Adam was surprised that someone actually came up with it. "I love Ravenclaws so much," Adam said, gleefully taking the vine from Mikey and sticking it on the wound. "You're all such delightful little overachieving dorks. You may want to flee, though, I may get the urge to start hugging here in a minute, and it will be very awkward and possibly painful." He wasn't even paying attention to what he was saying anymore, he was just talking.
"Should I bind this on here?" he asked, looking up at Mikey then back down. "Or just rub it on and then call it good? Does William say?" He got up abruptly and moved away from the kids. "I'm sorry, I can't concentrate on this, I can't wait for her to send a message back because I'm going to be sick between now and then."
He headed for the doors, taking the wards down as he moved. When the muffliato came down, the groaning in the hallway became very clear. His hand was on the door, about to pull it open when a the silver streak of a Patronus erupted into the hall.