Josiah, like many of his fellow muggles, had been intrigued by the set up being done over at the zoo. The wizards typically did their events over in Hogsmeade. Likely due to the fact public magic was not allowed by law in Irvingly and he presumed wizard events must have a lot of magic aspects. So this was a fun change of pace. Josiah was still interested in working for the zoo but had no idea who he was meant to speak to about it.

He had drifted through the butterfly exhibit, marvelling at the different colours and sizes of the butterflies. His eyes were on a particularly vibrantly purple butterflies and he wondered what sort of breed they might be. "They are so beautiful," he murmured out loud as they fluttered about before one landed on the tip of his nose.