He doesn't even let out a noise of acknowledgement before he has wand pointed at the softly glowing flowers. With a casual wave of his wand, he plucks a cluster of three flowers out from soil, sending them floating into the air and into his free hand.

(Because he's apparently above kneeling down and picking flowers out from the ground is too much effort.)

"How many do you need?" He asks, already "picking" another cluster of flowers.