Benedict smiled broadly as the professor congratulated his answer and awarded house points to Gryffindor, to which one of his friends patted him playfully on the back. He looked quickly across to Miss Moony as she added her own answer to the professor. "Heavens, I would rather keep my eyes, thank you." he said with a grin as some of the other students winced a little at the thought.

He looked at his own wand as Professor Brierley discussed their importance, he imagined what part the little creatures might have played in the life of the foot long stick of carved dogwood in his hand.

Benedict approached the fourth year "Congratulations on the potions contest, Miss Moony. I'll wager I see a bowtruckle before you though." he said quite playfully before looking out into the forest a little. The forest was vibrant as it returned to life for the spring, even if the weather was unpleasant and the ground was soft underfoot. Benedict reached over and pulled a delicate looking pink twinflower from the top of a fallen log, placing into the pages between his book.

"I know the perfect spot to look, anybody want to partner up?" he asked aloud to Miss Moony or anyone else as he prepared to walk further into the forest.