𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕤||𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕠 𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕗𝕠𝕪 [𝟛]

Meet the Hippogriffs

Harry, Ron, Hermione and I crossed the bridge over to Hagrid's Hut, to have Care of Magical Creatures class.

"Death omens. Honestly. If you ask me, Divination's a very wooly discipline." Hermione scoffed.

"But Ancient Runes.That's a fascinating subject." I said, and Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Ancient Runes? Exactly how many classes are you two taking this term?" Ron looked astonished.

"A fair few." Hermione and I replied.

"Hang on. Ancient Runes is the same time as Divination. You'd have to be in two classes at once." Ron said suspiciously.

"Don't be silly. How could anyone be in two classes at once?" I rolled my eyes.

"Broaden your minds..." Hermione mimicked Trelawney. I laughed.

𓅓𓆙𓅓𓆙𓅓𓆙

(Harry's P.O.V.)

I stood with Hermione and Ron; Ann had gone to be with her Slytherin friends.

"C'mon now, get a move on! Got areal treat for yeh. Great lesson comin' up. Follow me." Hagrid called. He led us toward a small paddock. In the paddock, a iron rack was there, hung with dead ferrets, buzzing with flies. Nearby there was a pumpkin patch. "Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot. That's it. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books--"

"And exactly how do we do that?" the arrogant voice of Draco Malfoy asked.

Hagrid looked around and saw everyone with the Monster Book of Monsters bound shut with belts, ropes, or Spellotape. The book was shaking violently in everybody's hands.

"Hasn't...hasn't anyone bin able ter open yer books?" Hagrid asked, disappointed.

Everyone shook her heads.

"Crikey. Didn' yeh know? All yeh've got ter do is stroke 'em. Look--" Hagrid took Hermione's copy and took the Spellotape off it. It tried to bite, but Hagrid calmly ran a giant forefinger down the book's spine and it shivered. Then, it opened.

"Righ' then. So... so... yeh've got yer books, an' now yeh need the Magical Creatures. Right. So... I'll...I'll go an' get 'em." 

Hagrid turned and disappeared into the trees. 

Malfoy shook his head, and spoke loudly to his fellow Slytherins. "God, this place is going to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes." 

I stormed up to the blonde boy. "Shut up, Malfoy."

"Oooooh." the Slytherins snickered. Even Ann looked amused.

Malfoy thrusted his bag to Crabbe's arms and went closer.

Suddenly, Malfoy's eyes widened and pointed behind me. "Dementor! Dementor!"

I jumped and spun around in fear. But there was nothing behind me. When I turned back around, Malfoy and his friends pulled the hoods of their robes up and moved their fingers, making spooky expressions and sounds.