Hogwarts - Hagrid's Hut
(Students gather around Hagrid as Y/n, Harry, Ron and Hermione arrive. Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle stand with the Slytherins)
Hagrid: C'mon now, get a move on! Got a real treat for yeh. Great lesson comin' up. Follow me.
(Hagrid leads them toward a small paddock just this side of the Forbidden Forest. In the paddock, a free standing iron rack hangs with dead ferrets, buzzing with flies. Nearby is a pumpkin patch)
Hagrid: Gather 'round. Find yerself a spot. That's it. Now, firs' thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books --
Draco: And exactly how do we do that?
(Hagrid looks. Belts, rope, Spellotape, any means available have been employed to bridle The Monster Book of Monsters, which quiver violently)
Hagrid: Crikey. Didn' yeh know? All yeh 'vegot ter do is stroke 'em. Look --
(Hagrid takes Hermione's copy, snaps the Spellotape binding it. As it begins to bite, Hagrid calmly runs a forefinger down the book's spine and it... shivers. Falls quietly open. Hagrid glances at the class, looking suddenly unsure)
Hagrid: 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 turns, disappears into the trees. Draco shakes his head, speaks loudly to Crabbe and Goyle)
Draco: God, this place is going to the dogs. Wait until my father hears Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes.
Harry: Listen, you stupid prat --
(Eyes widening in fear, Malfoy steps back, points)
Draco: Potter, there's a Dementor behind you.
(Harry jumps, wheels in fear, finds... nothing. Instantly, the Slytherins make an eerie ooh... and ooh sound, then break up laughing. Harry reddens, embarrassed, then... a strange beast: Buckbeak emerges from the trees. It has the torso, hind legs, and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings and head of a giant eagle. The students step back in fear, then Hagrid appears, shooing the beast on)
Hagrid: Gee up, there!
(Hagrid starts grinning)
Hagrid: Beau'iful, isn' he?
(There seems no consensus on this, but the students stare in wary wonder nonetheless. As Hagrid coaxes the beast to the center of the paddock, Ron stares uneasily)
Ron: Hagrid. Exactly what is that?
Y/n: A Hippogriff.
Hagrid: Yeh right Y/n. Now, firs' thing yeh gotta know is they're proud. Easily offended, Hippogriffs are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it migh' be the las' thing yeh do. Right then -- who wants ter come an' say hello?
(The entire class steps back, leaving Y/n in front)
Hagrid: Good man, Y/n!
(Y/n looks around and turns to look at Buckbeak, Harry shoves Y/n gently and he starts to approach it)
Hagrid: Tha's it. Easy now... stop! This here's Buckbeak, Y/n. Yeh wantter let 'im make the firs' move. It's polite, see? Jus' take step forward, give 'im a bow, and if Buckbeak bows back, yeh're allowed ter touch him. Ready?
(Unsure, Y/n nods anyway. Steps forward. And... bows. Buckbeak's head cocks, eagle eyes studying Y/n cannily. Y/n waits. And waits...)
Hagrid: Back off, Y/n! Back off!
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