Petrified/Cornelius Fudge
Harry, Ron, and Hermione had always known that Hagrid had an unfortunate
liking for large and monstrous creatures.Regulus rolls his eyes, "Really? We didn't notice."
During their first year at Hogwarts he had tried to raise a dragon in his little wooden house, and it would be a long time before they forgot the giant, three-headed dog he'd christened "Fluffy." And if, as a boy, Hagrid had heard that a monster was
hidden somewhere in the castle, Harry was sure he'd have gone to any lengths for a glimpse of it.But he was equally certain that Hagrid would never have meant to kill anybody.
"It can't be Hagrid. It just can't be." Said, Hermione"We don't even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch to me."
"The monster had killed somebody, Ron. What would any of us have done?"
The three of them fell silent. After a long pause, Hermione voiced the knottiest question of all in a hesitant voice.
"Look. Hagrid's our friend. Why don't we just go and ask him about it?"
"That'll be a cheerful visit! ―Hello, Hagrid! Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
Ron, Hermione and Harry didn't notice that hagrid was right behind them.
"Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talking about me now, would ya?"
They all quickly turn around, "No!"
Sirius snorts, "Real convincing"
Harry looks down at hagrid's hands, "W- what's that you've got, Hagrid?"
"Oh, It's a- Flesh-Eatin' Slug Repellent. For the Mandrakes, ya know. Now, accordin' to Professor Sprout, they've still got a bit o' growing up to do. But, once their acne's cleared up, we'll be able to chop em up and stew em, and then we'll get those people down at the hospital un-Petrified."
They all nod their head,
"In the meantime, though, you three had best be lookin' after yourselves. All right mhm." And with that hagrid begins to walk away,
"Hello, Neville!" He says to a running Neville.
Frank and Alice smile at seeing their son,
Neville runs over to harry, looking frantic.
"Harry- I don't know who did it, but you'd better come! Come on!"
[The screen fades out to show Neville, Hermione, Ron, and Harry in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory]
The contents of Harry's trunk had been thrown everywhere. His cloak lay ripped on the floor. The bedclothes had been pulled off his four-poster and the drawer had been pulled out of his bedside cabinet, the
contents strewn over the mattress."Why would someone do that?" Ted asks, confused.
"Probably because harry had something they wanted, love." Andromeda answers her husband.
Harry walked over to the bed,
open-mouthed, treading on a few loose pages of Travels with Trolls.
"It had to be a Gryffindor. Nobody else knows our password- unless it wasn't a student.""Whoever it was, they must have been looking for something."
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