat into the bottle, giving a little shake so it thudded to the bottom, seeing the carcass replenish itself from the corner of his eye. Well. At least that meant nothing was going to waste.

Lowkey retching a little bit, Toby retreated from the big ol' hunk of meat and went back to sit where he'd been before, nice and out of the way. Griffin could clearly smell the meat too, except where Toby was grossed out by it, she was eagerly trying to get to it, making it all the more difficult to keep hold of here.

"Hold your Hippogriffs, Griffin." Ha. Hahahaha. That was funny. HippoGRIFFS. GRIFFIN. Hah. Haha. Heh. Uhh, ahem. So anyway. This part WAS tricky, mainly because Griffin was so determined to get to the meat and was generally being a total wriggle-butt.

Toby did his best to keep Griffin held (it was impossible to keep her to totally still) in the crook of his arm, just like a baby, and used his free wand hand to point said wand into the bottle. "Incendio."

... Huh. Melting meat. That was weeeirrrrd. Might have been cool if it didn't make Toby want to hurl. "Aguamenti."

It was perhaps even more difficult to get the lid on while holding Griffin, as she began wriggling even MORE. Probably the heat had made the smell even stronger, and she was so curious and eager to try it, and likely very hungry. A slight struggle ensued, and eventually Toby had managed to get the lid on the bottle, except that Griffin had also managed to get halfway to freedom and was eagerly trying to claw her way forward to get to the bottle that Toby had to now hold out at arm's length.

And one of her wings was hitting him in the face. Repeatedly.

"Griffin. Please." Toby tried to reason with the baby, but eventually resolved to the fact that he was going to have to quickly re-wrap her in the blanket. So he did that, setting the bottle down and making quick work of wrapping up the griffin, who seemed less than pleased that she was back in her blanket prison cocoon. "It's okay, Griff, look." Toby held up the bottle and shook it from side to side a little bit, to mix it all up. It was still warm. "This is for you, I promise. See?"

He held it out for her. Griffin squawked happily at him and latched onto the bottle.

Now that she had her little bundle of cuddly baby griffin settling down and the bottle in her hand was all mushy soft she was ready to move on to the next step.

FEEDING TIME!

Hady was quite sure Charlie would like this part very much. He already was watching the bottle in her hand like he knew exactly what it was. Maybe he did. She wasn't a griffin nor had she ever worked with a baby griffin so there was noway for her to know whether or not Charlie knew what this bottle meant. Giving it one more little shake to make sure it was smooth enough she held the bottle close to his mouth. Instantly Charlie took to the bottle like a fish to water and began eating/drinking happily. "Easy there Charlie, I know it's yummy food but I don't want you to get sick," Hady laughed softly shaking her head a little bit at the baby.

Before long the bottle was completely empty and Charlie's eyes were drooping shut. Gently setting the bottle down at her side Hady took her little friend up into her arms properly and slowly began the same rocking motion she'd used earlier to calm him. A little bit of continued humming didn't hurt as well. What the song was she was humming the young teen hadn't a clue but she knew she'd heard it a long time ago. Not that the tune mattered at all right now, it was just the fact that what she was doing was working.

As Charlie fell into a nice comfortable sleep Hady watched him with a tiny smile on her face. Was there anyway she could keep him? Please?

As soon as she had hold of the bottle, it seemed as though Griffin was putting all her energy into getting the food out of it. She reminded Toby of himself, kinda. Lots of energy, super curious, always moving around and getting distracted, but set down some food and all bets were off. Speed-eating probably might have happened if the mechanics of the bottle weren't specifically keeping that from happening.

"You're a hungry one, Griff," he said to her, watching her guzzle down her liquid meat and idly rocking back and forth to help soothe her. It was funny, because you wouldn't have thought that a beak and a baby bottle would work together, but Griffin MADE it work, determined as she was. As he watched her, a question occurred to Toby, and he looked up and over towards Professor Thompson.

"Sir," he said, and WOULD have raised his hand, but they were both busy. "Are Griffins mammals or birds?" He'd been wondering, 'cause of the mention of milk earlier and everything, and some other thoughts that had crossed his mind. "'Cause they're half of one, and half of the other. So... are they classed as one or the other or both or maybe neither and something else entirely? Do all magical creatures even fit into those classifications or is it different when they're magic?" 'Cause now he thought about it... that was potentially a thing. Maybe he'd look into it later.

Looking back down at Griffin, Toby noted that, though she was still staring right at him, her eyes were starting to close. Skjdhskklsdksdhs, she was so cute. But she needed to stay awake 'til the bottle was done, 'cause he wanted to make sure she was full. Toby used his little finger on the hand that held the bottle to softly caress the feathers on her face by her beak, which seemed to wake her up a little bit. She drank from the bottle again with renewed vigour, and then all too soon her eyes began closing again. This time Toby let it happen, because the meat was almost all gone. He smiled at the baby griffin, removing the bottle from her beak once he noticed she was finished, and sat there snuggling her in his arms, just like he did with Curtis. A few pets of her feathers later, and a lot of humming, and Griffin was soon fast asleep.

Guh. Too cute. Couldn't handle it.

Juggling a meat-filled bottle and his wand while trying to keep a young baby griffin wrapped up and calm was certainly not an easy task. After finally settling Hiccup down once more, Ben chanced doing the magical spells on the food that was needed per Professor Thompson's instructions. "Incendio..." he cast first, his wand tip inside the bottle to focus it on the meat rather than the exterior.

An "Aguamenti" soon followed, the sixth year hoping he was doing it all right to make the consistancy good for his charge to eat from. He was watching the spells work, but was it enough? The water spell cancelled out once there was enough within the bottle, not about to let it overflow, especially all over the two of them. Spilled ink had been bad enough in his list of distractions. Ben then recapped the bottle and momentarily observed the mixture.

Only one way to find out.