Aries grinned to himself when he reached the bottom of the stairs and immediately sped up to reach the entryway. Just up ahead was a potted plant that he secretly wanted to pour muggle weed killer in.
A book would do for now.
Aries strode forward, pretended to peer out through the door, then turned to head back for the stairs. As he turned, he tossed the book at the plant behind his back.
Now he got to feel all smug. That had gone perfectly.